Yin Yijie didn't say anything, as if it was not him who bleed, or that it was not blood, but sweat, or other irrelevant things.
Arrogant and stubborn, unmoved. But I could guess that the anger in his heart was suppressing.
No one paid attention to her, Fan Shanshan had to turn around and call the person next to her and said, "Go and get the medicine box, call me for first aid. Jerry's injury is just right. If he loses blood again, his condition will worsen. Dad, Jerry and I will go to the hospital."
The dozen or twenty black suits around them were all cast iron, motionless, and no one paid attention to Fan Shanshan.
Fan Shanyun raised his sleeve and wiped the blood for Yin Yijie. Suddenly his shoulders thrust, and cried while crying: "Dad, don't treat Jerry like this. I believe him, things must not be what you think. Send Jerry to the hospital quickly"[
This one-man show is too dull and I don’t understand it very much. Grandma often sings a sing a sing a sing a sing a sing a sing a sing a sing a sing a sing a sing a sing a sing a sing a sing a sing a sing a sing a sing a sing a sing a sing a sing a sing a sing a
Who to show it?
If this is true, I guess Yin Yijie is not grateful. Although he was forced, he still insisted on his own position and refused to compromise.
"He is a man, and it's not that easy to die." Hei Nao finally spoke, unable to tell whether he was satisfied or dissatisfied.
"Dad, forget it." Looking at Yin Yijie's temples, blood kept coming out, Fan Shanyun probably was really crying.
I didn't cry, I didn't know how to think about it. The riddles and farces made me unable to react. I just happened to see it.
Perhaps, Yin Yijie had a clear idea in his heart, and he had his own opinions, so I didn’t have to worry about it.
So, I don't have to cry.
"Tell me, how are you going to comply with the contract?" Hei Nao won the game and his tone was a little relieved.
Yin Yijie let Fan Shanqian wipe him randomly, pulled the corner of his mouth, and after a while, he said in a deep voice: "Come according to the rules."
The four words are like four pieces of ice, clean, cold, without emotion, without connotation, broken in the air, making people understand each other. Yin Yijie's face is still the same, as if the sentence was not what he said, or with
He has nothing to do with.
"Okay!" Black head slapped the handrail hard, raised his hand high, pointing out to the country, "On New Year's Day, take advantage of the time when Shinya is here, get engaged."