My mother often lit his nose at home and said pamperedly: "You, you learned this bad temper from your father!"
Therefore, he extremely demanded perfection, although he tried his best to practice this calligraphy for a long time.
But if it gets dirty, it's like a waste.
He doesn't want imperfect things, what he needs must be flawless.
Especially, this is a gift for dad!
If it gets dirty, it's just garbage, so don't want it.
He ignored Jasmine and stood up on his own.
But Jasmine was even more panicked and pulled the corner of his clothes regardless of his image: "You... don't be angry... I, can I compensate you if I... I... I will compensate you whatever you want...
It's okay to make a lot of money... It's not OK, don't look like this..."
Huo Ziming turned his head coldly and stared at Moli's little hand that was pulling the corner of his clothes.
That little hand is actually as crystal clear as the doll's little hand, but in Huo Ziming's eyes, it is as hateful as the crow's claws.
He picked his lips: "Relax."
"Ah?" Jasmine was completely defeated by his light words, and looked at the boy's face blankly. The once proud princess was no longer seen, and tears rolled in her eyes.
"I said, Your Highness, not everything can be bought with money." Huo Ziming looked at the little girl with a red face, with a cold expression, and didn't look like a ten-year-old boy at all, "and the real princess, too
Not so cheesy.”
"I...I...I..." Jasmine's lips were dry, and she didn't know what to say.
Huo Ziming sneered and lowered his head to leave.
But at this moment, Huo Ziming and Jasmine discovered that Huo Ziming's white sneakers were also stained with ink.
Jasmine seemed to be crying now.
Huo Ziming didn't say anything, but left.
Jasmine followed behind: "That, your shoes... I'll compensate you..." Speaking of this, she suddenly remembered that Huo Ziming just laughed at her vulgarity and only knew how to use money, so she quickly changed her words, "I'll take it home and ask someone to help you
Wash...must wash..."
"No, princess."
"Then..." Jasmine mustered up all her courage and shouted, "I'll wash you..."
The whole audience was shocked.
The princess said she wanted to wash shoes for people?
It was like the sun hitting the south, and the princess didn't even pick the fish bones herself...
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But Huo Ziming had already strode away and walked to the door. The old servant of his family was already guarding there, holding a pair of brand new sneakers in his hand.
I don't know why it's so fast.
Huo Ziming threw down his original shoes, changed into clean shoes, and ordered coldly: "Don't throw them away, garbage."
The old servant replied respectfully: "Yes, Master."
Jasmine looked at this scene blankly and remembered that she said she wanted to wash her. She had never washed her shoes for anyone in her life, and she had never washed her father's shoes.
But in his eyes, it was all garbage, all garbage...
She finally rushed out of the door, hid in her private clothing room, and cried.
From then on, Jasmine never talked to Huo Ziming again.
The girls in the class all talked about the good show that day. Everyone knew that the princess liked Huo Ziming, but the prince ignored her at all.
It's so cool!!!!!!
Jasmine also knew that everyone was talking about this and her mood became darker.