"He is crazy!" Yin Shou cursed in a low voice, Bei Ming Sheng didn't want to live anymore! He actually ran to the imperial capital, but Yin Shou quickly thought that Bei Ming Sheng risked his life to come to the imperial capital, could it be for Xia Mi Mian again? !
This time, Bei Mingsheng asked Yin Shou to draw graffiti marks on the wall. Does Bei Ming Sheng still want Yin Shou to rob Xia Mi Mian
Yinshou got up, his voice was a little cold and he said to thin, "Do you have a pen on your body?"
As the president of the company, Bo Yan would naturally carry a pen with him. He handed the Montblanc pen in his pocket to Yinshou.
Yinshou directly removed the pen and spilled the ink on the graffiti marks. After the graffiti marks were hidden by the ink and the original appearance was no longer visible, Yinshou lowered his head again and reinstalled the pen in his hand. go back.
As a result, he found that he had taken the pen just too violently, and now the pen can't be put back in.
Yinshou twitched his mouth. He glanced at the brand of fountain pens, Montblanc, one of the most expensive fountain pens in the world, and it was a 19th-century antique...
"This pen, how much will you pay if it breaks..." Yin Shou turned his head and asked.
Bo Yan smiled, "About 1.6 million."
Yinshou’s little heart trembled. Now he is no longer a person who needs wind or rain under the command of Beiming Sheng. He will pay 1.6 million yuan if he breaks a pen... Yinshou feels a little liver pain …
However, Bo Yan saw that his pen was broken, and the smile on his face remained undiminished. He comforted Yinshou:
"It's okay, no need to pay."
Silver Hunter: "..." Damn! Bo Yan is really good to him...
"It's okay to pay for meat from tonight," Bo Yan continued.
Yinshou: "..." He tried to treat the pen in his hand as a thin word and smashed it!
In the dark night, darkness flows, but in a sunny place, there is no trace of darkness...
The get out of class bell rang and the teacher left the classroom. Xia Weimian got up from her seat. The moment she stood up, she felt her scalp numb, cold sweat leaked from her back, and Xia Weimian's whole body swayed. She supported the desk with both hands. , I didn't let myself fall directly from the seat to the ground.
"Mianmian, what's wrong with you?" Sumeira asked her, raising her head.
Xia Weimian shook her head to Xu Misha. She stretched out her hand and touched her forehead. Her forehead was a bit hot, but the sweat on her forehead was ice.
Xia Weimian sat back in her position again, unscrewed the cup with perseverance, and took a sip of water.
"Recently, I seem to have a little low blood sugar." Xia Weimian said to Sumeru.
Sumeira was packing up the textbook. She suddenly thought of something, and whispered to Xia Weimian, "Don't you have it?"
Xia Weimian almost didn't get choked by what Xumeisa said!
"I didn't!" She held the water glass, her voice was small but extremely firm, Xia Weimian added, "I went to the hospital to check it out."
"Ah..." When Sumeira heard Xia Weixian's words, she was relieved in her heart. After all, she didn't want Xia Weixian to be a mother so early.
Sumeira approached Xia Weimian and whispered in her ear:
"You and Young Master Ye have to be more restrained, I think you seem to be getting weaker and weaker recently."
Xia Weimian was holding the water cup and blushed all over. She and Ye Juexi hadn't done anything recently, but Xia Weimian felt it herself. It seemed that something was wrong with her body...