Hey Sir, I'm Interested In Your Genes

Looking at Jiang Zhao's departure, he immediately ran up on tiptoe with pain and pulled his shirt sleeve. "Adults don't care about villains, but good people do it to the end."

Jiang Zhao was determined to go. Ye Er put down all her reserve and held Jiang Zhao's arm like a plaster. She wouldn't throw her head high, "go."

Among the great beauties, she was misunderstood as a miss. It was right to argue. It was manager Wang who was wrong.

At this time, Jiang Zhao did save her. The grace of saving her life was great. People thought she exceeded her ability, and it was right to ridicule. She had a lot of meat. But who is saved to ridicule the benefactor? She is never a good or bad person.

Ye'er thought that a few hours ago they were sworn enemies. Now he is her benefactor. He has balanced the balance. Ye'er scolded himself several times, "little hoof, don't pretend. Make amends to your benefactor quickly. If you know your kindness, don't try to repay it, heaven will beat the thunder!"

At this time, we should see the situation clearly, and we can't blame her for being snobbish. We can only say that she was forced to be smooth by life. When she first asked someone to save her father, what did she say?

Ye Er took Jiang Zhao's arm and didn't let go for a moment. He didn't wear shoes. He had to look up before he could talk to him. He shook his arm and said, "eunuch, eunuch, have mercy on incense and jade. Take a ride."

Jiang Zhao was unmoved and hummed, "I'm old. I want to exercise more. I'm not going to drive. I'm going to walk back."

Ye Er was so worried that she knew this guy was angry with her, but she must be stepping on something like glass under her feet. She couldn't touch the ground at all. She could only flatter Jiang Zhao, "my God, where are you old? Man 30 a flower, you are only 29 years old, the youngest Deputy persimmon long. You see how handsome you are, how tall and straight you are, and how tall you are above 185? If you enter the modeling industry, it must be popular all over the world, killing all young women, beauties, young women and old women... "

Jiang Zhao unnaturally went to hit ye'er's hand, twisted his thick eyebrows, and said disgustingly, "who did you learn from? Where was that arrogant strength last night?"

Ye Er's eyebrows all stepped down, "Hey, I thought there was a festival between us yesterday. Although I did make a mistake first, the festival really existed. And I wasn't in trouble yesterday. " In the last sentence, Ye Er murmured in a low voice, which only she could hear. After that, her eyebrows immediately raised, "but from today on, you are my benefactor. I have to respect you. I can't fight back or scold back!"

"Handsome boy, take me away. When the police come, I really don't want to be paid attention to. What a shame if the daughter is robbed late at night. And look." Ye Er immediately raised his head, opened his small mouth wide and pointed, "I'm a big mouth. If I speak indiscriminately when recording my confession at that time, which affects the image of Shichang adult, I will feel very sorry and self reproach. After all, looking at what was written on the wall, "be lenient when you confess, and be strict when you resist", how much will I fear... "

Ye'er hangs his head with no patience, secretly tilts his face and squints to see Jiang Zhao's reflection.

Jiang Zhao couldn't laugh or cry. "Little hoof, your Kung Fu of threatening people is getting higher and higher."

Ye Er immediately pursed her mouth and smiled, pursed it tightly, and then sobbed, "but it's easy to close it tightly. Ha ha. " Seeing that Jiang Zhao was still staring at her, he said against his heart, "it doesn't matter if I don't take your car. Just throw me on the road."

Jiang Zhao looked at Ye Er's feet and raised his eyebrows. "Throw it on the road?"

"I'll make a call and go to the hospital. It's only five yuan."

"Five dollars? The starting price of a taxi in Haicheng is 11 yuan. What year is five dollars? "

"I mean Tama."

"Poof" Jiang Zhaozhen laughed at Ye Er, "Yun Ye Er, people say that thin camels are bigger than horses."

"Handsome boy, people also say that the plucked Phoenix is not as good as the chicken."

Jiang Zhao really hasn't seen Ye Er like this. The coquettish / head pose in the photo is so hot that he is obviously afraid but pretends to be calm when threatening people.

When the nightclub saw it, he dressed so sexually / sensationally and looked bland. After he found it, he wanted to fight him like a hedgehog. The wine that can't be drunk is stuffy at one mouthful.

This happened to see someone chasing people into a dead alley. I knew it was the bag snatcher at night. I instinctively came to have a look. As a result, I found that she had a psychological war with the bandits.

Now, in order for him to take her away, he made a 180 degree turn in his attitude towards him, female monster.

This dead look is really ugly and unbearable!

"If you die bravely to capture a heinous robber in Haicheng, I think I can help you go through the back door and chase a martyr for you."

When Jiang Zhao said this, he already bent over and hugged Ye Er horizontally.

Ye Er has long hands and feet. When he was picked up by Jiang Zhao, why did he feel so dependent on others?

The moon is blocked by dark clouds, and the moon doesn't cause trouble. Therefore, I'm not suitable for the idiom of little birds depending on people at all.

"How can I do such immoral things? It's not very good. The martyr's position, I think it's better to leave it to the real hero. "

Ye Er finally got on Jiang Zhao's car as he wished.

"So you want to be an unsung hero." After getting on the bus, Jiang Zhao still doesn't want to satirize Ye Er.

Ye'er felt that Jiang Zhao should be used to deal with the wound first, and then he would turn his face at home. At this time, he could make fun of her as much as he liked.

Resentment is valuable, and the price of injury is higher. If you take a car, you can throw everything away. At this time, in this area, the motorcycle can't hit, and I can't blame her for her thick skin.

"That unsung hero is Mr. Jiang Shichang. Those moves just now are really admirable. I don't deserve the title of hero. Ha ha. " Ye'er's face tilted and fell out on the car seat. He pretended to sleep and couldn't hear.

Ye'er took out the broken glass on the soles of her feet in the hospital, treated the wound, pasted gauze and took some medicine. Jiang Zhao took her home. When she got downstairs, ye'er quickly said, "thank you, Shichang. I really love the people like a son. I'm here. I wish you a good dream!"

Then he went to open the door.

"Are you sure you can walk upstairs by yourself?"

Ye Er looked at Jiang Zhao. From his face, he didn't seem to see any expression that wanted to make her lose face. He was just used to being serious and heroic. When it was rare to laugh, he was basically making fun of her. It was vicious!

Turned to look out of the window, looked up, swallowed saliva, sixth floor, foot injury, the task is arduous.

Although someone gave Jiang Zhao medicine six months ago, the shadow is still there. Now he has no use value. It is the last word to dump him. He is willing to touch upstairs slowly.