Chapter 508: Who is in control of the ups and downs: I am so entangled to death
"Hello..." A sneeze interrupted my thoughts. Jin Bao, who was walking in the middle, let out an awkward hey twice, with two milky white sticky objects hanging on his nose.
Darius stopped, glanced at me, and took out a tissue to wipe Jinbao's nose.
"I've got a cold." Darius touched Jinbao's forehead, took off his coat, and put it on Jinbao's shoulders.
"I don't want it." Jin Bao was stunned and suddenly put his coat back on Darius angrily. He would rather be cold than Darius.
"Take care of yourself," Darius put his clothes back on and told Jinbao.
These two people are so entangled with me. Since they are together, why are they so open to others?
What does it mean to take care of yourself? Shouldn’t your girlfriend take care of yourself?
This green turtle dares to bully our Jinbao!
"Hello..." Jinbao sneezed again. This time she wiped her nose herself. After throwing away the tissue, she actually walked next to me and asked me to stand in the middle.
I shook my head helplessly and walked forward a few steps faster, not bothering to look at those two awkward people.
The majestic characters of Anyang People's Police Station are still awe-inspiring in this cold winter. Wearing my flat canvas shoes, I walked into the large door
"Oops!!!" When I pushed open the redemption door of the Ministry of Labor Reeducation with my passion for the motherland, an unknown object completely drove my impassioned spirit back to hell.
I groaned and touched my painful forehead. There was a police hat hanging on the floor in front of me that looked like it hadn't been mopped in a few days.
"Ahaha... I'm sorry, girl!" Just when I was about to curse, a long-lost male voice came into my ears.
"Idiot." I raised my head and looked at the tall officer who picked up his hat and smiled at me. I couldn't help but roll my eyes at him.
Really, is today another unlucky day for me! Why is this police chief playing Frisbee with his hat here if he doesn't go on patrol?
"Hey! Boy, come out." The tall police officer was not angry at my impoliteness. He put back his hat and sat back on his office chair with his legs crossed.
He yelled into the walkie-talkie like a mafia boss ordering his horse to suppress the traitors.
I braved the black line speechlessly and sat down in the waiting table covered with a layer of dust.
Jinbao and Darius glanced at the dusty space, and stood silently aside, not daring to sit on the "antique" chairs.