Report to the captain: Your predecessor has boarded

When the idea popped out of his mind, Yan Sheng's eyes lit up, bowed his head and said to himself, "I deliberately sell misery. According to the slim character, I came to her rashly, and she will not pay attention to me, let alone explain. If it's miserable, the slim will be distressed, and I must..."

Thinking of the end, he was a little uncertain himself.

Jiang Miaomiao looked at him before he left, which became a shadow in his heart, lingering and unforgettable.

Recalling that look, Yan Sheng leaned decadent against the wall, "slim, what can I do to get you back..."

Jiang Miaomiao stopped and looked intently.

Yan Sheng sat on the sofa in the lobby of the hotel. The flush on his face had not completely dissipated. He rubbed his temples and looked tired.

Jiang Miaomiao's heartache is suffocating.

The picture flashed in her mind. Li Biyun fell on Yan Sheng, with her shoulders half exposed and her mouth babbling. When she was in love, she was interrupted by Jiang Miaomiao pushing the door open. Her face was shocked, then shy, covering her face and lying in front of Yan Sheng.

Yan Sheng's expression was even more helpless. He was shocked and panicked. Jiang Miaomiao had a panoramic view and just felt out of breath.

Yan Sheng has an abnormal color on his face. He never shows this look when he is with her. Jiang Miaomiao has no time to think about it, and his brain is in a mess.

Before she could react, her steps had already started, and Jiang Miaomiao fled.

Extremely embarrassed.

Jiang Miaomiao didn't expect that she was so resentful and betrayed, but she was brought a green hat for no reason.

Jiang Miaomiao ran downstairs all the way. All kinds of embarrassing emotions poured into his heart, and tears burst out in an instant.

Snap——

Jiang Miaomiao's feet were unstable, he fell straight to the ground, his arm rubbed on the oil road, and blood came out.

they hurt.

Heart piercing pain.

She held her knee and cried, feeling so helpless for the first time.

Fortunately, she has a close friend.

Jose.

When Jose came, Jiang Miaomiao had cleaned his wound with clean water and pasted a band aid.

The band aid was too small to cover her large bruise.

As she breathed in, she packed her bags. Jose carefully helped her. He didn't ask what had happened. He knew that Jiang Miaomiao was in a bad mood and couldn't speak at all.

He went downstairs with Jiang Miaomiao's suitcase and got out of the elevator. Across the long corridor, Jiang Miaomiao saw him at a glance.

She suddenly remembered that Yan Sheng never showed that expression when he was with her. His face was flushed, but he didn't completely enjoy it, struggling and hating.

Jiang Miaomiao almost immediately thought that Yan Sheng might have been framed.

But she still felt heartache. Even if she knew it wasn't Yan Sheng's fault, she still couldn't accept the betrayal.

So Jiang Miaomiao took out his mobile phone and called the receptionist: "Hello, I want to check out."

The receptionist gently asked, "Hello, what's your room number?"

Jiang Miaomiao read out his room number and name without expression.

After returning the room, Jiang Miaomiao turned and said, "go through the back door."

Jose was a little puzzled. Looking down her eyes just now, there was a man sitting in the middle of the lobby, with great appearance and extraordinary appearance.

Yan Sheng.

He knows.

But he didn't dare to ask more, but he vaguely felt that Jiang Miaomiao's abnormality was probably related to this man.

Jose followed her with her suitcase.

Jose stuffed her luggage into the trunk, drove her away and made a detour through the front door, just in time to see the decadent figure in the lobby.

Sure enough, Jose didn't guess wrong at all.

Passing by the front door of the hotel, Jiang Miaomiao glanced at the lobby unnaturally. In the sun, Jose saw tears flashing at the bottom of her eyes.

Jose moved her luggage to her home. He never asked her why, but stayed with her.

Jiang Miaomiao lies on his sofa, hanging his head like a frustrated pug.

No matter how low his EQ was, he could see that she was not in high mood. Her wound was still bleeding and rubbed against his sofa.

Jose's sofa was an antique treasure. He loved it very much. Jiang Miaomiao screamed, "ah! Jose, my blood rubbed against your sofa. I'm sorry! "

Jose's face was instantly dark, squinting, "you -"

Jiang Miaomiao raised his eyes, full of tears.

Jose waved his hand.

Forget it. For the sake of your bad mood, I don't care about a lot.

He turned out the medicine box under the tea table. "I'll deal with it for you first."

Jiang Miaomiao raised his arm pitifully. Jose carefully tore open her snow soaked band aid. Jiang Miaomiao took a cold breath in pain.

Jose hummed coldly, "do you know the pain now? What did you do when you fell? "

“……”

"Isn't it easy to say? Why don't you say it today? "

“……”

Jiang Miaomiao's most spoiled little mouth was unwilling to refute, drooping his head and letting Jose teach him a lesson.

Jose raised her eyes and shrugged helplessly, "come on, for your sake of disability, I won't scold you today."

Jiang Miaomiao endured the pain and pulled the corners of his lips expressionless.

After a simple treatment, Jiang Miaomiao's arm was covered with a thick layer of white gauze with an ugly bow.

She turned her back to Jose and turned her mouth in disgust.

Seeing that she was in a bad mood, Jose suggested, "let me take you out to play?"

Jiang Miaomiao nodded slowly, "OK."

Jose handed her a coat. "Where do you want to go?"

"Bar." Jiang Miaomiao blurted out.

Jose shook his head. "No, you can't drink."

Jiang Miaomiao was sad. "Can I go without drinking? Just go and have a look."

Jose didn't believe her eloquent mouth. Just when he was ready to refuse, he saw Jiang Miaomiao's eyes red.

"All right, all right." He compromised again.

Half an hour later, Jose's car stopped at the door of the bar.

Jiang Miaomiao pushed open the door and looked up.

On the huge sign, two words flashed.

——Dark night.

"Go in." Jose was behind her. "Remember not to drink."

"OK." Jiang Miaomiao only agreed with his first sentence, put on his coat, covered the gauze on his arm, and raised his feet into the dark night.

Strong music, restless atmosphere, dancing people.

Jiang Miaomiao passed through the bustling crowd. The woman twisting her waist ignored her and continued to make skin contact with the men around her.

A man with sharp eyes saw her and stretched out his arm to stop Jiang Miaomiao who wanted to run away. "Little sister, do you want to dance?"

"Get out." Jose clapped the man's hand and took Jiang Miaomiao through them.

They found a quiet place to sit. Jiang Miaomiao calmly ordered a glass of juice. Jose smiled happily, looked up and took a sip of wine.

"Oh, I tell you, I've got a good baby recently! That luster, that hardness! It's a boutique! "