"Jie Ling, what's wrong?" Bingjing and Yu looked at Jie Ling at the same time and asked in a concerned tone. Yaoyao beside them kept silent because she didn't know what they were talking about? But she heard
Yu's tone and concern for Jie Ling made her a little unhappy, but Yu didn't say this tone to her.
Bingjing and Yu looked at each other for a while, "Jie Ling, why are you sweating on your forehead?" Bingjing and Yu asked at the same time.
Jie Ling didn't speak, her heart kept beating very fast. She didn't know how to answer, and the sweat on her forehead kept falling.
"Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" They both asked at the same time, but Jie Ling was not happy, she was completely worried.
"Can you two stop being like that at the same time? Listen to me first. I don't know who shot the book in from the window that night." Ziye couldn't stand Bingjing and Yu. The two of them were too much for Jieling.
Concerned, they all said the same thing at the same time, but Ziye didn't let them continue asking, so he told what happened that night.
"I'm fine, I... want to go to the toilet, but seeing you guys so attentive, I'm a little embarrassed to say it." Jie Ling felt relieved after hearing Zi Ye's words. How could she forget to know that she was shot with a fruit knife?
When he went in, she kept sweating, worried, and flustered.
"Oh, then go quickly." Bingjing said it first, making Yu feel a little depressed.
The two looked at each other for a while, feeling a little embarrassed at the same time. For a girl, they always said the same words at the same time to care about her, with a look of embarrassment on their faces.
"Isn't there me next to you? Humph." Yaoyao complained to Yu next to her, pouting, very dissatisfied with Yu's actions.