The national goddess she overturned

Chapter 941 Look, I've sprained my ankle
There was a slight friction feeling on the trouser legs. Under the table, Song Mei's legs were crossed, and the high-heeled shoes seemed to rub against him.

Jiang Ting frowned, feeling uncomfortable, crossed his hands on the table, and the veins on his forehead popped out.

But the little woman on the opposite side still looked innocent, picked up the juice and took a sip.

'Zhi——' Jiang Ting pulled out the chair, stood up, and strode out.

"What happened to him?" Bai Yuling asked.

The teenagers looked at him inquiringly, and Quan Lang said with a smile, "Don't pay attention to him, he's having another convulsion."

Besides women, what else could make Captain Jiang lose his composure?
"I'll go out and have a look." Song Mei stood up, carrying the small bag, and walked out quickly.

Outside, the scenery is pleasant.

Jiang Ting walked very fast, and every step was windy. Song Mei was wearing high heels, so she couldn't catch up no matter what.

If you walk too fast, you will lose your manners and look not elegant at all.Song Mei stood there, staring at his back, "Jiang Ting!"

The man continued walking without looking back.

Song Mei softened her tone, her voice was soft and hooked, "Jiang Ting, you deliberately avoided me, maybe it's because you're afraid of falling in love with me?"

Jiang Ting really stopped, turned around, stared at her, smiled, and walked over.

"When a woman is the most stupid, she has no self-knowledge."

He was tall and tall, and when he walked towards her with a straight face, he looked like a policeman interrogating a criminal, with stern and serious eyebrows.

Song Mei's heart trembled, it was as if an invisible mountain was covering her head, which made her legs go limp.

She will never be intimidated by the person she likes, she tries her best to stabilize her mentality, and looks at him without timidity, "What I do is my business. Even if I hit my head badly, I am willing. "

Jiang Ting frowned and remained silent.

The girl's raised little face is pretty and lovely, her eyes are almond-like, round and sparkling, with the tails of her eyes raised up, her eyes are beautifully shaped.

however……

No matter how beautiful it is, there is no difference in Jiang Ting's eyes.

He is face blind.Women all look alike.

Wearing exactly the same makeup, wearing incomprehensible clothes, and stepping on high heels like masochistic, how is it good?
Jiang Ting's tone was alienated, it was a warning, but also a refusal: "Don't waste time with me!"

After all, turn around and leave.

Unwillingly, Song Mei took two steps forward, sprained her foot, and fell to the ground.

Hearing the exclamation, Jiang Ting turned his head, with the same expression as expected, "Look, you sprained your ankle."

Song Mei: "..."

not angry……

Never get angry with straight guys...

She rubbed her swollen ankle and looked at him pitifully, "I can't walk anymore, can you carry me on your back?"

A beautiful woman makes a request, and no man can refuse.

Except Jiang Ting.

Jiang Xiaohua left her with a firm back, not procrastinating, let alone a trace of soft-heartedness, her pace was brisk, and she didn't hear her cry for help at all.

"Hey! Jiang Ting! Do you still have any sympathy!" Song Mei was anxious, took off her high heels, and threw them at him.

Jiang Ting kept walking, the back of his head seemed to have eyes, he tilted his head to the left, and the shoes flew past his shoulders.

Song Mei sat on the ground for a while, and after confirming that he really didn't care about her, she bit her lip and limped to pick up her shoes.

The man in front of him didn't know what to think of, he stopped, stood with his back to her, and suddenly turned his head to look at her.

In the end, he turned back, picked up the shoes on the ground, took a few steps towards her, squatted down slowly, and threw the shoes at her feet.

"Wear it yourself."

　(Jiang Xiaohua: What are you looking at, do you think I will fall in love with you?

　　_(:з」∠)_Face slap warning)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)