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The hands that held his wrists were retracted, and Chu Ci coughed lightly, "If you want to do so much, why don't you plant strawberries with me?" ”

Saying this, Chu Ci bent down to pick up the experimental report that had fallen to the ground and the information on that kind of strawberry.

Zhao Jinhuai was pushed, stood firm, looked down at Chu Ci who was squatting, and his expression was slightly strange when he heard this.

In the end, he directly half-squatted down, and didn't look at what Chu Ci was holding in his hand, so he raised his hand and grabbed Chu Ci's fingertips, and there was a faint smile hidden in the plain voice, and he spoke slowly.

"Grow strawberries? I think so. ”

Chu Ci was controlled by him, and only half of the paper under his hand was picked up, and he was stunned when he heard this, and his white and tender little face subconsciously turned his head to look at him.

She had just washed up, and the toiletries equipped in this laboratory did not smell too much, but after the smell of dust and blood on her body was washed away, the faint smell on her body made Zhao Jinhuai feel unusually good.

Her black hair has not yet dried, with a bit of moisture hanging down, hanging on her shoulders, also because of the dampness of the hair, she smoothed all the hair to the side, the white and tender little face was so completely revealed, the eyes were bright, the cheeks were slightly pink, and there was a great aura that Zhao Jinhuai liked from the inside out.

The light blue hue of the lab coat makes this little face even whiter.

Just squatting on the ground and picking up those few pieces of paper looks like a small ball.,Obviously it's a little indifferent in front of outsiders.,It's a doctor who doesn't like to deal with people very much.,But at the moment, it's like a little girl.,Very soft.。

I can only see that people's hearts are weak for a while.

'Zhao Jinhuai's love value is +4, currently 78. ’

The corners of Zhao Jinhuai's lips couldn't help but curl.

Then Chu Ci reacted, his big eyes glared slightly, and he instantly withdrew his hand, and picked up seven or eight pieces of paper in his hand at the moment, and slapped it straight towards this person's face.

Oh, I don't think so.

Zhao Jinhuai didn't hide, and let Chu Ci carry those pieces of paper and rub his cheeks like this, just a few thin pieces of paper, it didn't hurt to hit his face, his eyes blinked twice, and he heard the little girl's dissatisfied voice sound, "Can you be serious?" ”

Just woke up and brushed the hooligans?

Then I saw him lowering his eyes, just so faintly and not speaking, it was his usual indifferent expression, but now he looked at it with a little unspeakable grievance and pity, and he paused for a long time before he spoke.

The voice was still cold and restrained, just looking at Chu Ci with sideways eyes, as if he was a little puzzled, "Didn't Porcelain Bao say that he wanted to plant strawberries?" ”

Saying that, his deep amber eyes quickly glanced at the documents scattered on the ground, raised his eyebrows quietly, and took the initiative to raise his hand to help Chu Ci pick up those documents.

That's what I meant in the first place, and you still beat me up where you wanted.

And I won't say much about being beaten, I still have to help you pick up the papers.

When I think about it, I feel really wronged.

Chu Ci's movements on his hands stopped, just watching his movements, the corners of his lips tugged, and he snorted with a small face.

She was such a small one, squatting on the side and looking almost shrunk into a ball, her white and tender little face was tense, and a pair of big eyes also looked over, with a little dissatisfaction and condemnation.