After riding for a while, she felt a little more proficient. When she was about to speed up, a wolfish figure suddenly appeared from the bushes on the side and hit her tire.
Then, before she could see the other person's face clearly, the person lay motionless in front of the car.
"..."
Su Qiao was stunned, with one foot on the ground and one hand holding the bicycle handle.
Is this a touch of porcelain, a touch of porcelain, or a touch of porcelain?
She was riding so slowly, before she started to accelerate, and she was not driving a car, a van, or a truck. Just the touch of such a small tire caused her to fall to the ground and faint?
444 was also stunned for a while.
I was originally discussing with Su Qiao how to make money in the future, but a big surprise suddenly fell from the sky.
[Hahaha, the way Great Demon King appears is too special. Have we encountered anything like this before?]
He actually came to touch the porcelain host. Is this guy going to seek death like this?
Aren't you afraid of being repaired badly?
[Could he be a little bastard in this plane? But looking at the style and material of the clothes, they don't look much alike.]
But will rich people play this kind of porcelain game?
Unless there is something else.
The people on the ground closed their eyes and stretched their bodies on the ground, and they didn't wake up for a long time.
Su Qiao could only get off the bike, put the bike away, walked over and kicked it gently with his toes. "Hey, wake up, if you don't wake up, I will run over you."
What a cruel heart!
His Little Ya head is indeed the most special.
Ding Jihan, who was curled up, immediately held his stomach and rolled. "Ouch, ouch, my stomach hurts so much, I must have hit my stomach."
"You hit someone and you were so mean. Why are you so bad? The world is really in decline, and people's hearts are not as good as they used to be!"
444 was about to die laughing.
Even if you are acting, you should act more realistically.
However, Great Demon King from this plane seems quite interesting.
"Then what do you want now?"
Su Qiao took two steps back to prevent him from holding his legs and howling ghostly.
Ding Jihan, who was secretly reaching out and trying to hug her legs. "..."
Why is his head Little Ya so smart?
Helpless, Ding Jihan could only turn over and sit up, holding his stomach and sighing plaintively:
"For poor wage earners like us, if we get injured, we will have to lose several days of work, and we will lose several days of earnings. We may even have our attendance deducted, be fined, or be fired."
Hehe, his money was deducted and his job was lost. Are you planning to rely on her?
Su Qiao found it funny and angry.
"I'll take you to the hospital now."
Ding Jihan quickly covered his butt. "I... I don't want to go to the hospital. I'm most afraid of injections."
[Hahaha, why is he covering his butt? Does the injection mean he will be spanked? This guy is a little too funny.]
Su Qiao rolled his eyes at it. "You are stupid. At this time, most people who go to the hospital get injections, and those who get infusions are those who are serious or hospitalized."
444 was choked.
It really didn't occur to me.
However, although the host said harshly, he still defended Great Demon King in his heart.
"Then I'll give you the money."
"Whether you go to the hospital yourself or not, don't come to me again."
Su Qiao took out a small floral cloth wallet from his pocket, took out fifty yuan and stuffed it into his hand, then pushed the bicycle and left.
Seeing her showing no nostalgia and looking like she would never look back, Ding Jihan squeezed a few paper notes in her hand.
His wife still has such a personality.
He gritted his teeth and felt completely shameless. He suddenly hugged his leg and screamed in pain, "Ouch, my leg seems to be injured too."