Chapter 113

Ji'an has already figured out the lines for ridicule.

She pretended to be ill, and so did Beiming Shilan, who did not innovate.

Beiming Shaoxi was cheated by her. How could she believe Beiming Shilan? She can expose her faults at will!

However, when she saw lying on the bed, her cheek was so swollen that it was like a steamed bun that she couldn't speak.

"Brother, have you come to see me?" Beiming poem LAN like Barbie doll closed long eyelashes, heard the sound of footsteps, slowly opened his eyes.

Face to face with Ji An's enlarged face --

Ji wants to see if her face is really swollen or not.

The fingers poked and pinched.

The poetry of the North Sea cries out with pain.

Ji An is a professional make-up artist. She can't hide the truth from her.

Obviously, this face is really swollen into buns.

"What a pain Beiming Shilan glanced at the Beiming Shaoxi behind her and asked weakly and sadly, "what are you doing here? You want to hit me? "

"Did you slap yourself in the face?"

"What?" Beiming poetry haze tears hazy, pretending not to understand.

"I've beaten you so many times. Why isn't your face swollen?" Ji'an quality questions!

"How do you know it's not swollen?" the boss said sarcastically

Ji'an was surprised: "is your face swollen?" I can't see it at all!

She held out two hands and felt the face of Beiming Shaoxi

Sure enough, the right face is a little higher than the left.

Because how much more she hit her right face?

Ji'an looks at her palm inexplicably. Does she have such an internal skill? How many slaps did you know?

"The second lady's skin is delicate and can be broken by blowing bullets. The leaves will cut her hands..." Porti's mammy didn't want to see Ji'an at first. After knowing that she bullied the second miss, she certainly didn't like her any more.

Beiming poetry LAN listen in the ear, more than surprised! Ji An gave her brother a lot of slaps?

"I pushed her down last night, and she didn't break her head. Now it's wrapped into a sweet potato. Who believes it?"

"Brother, she beat me and scolded me for sweet potato..." Beiming poem LAN sad wipe tears.

"Sweet potato all cried, how could I call you! Do you dare to take the bandage off for me to identify? "

"Why should I listen to you?"

"I'm afraid I can't tear it down?" Ji'an insisted on the idea in his heart, "you are really insidious. You provoked me to be beaten and pretended to be ill and framed me!"

"Brother, I was hurt like this. She didn't feel guilty, but she accused me..." Beiming poem LAN bit the lower lip, a face of grievance.

"What does Mr. Beiming think? You were there yesterday Ji'an picked his lips and sneered, "she really pretended, and she framed me last night. If you don't believe it, you can open her bandage and see it. "

Beiming Shaoxi's eyes are fixed on her. He is not more willing to believe in Beiming Shilan

It's the ghost head of Ji'an. He never guessed through it.

"Open the bandage." He gave cold orders to the doctor.

"Brother --!" Beiming Shi Lan was shocked, "don't you believe me?"

"I want to see how much the injury is." "There's no question about who to believe in," he said

"If I do get hurt, she needs to apologize to me!" The second lady changed her position and lay on the pillow, and the bandage was uncovered in circles.

When the lamp was on, there was a strong smell of blood and ointment on her head.

The doctor used tweezers to carefully peel off the blood stained hair, revealing half of the finger long wound, which had just been sutured.

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