Yi Jian became even more angry when he saw that Qin Ye and Zhong Qing were indifferent. He walked slowly towards them.
He has always been a very lazy person and walks slowly.
But at this time, it was getting slower and slower.
It's like a deliberately slow shot in a movie.
For such a short distance, he actually walked for a long, long time.
It took so long that Qin Ye felt that he could really die, and so long that Zhong Qing felt that he was about to faint.
Yi Jiancai slowly stood in front of them.
He stretched out his hand and placed it in front of Zhong Qing.
Zhong Qing lowered her head slightly, and after a long while, she put her hand into Yi Jian's.
She didn't even dare to express her anger, let alone talk nonsense.
Yi Jian held her soft hand and pulled hard. Zhong Qing frowned slightly and said in a light tone: "It hurts..."
Yi Jian's strength suddenly stopped, her eyes were cold, and her tone was cold: "What's wrong?"
Zhong Qing trembled slightly, and then she whispered: "My hair, my hair got stuck..."
Yi Jian raised her head, glared at Qin Ye fiercely, walked forward, turned her head to look at the situation, and said calmly: "I'll do it."
Qin Ye wiped the cold sweat and saw that Yi Jian's expression improved, and immediately explained: "She got up just now, a little anxious, her hair fell down, and then she tripped while walking, so she fell, so I stretched out my hand to catch her.
I touched her because I was afraid that she would get hurt, and who knows, her hair and buttons got tangled together accidentally, and her scalp hurt a little when she got up, so..."
Yi Jian didn't say anything. She stretched out her hand and paused at the junction between her buttons and her hair.
"Yeah?"
His tone was calm and without any emotion.
Zhong Qing said quickly: "Qin Ye said so."
Qin Ye?
Are all names called?
Yi Jian's tone became colder: "Oh?"
Qin Ye shivered all over. Why did he feel that Yi Jian was getting more and more angry?
So, he asked cautiously: "Jane, aren't you angry? I didn't do anything with her, just..."
"What do you want to do?" Yi Jian was not angry, but smiled, and his tone was a little gentle. Such Yi Jian made Qin Ye relax a little. Qin Ye said quickly: "I don't want to do anything, I don't want to do anything.
."
Yi Jian nodded, glanced at Zhongqing, and stretched out her hands towards her hair and buttons.