Chapter 3: I'm Hurt

Everyone has a love for beauty, and when a beautiful man comes to the door, she always has to talk to each other well.

It was probably Yan Mo's frowning and scrutinizing gaze for a while that made Qin Yu a little uncomfortable, and his good-looking sword eyebrows suddenly twisted slightly, and he said clearly, "Classmate, please help me pick up the ball." ”

In the past, as long as Qin Yu opened his mouth, regardless of men and women, he would always be extra attentive to help him do things.

But now, after his words fell, Yan Mo was motionless, just a pair of eyes, still staring at Qin Yu.

Qin Yu raised his eyebrows a little displeased, and glanced at Yan Mo with disgust.

The body is thin and thin, his face is pale without a trace of blood, and the other party is ...... Sick?

Qin Yu hesitated, the corners of his cold and hard lips curved slightly, and he said clearly, "Need help?" ”

When Yan Mo heard this, he was not polite at all, and grinned at Qin Yu, revealing eight small white teeth, "I was injured, you smashed it, and you have to be responsible to the end." Yan Mo's face was pale, and the pain made her unable to maintain her previous free and uninhibited, but the words she said were still crisp and neat, and no one could question them.

The look on Qin Yu's face froze, obviously he didn't expect that this pitiful-looking guy in front of him would fall for him because of that ball!

Qin Yu snorted lightly, wanting to ignore it, but his gaze inadvertently swept towards Yan Mo's body, but he saw a pool of blood where she had sat before......

Suddenly, Qin Yu's beautiful sword eyebrows furrowed even more. Really, hurt?

Today's Yan Mo is dressed as a boy, with short hair and a face as white as paper, Qin Yu would never have thought that a boy would come to his aunt. Therefore, he subconsciously believed Yan Mo's words.

Although Qin Yu has a habit of cleanliness and has no good impression of the skinny sissy in front of him, he was injured by him, and he can't really ignore it.

At that moment, Qin Yu frowned slightly, and said lightly, "What do you want?" ”

Yan Mo pressed his stomach, which was almost painful, and pulled the corners of his lips evilly, "Go and buy me a bag of aunt towels." ”

Hearing Yan Mo's words, Qin Yu's eyes when he looked at Yan Mo suddenly became extremely strange, and even his voice had a hint of questioning, "Auntie, mother, towel?!" ”

A big boy, what kind of aunt towel do you want!?

Under Qin Yu's idiot gaze, Yan Mo gently hooked the corners of his lips without being surprised, and said unhurriedly, "I hurt there, you smashed my brother, and now the bleeding is not stopping, the happiness of the rest of my life may be gone, it is too much to use you to buy an aunt's towel?" ”

When Yan Mo said this, his face was really not red and his heart was not beating, how calm he was, but Qin Yu, who was asked to buy a pack of aunt towels, was really difficult to calm down.

He smashed and injured Yan Mo's brother?! Why is his ball so short-sighted?

Under Qin Yu's colorful expression, Yan Mo raised his swollen face that had become a pig's head, but a pair of black eyes stared at Qin Yu deadly, with a sneer at the corners of his lips, "Don't worry, you just went to buy me a pack of aunt towels, and you didn't want you to compensate me for my mental losses and physical injuries." ”

It was probably Yan Mo's later words that affected Qin Yu, Qin Yu slowly narrowed his eyes, nodded slowly, and said slowly, "Okay, you wait." ”

Qin Yu turned around and left, while Yan Mo was squatting on the ground with his stomach in his arms, wishing that his whole body was shrinking into a ball.