The doctor looked at the data on the brain and said worriedly:

"Again, your previous concerns are indeed necessary, although Miss Song's body looks fine on the surface, in fact, all the data are not very good, and there are even signs of slippery tires."

"If I'm not mistaken, it's probably a result of poor nutrition as a child. In short, don't have a lot of exercise recently, the most important thing is to keep her in a good mood, and don't let her fluctuate too much, so as not to affect the child. ”

When Muse returned to the office, the other doctors who had followed him had already left, and Song Jin was the only one left in the room.

may have not seen the muse come back for a long time, and was worried that no one in this office was watching, and these confidential documents would be stolen, Song Jin did not go back to the lounge to sleep, but nestled on the sofa and fell asleep.

The muse's eyebrows moved slightly, and his eyes were rippling.

When he came in, she seemed to be alert in advance, her brow moved slightly, and she was about to wake up, and the muse went over and stroked her slightly frowning brow, and whispered in her ear, "It's me, sleep." ”

Song Jin closed his eyes, didn't know what he muttered in a daze, and after speaking, he really fell asleep again.

Museton smiled dumbly, then curled his thin lips.

What she said was, I know.

I know it's you.

The white fingertips passed through her hair, combing it one by one, and the scalp was gently pulled by the hair, like a massage, very comfortable.

Seeing that she fell into a deep sleep and even breathed very lightly, the muse took off the Buddhist bead from her wrist and put it back on her hand.

The bead flickered a few times, as if in protest, but probably sensing the Muse's command not to be resisted, it had to aggrieved and strengthen the soul of its enemy.

Song Jin woke up again, and it was already four hours later.

Before she went to sleep, it was still bright, and when she woke up, it was completely dark outside.

didn't wait for Song Jin's literary and artistic emotion: "It's really like an arrow, time is like a shuttle, why is Lao Tzu's good youth wasted on sleeping?" Then he caught a touch of navy blue beads.

Song Jin: "......"

How did this get to her?!!

Could it be that when she fell asleep, she snatched the muse's Buddha beads?

No, she's sleeping, she's not getting drunk and going crazy,, she can't be sleepwalking while sleeping, right?

She clearly remembered that before going to bed, she slept on the sofa, why did she come to bed in a blink of an eye?

That... Is the Muse still alive?

You won't be beaten to death by sleepwalking, right?

It's no wonder that Song Jin thinks so, the main thing is that she has no injuries on her body, and she has an extra string of Buddhist beads.

Since it was she who sleepwalked and robbed the muse's Buddha beads, it was either the muse who died, or she died, and now she is not dead, then the muse... Probably dead.

Otherwise, with that man's cautious character, she robbed him of his things, how can she sleep well in bed now, she would have been tied into a caterpillar by him!

Song Jin didn't have time to think too much, got up and got out of bed, walked out of the door, first looked behind the desk, didn't see anyone, his eyes flickered, and soon he saw the muse lying on the sofa, he closed his eyes, the eyelashes that fell on his eyelids were black and long, and his face was a little pale for some reason.

Song Jin: "......"

No way?

She... Did you really cripple people?

Look at this little white face, it can't be an internal injury, right?

I'm going to die.

"Brother, you... Are you okay? ”

Song Jin wanted to cry without tears, "I didn't mean to, I really didn't." ”

The muse opened his eyes strangely, and his voice was a little hoarse, "...... What the? ”

"Although I hit you while sleepwalking, it's none of my business! Really, I don't know anything! ”

"......" is such a mess, the muse is about to be laughed at.

Originally, the IQ was not high, but here are two of them, and I don't know if I can return to normal levels in the future.

"And this thing," Song Jin took off the beads and wanted to return them to him, "I don't know how it got into my hands." ”

The muse glanced at the bead, "It's okay, you wear it." ”

"Isn't that okay?" Song Jinxin said that Lao Tzu finally threw this goods back, why did it come back to me, "You are its owner after all......"

The muse narrowed his eyes, "Then you ask it who you want to recognize as its master." ”

The dark blue pattern of the Buddha beads flickered a few times, and secretly moved to the muse, and was glanced at by the muse, and crawled back to Song Jin's wrist crying.

Song Jin: "......"

"That's not right, is it?" Song Jin scratched his head, "Doesn't it hate me very much?" ”

She stretched out her fingertips and poked the Buddha beads, "Brother Zhu, did you take the wrong medicine?" Is there still salvation? ”

The Buddha bead ignored her at all, pretending to be dead and holding Song Jin's wrist, no matter how Song Jin took it off, one didn't pay attention to it, and the Buddha bead crawled back to her wrist, which was very obvious, expressing his love for her.

But Song Jin actually saw the taste of gritting his teeth and being unwilling from it.

“......”

If you're not reconciled, you will go back, why do you rely on me? Touching porcelain?

However, I have to say that as soon as the Buddha beads came back, Song Jin's spirit was much better, she didn't float anymore when she walked, and her whole body was full of energy.

Watching the young lady every day, it has no practical use except for fully expressing its inner obscenity and perversion.

Song Jin really didn't want to admit that this thing was the embodiment of her soul.

Seeing that the Buddha beads refused to get off her hand the rest of the time except for her bathing and going to the toilet, Song Jin also gave up, how about love! But in the end, I was still afraid that my fellow countryman would die, and Song Jin had nothing to do when he was idle, so he tinkered with Buddhist beads.

"Brother Zhu, let's have a discussion," Song Jin saw that the muse didn't look at it, and said to the Buddha bead in a low voice,

"Do you think you can give birth to a son? You don't need to be as big, it's okay to be smaller, otherwise I have Buddha beads, your master doesn't, what if he is unbalanced one day and troubles me? I can't beat him, I can't scold him, doesn't it make it clear that I can only let him bully. ”

Buddha beads: "......"

Doesn't it want to?

If only I could give birth early!

No one knows the soul of the muse better than the Buddha beads, which are part of the soul of the muse, and also know the state of the soul of the muse.

Therefore, every time Song Jin went to take a bath or go to the toilet, the Buddha beads were thrown into the arms of their own masters non-stop, compared to Song Jin, in the eyes of the Buddha beads, the soul of their own masters was more precarious.

This sense of crisis can be felt even by the soul beads that have been separated.

I don't know if Song Jin found out about this, in short, she took an extra long bath, I don't know, I thought she died inside.

Unfortunately, a string of Buddhist beads for two people is completely insufficient.

In particular, Buddha beads can also be tired and need to rest.