Chapter 1277: [Jasmine] You are really my catastrophe 2
When Huo Ziming thought of this, he couldn't help but shake his head, feeling that this woman was indeed a little pitiful. He was thinking about someone, but what else could he think about!
Judging from what she said, this man has been away from her for a long time, why should she be miserable here? She also treats herself as a substitute for that person?
The reason Huo Ziming thought so was because Jasmine said those ridiculous plots, such as ink thrown on his calligraphy, and cat scratching his arm. These are all things he had never experienced before, and he completely thought about them in his memory.
Nothing to afford something similar.
That's why he made a simple and rough judgment that this woman must not be talking about him, but another person!
Looking at her broken heart, Huo Ziming felt very pitiful.
Although he has never really liked anyone, he still yearns for the feeling of loving someone.
——But if you like someone, is it just yourself?
Seeing this girl making herself so embarrassed for a man who had been away from her for a long time, Huo Ziming felt a little sympathetic, stretched out his hand and patted her on the shoulder, and whispered: "You recognized the wrong person, I am not the one in your heart.
people!"
But Moli didn't listen to him so much. While holding his shirt tightly, he kneaded his high-end custom shirt like a ball of pickled vegetables, muttering: "You...you are so embarrassed! You don't admit you now
Knowing me, who said I was the cutest girl in the world? Who said that I would always be good friends! They are all fake! They are fake! They are fake..."
After saying these words dejectedly, her whole body could no longer bear it. She knelt on the ground with a bang, her weak shoulders trembling.
She had already spitted out all the things in her stomach just now, and there was nothing to vomit, but she was just retching, but she couldn't spit out anything.
Tears fell down. Huo Ziming saw her appearance and knew that no matter how she was, he could only lift her and walk towards his car.
Jasmine didn't know where she got the strength. She obviously had nothing in her stomach, but she was fighting with him like a crazy little beast: "Let me go! Let me go! Where are you going to take me? You pretend
If you don’t know me anymore, you pretend that everything you have in the past no longer exists, why are you doing good deeds? Get out! Get out of here! I never want to see you again!"
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Huo Ziming doesn't care about so many of hers. This woman seems to be crazy. Before she goes crazy, he must find a place to settle her down, otherwise, if someone is photographed, others will think that he has dumped this woman.
Woolen cloth!
Huo Ziming opened his car door, threw Jasmine, who was still crazy, on the passenger seat, and then he got into the driver's seat.
Jasmine still stared at him with her eyes: "Where are you going to take me? I don't want to take your car! I don't want to take it!" After she said that, she covered her throat and coughed dryly.
It was so uncomfortable. She had never been drunk before. The feeling of being drunk was so uncomfortable. The pain in her head was like a knife cut, which made her unable to think correctly. She vaguely felt that the person in front of her was Huo Ziming, but it was really
Is that true?
She could hardly tell whether everything was true or fantasy...