Before the old man could speak, Wen Jiming behind him sneered lightly, "You still want to buy things without money?"

Su Qingjia: "......" Isn't there still Alipay?

"Are you trying to get revenge on me for not bringing money with me last time I ate?"

...... "Do you think that everyone's hearts are as sinister as you?"

Wen Jiming didn't speak again, took out his wallet and paid for it.

Then Su Qingjia watched as Wen Jiming stretched out his sinful hand and took the two faces over, and then turned around and left.

Su Qingjia pursed her lips, followed Wen Jiming's side, and asked him, "What about my one...... Won't you give it to me?"

Wen Jiming turned his head, his eyes were a little incredulous, "Why did I give it to you for no reason when I spent money to buy it?"

“...... But. "It's nothing, Su Qingjia changed his tone, "I will transfer money to you by Alipay, can I just buy it from you?"

The two of them walked out of the corridor where the handicrafts work, Wen Jiming stopped on the side of the road and frowned solemnly, "You are buying and selling, do you know?"

Su Qingjia: "......" Koko, I want to grab it directly when you say this.

"Do you want to give it?"

Wen Jiming still frowned, "Your attitude is so bad." ”

Su Qingjia: "......" My attitude could be worse, believe it or not?

Wen Jiming didn't tell her anymore, held the two faces in his hands steadily, and left.

Hurriedly catching up, Su Qingjia's eyes seemed to be glued to the noodle man, "If you like it, just keep your own one, why are you holding me, do you want to see things and think about people?"

Wen Jiming seemed to be frightened by Su Qingjia's words of seeing things and thinking about people, and his footsteps stopped, looking at Su Qingjia with a strange and meaningful expression.

After Su Qingjia finished speaking, he also regretted it, and was stared at by Wen Jiming's strange eyes again, and he was even more worried in his heart, "I said nonsense." ”

"Oh. ”

Oh what do you mean, then do you give it to me or not? Su Qingjia ran after Wen Jiming.

Wen Jiming is tall and has long legs, he takes one step, Su Qingjia has to run two steps, and she is so tired that she can't breathe.

"Huh. She called out to him from behind, "You wait for me, I can't keep up with you." ”

After taking two more steps, Su Qingjia simply stopped moving, stopped in place, Wen Jiming turned around, suddenly his eyes changed, and he ran towards Su Qingjia quickly, shouting as he ran, "Get out of the way." ”

Su Qingjia was puzzled, seeing Wen Jiming staring at her somewhere, she subconsciously got out of the way, but when she looked back, she found a motorcycle speeding behind her.

She panicked, tripped on her foot, and when she was about to fall, she was pulled by Wen Jiming and fell into his arms at once.

Wen Jiming turned around with Su Qingjia in his arms and protected her in his arms, but he was shaved on the arm by the motorcycle.

On the motorcycle was a young man with dyed hair in colorful colors, and when he saw that he had hit someone in an accident, the car stopped business and did not stop, but accelerated and ran away.

The people around him who saw this scene hurriedly gathered around to see if the two people were injured.

Su Qingjia was fine, but Wen Jiming's entire left arm was stained red with blood.

Su Qingjia was so frightened that he didn't dare to touch Wen Jiming's injured arm, and he didn't ask Wen Jiming if he was okay in the first sentence, and shouted to the crowd while shedding tears: "Who has a car, can you take us to the hospital?"

"I have, I have. Someone in the crowd drove over and parked on the side of the road, Su Qingjia hurriedly helped Wen Jiming to sit in the back seat of the car, "How is your injury, is it serious?"

Wen Jiming's arm hung to one side, his face was pale, but his expression was calmer than anyone else, and he comforted Su Qingjia: "I didn't suffer any major injuries, I just made a cut, just go to the hospital and bandage it, don't worry too much." ”

Although he said so, Su Qingjia was at a loss in his heart, and he was still asking Wen Jiming if his wound hurt after disinfection and bandaging in the hospital.

Wen Jiming only wore a white shirt, the left sleeve was cut, revealing his entire arm after bandaging, and touched Su Qingjia's head with his right hand, "I'm fine, it hurts a little, but it's not unbearable." Don't cry. ”

"It really doesn't hurt?" Su Qingjia was a little unconvinced, she had seen the scratched cut just now, it was about ten centimeters long, and it was hideous and turned over bloody flesh, and it was scary to look at.

Thinking about it, she was sorry and afraid, but fortunately the wound was not deep and did not hurt the bones, otherwise Wen Jiming would have suffered a lot.

"Thank you. She sniffed, her voice was a little hoarse, her tear-washed eyes were clear, and she saw Wen Jiming's heart softened into a handful of water.

"I'm a big man, and I can still hurt you? you can't like me for nothing, right?" he smiled, "Don't have a burden in your heart, this injury is not serious, just take care of it for a few days." ”

"Well, don't cry. He touched her head again.

Su Qingjia didn't hide this time, and obediently let him touch it, his eyes drifting everywhere.

Suddenly, I caught a glimpse of the two-faced man on the bedside table of the hospital bed.

The noodle man was also well protected by Wen Jiming, and there was no blood at all.

Wen Jiming followed her gaze, raised his eyebrows, and suddenly asked her, "Do you still want it?"

Su Qingjia nodded, wanted, wanted more.

He picked both men up from the bedside table. Su Qingjia would definitely be able to grab it if she went to grab it at this time, but she didn't reach out to grab it this time, and looked at Wen Jiming.

"This time was good. Wen Jiming met her wet gaze, his red eyes were like rabbits, and he laughed, "I know Huairou's policy." ”

He generously took out one, and then handed it to Su Qingjia, "Okay, I'll give you one." ”

"......" Su Qingjia didn't answer, "Why are you giving me this of yours, I only want my one." ”

Wen Jiming looked very considerate of her, "Don't you want to see things and think about people?"

He was so improper, Su Qingjia relaxed and could joke: I'm afraid that watching it will scare me into nightmares every day.

"No, it won't. Wen Jiming talked nonsense in a serious manner: "As the book says, every face carries a soul in it." ”

Su Qingjia: "...... "I don't read much, don't lie to me, which book says what you say?"

Wen Jiming continued to talk nonsense: "From now on, in a certain sense, this noodle person is me, you put it on the bedside, so that in the future, I can watch you every night, tell you stories for free, and go to your dreams to find you, and I don't have to let you work hard to see things and think about people anymore, are you happy?"

Su Qingjia: "......" is worthy of being written, and the imagination is so rich.

She didn't answer, and looked directly at Wen Jiming.

"It doesn't look like you want to. Wen Jiming was about to put it away.

"Ahh Su Qingjia snatched the noodle man from Wen Jiming's hand and pouted, "It's better than nothing." ”

Wen Jiming put away Su Qingjia's face, "That's just right, you and me." By the way, don't forget to transfer money to me by Alipay. ”

Su Qingjia: "......, or I'll give it back to you."