"What's wrong? Is the face so ugly? His eyebrows frowned slightly, and his voice was actually caring, acting as if it was real!

I was so angry that I laughed, "What an acting school." ”

"What do you think?"

Poof—didn't you really hear me sarcastically mocking him? And he can't be modest?!

I had a mouthful of blood stuck in my throat and stared at him, and I was about to be angry with him if I didn't talk about anything.

He looked at my eyes slightly open, and quickly looked away from the road, and I was wondering, he actually laughed out loud.

I instantly exploded and yelled at him, "What are you laughing at?!" ”

Seriously, it's mentally retarded to ask a question at this time, because what else can he laugh at but laugh at me? But I can't help it!

He didn't speak, just smiled and opened the locker with one hand and took out something and handed it to me.

I wrinkled my eyebrows and lowered my head, and my eyes were the sunglasses that I had left on his car yesterday, and I subconsciously reached out to pick them up.

It was only when I took it that he said, "You put it on before you talk to me." ”

My hand squeezing my sunglasses shook instantly, because I remembered that I was glaring at him with those swollen single eyelid eyes......

"Team Qiu." The voice came out, calm and abnormal, but my heart was turbulent and stormy, and I wanted to kill people.

"Huh?"

...... "Huh?" He's still huh? "If I had a knife now, I'd definitely give you two!"

He glanced sideways at me, didn't speak, but opened the compartment again, and reached for something and handed it to me.

I lowered my eyes and looked at the military dagger with a soft leather shell in his hand, and my lips opened slightly, and I instantly petrified.

"Now, don't you want a knife?"

...... "Who am I going to say, do you want to be so serious?"

"Hmph." He snorted through his nose, withdrew his hand and threw the dagger back into the storage box, making a snapping sound, "Second." ”

"......" seconds, seconds?! What the hell, I, I......

My chest hurts, my stomach hurts, my stomach hurts, I twisted my eyebrows and raised my left hand, pressed the ribs that were also faintly painful from anger, and put on my sunglasses with my trembling right hand, "Okay, okay, I'm cowardly!" You're amazing! You're awesome! ”

I said, leaning back and looking out the window, "From now on, don't talk to me, I don't want to talk to you, I don't want to talk to you!" ”

"I haven't said a word yet, you've said a bunch of things yourself, are you sure you don't want to speak to me?"

“！！！” I clenched my fingertips tightly, trying to hold the almost rushing roar down my throat, ignoring him.

"Hey—annoyed, embarrassed, and angry, what are you?"

"......" Lao Tzu likes to be angry and angry, happy and angry, what's wrong? What's in your way? If you don't accept it, give me two knives! Knives you have! A matter of reaching out!

"Xiao Xu, you are so naïve, how did this reporter do it for five years?"

“！！” What did Lao Tzu do to explain to you? Which onion do you count?!

"By the way, that Chen Xin ......"

At the mention of Chen Xin, I couldn't hold back at all, and turned my head and yelled at him, "Enough!" ”

He turned his head to look at me, his expression was not painful or itchy, and his eyes were puzzled, "What is enough?" ”

Ahh I'm going crazy! How can there be such people in the world?!

"The surname is Qiu! Don't push me! I ......"

"Are you even afraid of yourself when you go crazy? It's an old line. ”

"Ahhhh It was an itchy urge to bite everything, to rush out with all the strength of the whole body, and even to hit the wall with his head.