Arnold didn't ask another word, and looked at Marco Polo with reproach in his eyes.
Marco Polo carefully put the splint on Arnold. When he reached for the strips of cloth, he suddenly heard Arnold speak.
"Don't use that one, just find some new ones!" Arnold said seriously, with clear eyes.
Marco Polo took the cloth over and smiled at Arnold, "You are so easy to be deceived. Do you believe whatever I say?"
"I don't believe what you say at all." Arnold said seriously, "In terms of seniority, I am Gan Mala's aunt. Although we are about the same grade. But even if I am not married to Hu Gechi, then I am still his.
aunt."
Arnold had seen the shadow of Luo Chen in Ganmala many times, but she understood that they were actually two people. This huge contrast made her feel very uncomfortable, but even so, she had to stay awake at all times.
Marco Polo's words just now made her fall into deep thought. Did she give Ganmala some other ambiguous signals that led to the current situation? Ganmala is still a child. In terms of age, they are only three years apart, but in terms of mental age
But there was a big difference. What's more, Ganmala was born in the year she first came here. She deeply understood that Ganmala was Zhenjin's son. Therefore, there could not be any other relationship between the two of them.
, this will make everyone suffer.
A gust of wind blew through the car curtains, and the curtains opened a gap. Through the gap, Arnold could see Gan Mala in the distance. He was still in the same embarrassment, and he still had the same demeanor. Even though they looked similar to Luo Chen, they were not the same person.
The knowledge and temperament of the two people are different, and even the accidents are different. Luo Chen can be said to be a precocious child when he was Gan Mala's age, but compared to Gan Mala, he is still relatively young. After all, there is a difference of hundreds of years.
, there is an invisible gap between education and environment. Apart from their looks, two people may not have anything in common.
She raised her eyes and looked at Marco Polo, without a trace of a smile on her face, and her cold voice was full of rudeness, "So, please, Mr. Marco Polo, please don't make such jokes with me again in the future, okay?"
Marco Polo was slightly surprised, "When did you learn our language?" If he remembered correctly, he had never taught Arnold to speak their language.
Arnold rolled his eyes at him. Although her English was not very good, she could still speak a few simple sentences, but she could not tell Marco Polo.
She took a deep breath. If she hadn't been a little angry just now, she wouldn't have revealed that she could speak English. "I met a guy from your place before and he taught me a few words. Besides, you can also learn our Chinese.
Why can’t I learn your bird language?”
Marco Polo felt the hostility in her words and looked at her for a long time, thinking in his mind when he had offended her? "Miss Amul, do you have some misunderstandings about me?"
Arnold was speechless for a moment, so he quickly changed the subject, "Can you help me with treatment quickly? I think I will leave soon." After that, she looked at Qianhe, "Sister Qianhe, do you want it?"
Are you going to follow along?"
Only now did Qian He have the chance to speak. The smell of gunpowder from Arnold just now was really strong. If she answered the question accidentally, she might be blown to pieces. At this time, she said, "Go, of course I want to go." She chose
Pulling up the curtains and looking out of the car, one must finally understand all of this.