Women disguised as men as school grass

1287 Let's Get Married 1
Her tone was mocking.

Wu Ma's face was a little embarrassed, as if she was very fussy.

"It's okay to take two more pills. This is the best contraceptive pill, and it won't hurt you."

Wang Jiaohua didn't speak any more, she threw the medicine into her mouth, picked up the water, and swallowed it with her head raised.

Seeing her take the medicine with her own eyes, Wu Ma picked up the glass of milk just now.

"Then I'll go out to clean up first, Miss Wang, take your time, I'll come in later to clean up."

Seeing that Wang Jiaohua kept her head down and didn't speak, Mama Wu sighed.

"Miss Wang, this is also for your own good. It's impossible for you and the young master. It's impossible for the Fang family to let an actor come in. Think about it yourself."

Wang Jiaohua was the only one left in the room, and she didn't touch the breakfast.

He stared blankly at the air, not knowing what he was looking at.

My heart is sour and astringent, very uncomfortable.

When Wu Ma came in, the breakfast on the table didn't move at all.

She just glanced at it coldly, picked up the dinner plate and went out without saying a word.

Wang Jiaohua was the only one left in the room.

She just sat there in silence, crying silently.

She sat until eleven o'clock, when the phone rang, and she came back to herself in a daze.

Sitting on the sofa for too long, keeping one movement, the body is a little stiff.

She turned her head mechanically, and saw the word "Senior" flashing on the screen.

The tears that had dried up fell again.

Sniffing, wiping tears with the back of his hand, he picked up the phone and connected.

"Hey."

Hearing her nasal voice, Fang Jiming on the other end of the phone frowned, "What's wrong?"

Wang Jiaohua quickly put the phone away and covered the microphone with her hand.

He sniffed again, cleared his throat, and put the phone back after making sure his voice wasn't that weird.

With a forced smile, "No."

"Are you unhappy? Are you crying?"

"No, why should I cry when I'm fine." Wang Jiaohua said calmly, trying to make her voice sound pleasant.

Fang Jiming's face darkened, he liked her voice so much, how could he not hear that she was crying.

"Start the video."

Wang Jiaohua panicked, "I'm really fine, I was practicing singing just now, my voice is a bit hoarse."

How could Fang Jiming believe such a clumsy excuse?

She is a singer, and what she cherishes the most is her singing voice. How could she practice singing until her voice is overburdened.

"Start the video." He repeated.

The tone is a bit heavy.

This was the second time he had spoken harshly to Wang Jiaohua, which made Wang Jiaohua a little scared.

"Oh wait, I'm in the bathroom."

As Wang Jiaohua said, she hung up the phone in a hurry.

Then he quickly took out the makeup bag and quickly put on makeup for himself.

Cover that crying face.

That's when the video started.

The make-up was a little rushed, so obvious that it was trying to cover up, how could Fang Jiming not see it.

Especially her beautiful big eyes, which were already swollen from crying.

He frowned, feeling distressed, "Why are you crying?"

"Just now... I got sand in my eyes."

As soon as this excuse was uttered, Wang Jiaohua regretted it, it was too vulgar.

The house is spotless, how could there be sand.

Moreover, the excuse of getting sand in your eyes is so vulgar that children don't even believe it, okay?

She was also in a moment of desperation, so she blurted out.

"Jiaojiao, I'm sorry I left early in the morning, but something happened to the company, it's urgent, I have to deal with it."

(End of this chapter)