Bai Mo came back to his senses, a little embarrassed, and hurriedly cleared his throat, and then said with a straight face: "Shi'an now everyone respects me, why don't you avoid suspicion?" ”

He was relaxed, calmly holding the teacup, and asked her with a smile: "What do you think?" ”

This person is really difficult to communicate!

Bai Mo smiled helplessly: "If I know, what else do I ask you to do?" ”

"Do you believe me when I say you?" He spoke like the 10th wonder of the world, with his characteristic banter and teasing.

It was really enjoyable in less than five minutes.

Bai Mo looked at the large table of delicious food in front of him, and smiled patiently and bitterly: "I'm not you." ”

He burst out laughing, clenched his right hand into a fist, put it in front of his mouth, and coughed several times.

Bai Mo guessed that he was choked by his own saliva because he was suddenly overstimulated, but in order to sit on the elegant high platform, he was like this.

Bai Mo was almost choked by saliva, her heart was beating fast, and she didn't know where she was in an instant, she only thought faintly, sure enough, the ancients said to keep warm and think about that, which is not false at all.

She had just eaten enough, and she almost couldn't extricate herself when she looked at other people's beautiful faces.

She always thought that even if she was not a chaste martyr, she would be single-minded, but Yunsheng had only been in the United States for a few days, and she had reached such a dirty point that she had no ability to resist at all for beauty!

She sighed and stood up suddenly.

He was startled, and was stunned for a moment before asking, "What are you doing?" ”

"I'm too full to sit down," Bai Mo wiped his mouth with the tissue he gave, and made an excuse, but thinking that the mountain was high and the road was far away, and he was coming by someone else's car, and he had to take a people's car back, so he smiled busily and humbly, "I'll go down for a walk." ”

Without waiting for him to reply, she went downstairs directly, walked a little hurriedly, and hit the corner of the stairs hard, and suddenly swollen up a big bag.

Sitting on a bench in the doorway, he took a popsicle and handed it to her.

Bai Mo shook his head: "I don't want to eat it." ”

"In addition to eating, this can also be used to apply your pig's head." He just threw it over.

Bai Mo grimaced and took it and put it on his head.

"Does it matter?" The proprietress ran over and said to him with an anxious face, "Why don't you go to the hospital to take a picture?" ”

"How can it be so delicate?" Bai Mo shook his head again and again and said with a smile, "It's okay." ”

"I'm too small in this place." The proprietress patted her on the shoulder and looked back at him.

He also shook his head: "I'll take care of it, you're busy with you." ”

With this sentence, the proprietress left with peace of mind.

Bai Mo smiled bitterly, but he was much more sober.

Yun Sheng risked her life to win the competition, in order for her to go to the United States, she just hit her head, a bag the size of a quail egg, it hurt so much, no matter how serious the injury was, it was just a grin, he was so badly injured at that time, and he didn't know what the pain should be.

"I'll take you to the hospital." He took her arm and walked away, vigorously.

"No, you don't." Bai Mo subconsciously pushed his hand away, smiled lightly, and said softly, "It's just a little thing." ”

He stopped and looked back at her, very serious.

"I'm honest." She had to start explaining.

He looked at her coldly, and after a while, he asked again, "That's the care you learned with that athlete, right?" ”

"You've had enough!" Bai Mo glanced at him, "The left sentence is an athlete, another sentence is an athlete, what's wrong with the athlete?" Is there anything wrong with him pursuing his dreams on his own? What did I offend you? ”

He looked at her with a deep look on his face and gritted his teeth.

"I think that there is a difference between rich and poor, and there is also a difference between high and low, but high and low have never been judged by wealth." Bai Mo snorted, turned around and got into the car.

On the way back to the city, it was quiet, Bai Mo puffed out his cheeks and sulked alone, but he drove like no one else.

When he got out of the car, Bai Mo slammed the door hard to show his dissatisfaction, but he still drove the car away as if he didn't see it.