"After gone, son! Let's go to the hospital, all hurt this, what else can I take?"
Father Han does not want to have a branches outside, mixing in the mall, it is better not to leave a bad impression on the general impression of Beijing! Although a man who generally exists in this myth is a difficult thing.
In this way, Han Mingze was pulled away by his father, and his mother did not dare to say more.
The director looked at Zhang Linmo and looked at Jingting again, "President Jing, you can also go." Reminder whispered.
Jingting turned, and her cold eyes fell on my brother's face. It didn't seem to want to go.
Zhang Linmo originally greeted his brother's attention, but then he couldn't bear it, so he dodged his eyes.
Because he doesn't understand his brother's mind, should he take him away?
Or ... really want to close him?
My brother looks like ... I'm a bit unhappy, always with a face.
If you really want to close him, then, if he gave birth to a child with Jin Xia, will this case affect the child?
Lin Mo was anxious, and he regretted his impulse, but he did not expect to delay his brother.
At this time, the director also felt that the atmosphere was a bit of that, wrong.
So, he shouted that the people who left him left, avoided it, and gave the brothers a little time.
Jingting is very calm. He has not changed because of changes in the surrounding environment, and it is still a bit cold.
In other words, since Han Mingze was taken away, his eyes have been on his brother's face, but this brother is a bit dare not see him.
silence......
Zhang Linmo thought calmly and thought, knowing that his brother was very busy, he must have come here.
Therefore, he found that he had caused too much about his brother over the years, especially at this time, more.
So, Zhang Lin's drum was drumming and cleared his throat. He turned to face the kingen and bowed at him at 90 degrees. "Brother, I'm sorry!" The voice was loud, from the heart.
He was very sincere, bent over, raised his ears and waited for his brother to speak!
As if his brother didn't speak, he kept bowing.
Jingting was not moving, he opened his lips lightly, "An Qier changed, Han Mingze also changed, do you still have a request?"
"No!" Zhang Linmo looked up, and the two gathered again.
Because I didn't hear my brother's blame, Zhang Linmo relieved and stood upright, "Brother! I must take a good shot! No more trouble for you! Believe me!"
Jingting didn't speak, and still stared at him with displeased.
"Brother, I didn't lose this fight this time!" Zhang Linmo smiled.
Jingting's eyes were thin and cool, "How did you get the injuries on his body?" He also knew that it was not caused by fighting.
"Last night ... almost in a car accident, abrasion."
"..." Jing Ting quietly squeezed sweat for him, and his complexion was still serious. "Fighting cannot solve the problem. Han Mingze said you, you should also be self -mentioned.
The impression can not be left in a short time. "
"I know, brother." He was like a child who did something wrong.
Jingting's eyes are deep and deep, "What do you know?"
ah?
Also ask for follow -up?
Brother today ... wrong?
Zhang Linmo held him and could feel his seriousness, so he thought about it, "Knowing that fighting can't solve the problem, you will pay attention in the future."
"Review 10,000 words, give me a week after a week." Jingting's eyes closed, and his body exudes an abstinence and indifference.
Zhang Lin Mo's chin was raised, his eyes were shocked, but his brother didn't seem to be joking at all. Gradually, Lin Mo could only accept it.
"The handwriting must be neat." Jingting's thin lips opened lightly, and it made a faint say.
"Ah?" Zhang Linmo was scared, "Do you want me to write it ???"
Jingting's eyes turned slightly, "Otherwise?" There was a hint of laziness in the tone, but mixed with cold.
Zhang Linmo didn't dare to say one more word, "Okay."