013 Don't toss people

When Duoxia arrived at the ward, No. 23 was sitting on a wooden bench in the ward with his long legs folded in a very casual posture and reading a book.

Looking at a big man with a slender and tall figure who is many times better than a little white face with a wooden bench, the picture is as discordant as it is, and as funny as it is.

In the gap between her looking at him, his clear gaze had swept over, looking at her clear face with a slight smile, he felt that she was really getting more and more stupid, silly and a little cute.

"What are you laughing at? He asked, dragging his fingers.

She "cut" and said, "Let's go, big brother, I've already completed the discharge procedures for you." ”

His torch-like gaze swept her empty-handed from top to bottom, and said angrily, "Eldest sister, you won't just let me wear this to be discharged from the hospital, right?!"

She looked at him in a blue hospital gown with vertical stripes, raised her eyebrows and said, "You're very good, others think it's a madman released from a mental hospital." ”

Then, she walked up to him, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Don't worry, sister is a doctor, follow sister, no one will arrest you back to the mental hospital." ”

In fact, she had already bought a few sets of clothes for him online last night, but they didn't arrive so quickly, so I guess it should arrive tomorrow.

He glared at her, her smile was so glaring that he didn't know which nerve he had miswired just now, and he thought she was cute.

Whoever fucking thinks she's cute in the future is a bastard!

"Count, you, ruthless!" he gritted his teeth and spit out three words, you are the first year of junior high school, don't blame the young master for being fifteen.

*****

The house where Duoxia lives is a four-bedroom apartment of 180 square meters, two bedrooms and two studies.

One study room contains her books and various materials, and the other study also contains her books and various materials.

When No. 23 stepped into her house, he was attracted by the simple and streamlined decoration style of her home, and the proper use of space, but he thought that if he had designed it, he could have undoubtedly designed it better and better.

She looked at the admiration on his face, and couldn't help but pause, "Yes, I asked a famous artist to design this house." ”

He glanced at her and said disdainfully, "I really don't know where the famous teacher you invited is the famous teacher." ”

Obviously I like it, and I'm so coquettish, I really don't know if this pretending to be a second young master has water in his head, she glared at him, "Then what did you mean by that expression just now?

He didn't pay attention to her immediately, just took off his shoes, and went directly barefoot to pour a glass of water to drink as if he were at home, and said lightly as he walked, "I never speak with a clear conscience." ”

She hissed and teased, "Yo, you still have a conscience? I thought your conscience was accidentally cut off by me when I was on the operating table, and I kept blaming myself." ”

After he finished pouring a glass of water, he suddenly changed his words, looked at her and asked very seriously, "Which room do I live in?"

She looked at him, his expressionless handsome face suddenly dazzled her eyes, she quickly closed her gaze, and said incorrectly, "Don't you suddenly change your style and become so serious, okay? ”

"Oh~ is it?" In an instant, he said that he would change, revealing a lewd (adulterous) smile.

She couldn't help but get goosebumps all over her body when she heard his infinite bag (lewdness), she squinted at him, resisting the urge to vomit, "You're still serious, although you're not used to it, but it's comfortable to listen to, don't toss people." ”

With that, she took him to the guest room.