Lu Chaojin was like a hard stone, not moving at all.

"Chao Jin..." Song Li called Lu Chao Jin's name again. He turned his body and looked at her with deep eyes: "What are you doing!"

"I'm going back to deal with some things. There are specialized doctors and nurses outside. If you have any questions, just ring the bell."

"Oh." Lu Chaojin responded coldly and continued to turn over: "Good night."

“…”

"Puchi--" Song Li couldn't help laughing at Lu Chaojin like this.

She couldn't help but feel that people nowadays have multiple personalities deep in their hearts. Didn't they agree to be cold and abstinent? Didn't they agree to be cold and arrogant?

Why did Song Li think that Lu Chaojin is like a child at this moment?

"Why are you laughing at?" Lu Chaojin turned around and looked at her again, his thick eyebrows were about to fly into the sky.

"Nothing!" Song Li shook her head, pursed her lips and chuckled: "I just think Chao Jin is a little cute."

“…”

When Lu Chaojin heard these two words, he felt like a group of crows flew past in his heart.

"What a strange adjective..."

"Don't Chaojin like it?"

"Which man do you think would like to be described in the word "cute"!"

"Okay, then." Song Li bulged her mouth slightly and said, "Then I won't say Chao Jin is cute anymore. Will Chao Jin still be angry?"

Lu Chaojin looked at her, was slightly stunned, raised his hand and rubbed her head: "Don't be angry... Well, you can say I'm cute, but you can't say others are cute."

Although the word "cute" is not suitable to describe him, he doesn't want her to say this kind of compliment to others.

Especially Lingsu!

And that Mu Ci!

"Okay!" Song Li nodded and agreed: "Whatever Chao Jin said is good!"

If experiencing the seven death scripts and staying with Lu Chaojin are the main tasks she has to complete, then she feels so comfortable and beautiful for the latter.

That is a joy that others cannot understand...

-

After leaving the medical center, Lingsu was already driving at the door waiting.

"Sir..." He was still more used to calling her the title, even if the word "Miss" was a respectful title, he felt a little disrespectful.

"Yes." Song Li turned on her phone while getting in the car.

Almost the moment she turned on the phone, Song Qing called in.

Song Li pressed the answer button and said lightly: "Hey, brother."

"Li Li, where did you go, why did you answer the phone now? Do you know something happened at home?!"

The reason why Song Qing asked this was because he had gradually turned to Song Li in his heart.

But Song Shuwan's words put invisible pressure on him, making him eager to know the truth.

"Well..." Song Li sucked her nose twice and spoke in a lazy voice: "Brother, I caught a cold at noon, so I fell asleep after taking some medicine. What happened to my family?"

At one moment just now, she suddenly thought of the key point that the original owner died seven times after taking the script.

That is, Song Shuwan can act and pretend to be a character, and she has a good face and is innocent and innocent, but she is actually vicious.

She can always do the most vicious things with her self-realistic appearance.

It is really not difficult to "pretend" character design. After all, in her nearly a thousand years of life, every skill can be fully equipped with the most basic thing.

Besides, she has watched a lot of TV series at 8 o'clock recently.
Chapter completed!