"Thank you, I won't go in. My aunt over there hasn't woken up yet."
Manshu didn't move, but she still remembered the nurse's advice.
Don't be too curious about him.
However, if something happens if you get close to him and like him, is it really a passive trigger skill?
Could it be that this young man hid it too deeply and did something on his own initiative?
For example, she discovered that Chen Yuting actually hated other people's eyes.
When others look at him, he smiles sweeter.
But Manshu just felt that there was a knife hidden in the sweetness.
"Then you came here not to look for me?" Chen Yuting seemed to be lost for a moment.
He lowered his eyes slightly, and his long curly eyelashes trembled slightly, like the wings of a butterfly fluttering.
Even a woman might not be able to resist such a man.
Manshu almost wanted to reach out and pull his eyelashes.
Whose eyelashes are perfect!
"Huh?" Chen Yuting saw that she was silent and hummed, with a hint of doubt.
Manshu said confidently: "No, I just came over there to throw away some garbage. I remembered you said you lived here, so I came over to take a look."
"That's considered looking for me."
Chen Yuting was more direct than her, and even winked at her: "Do you want to touch it?"
Manshu retracted his hand behind his back: "You can't even try to tempt me to play rogue to you."
"Ha..." Chen Yuting chuckled, "What are you thinking about? I mean touching my eyelashes. I can see the envy of my eyelashes in your eyes."
"Is it purely natural?" Manshu had to admit that she was attracted by the eyelash serum.
However, she still didn't have the same interest in Chen Yuting as between men and women.
"I wash my eyelashes with overnight tea every day, and then my eyelashes grow easily. Do you want to try it?"
Chen Yuting seemed to regard her as a good friend who shared secrets.
It was obviously a chance encounter, but he acted as if the two had known each other eight hundred years ago.
No wonder the nurse lady said she shouldn't like him.
Meeting a boy like Chen Yuting would be a hurdle that many girls can't overcome, right?
He's so good at flirting.
"No, my eyelashes are actually quite long. I want them to be more curled. Your eyelashes look like dolls."
Manshu actually wanted to leave, but Chen Yuting obviously managed to find someone to talk to him.
He didn't want to let Manshu go.
"Then I can't help you with that. I curled my eyelashes myself."
Chen Yuting shook his head and asked Manshu: "Don't you really want to come in and take a look?"
"My room is very big. I guarantee it will be the most luxurious room in the entire hospital."
Manshu's mouth twitched: "You're not sick, why do you have to stay in the hospital?"
Still living in such a scary place as a psychiatric ward.
"How do you know I'm not sick?"
Chen Yuting looked at Manshu with a half-smile.
Manshu looked at him, seemingly undefeated.
But in fact, she didn't know what to do.
She lied to him.
"I just think you are not sick, very healthy, and have a gentle temper. Your smile makes people feel like they are being washed by the spring breeze. Do you know the spring breeze?"
As soon as Manshu finished speaking, her phone vibrated.
She had deliberately set her phone to vibrate because she had entered the hospital.
The call was from Wang Yi, and Manshu quickly picked it up.
"Okay, I'll go back right away!"
Manshu hung up the phone and waved goodbye to Chen Yuting.
"I have to leave first. My friend's mother has come out of the operating room. Goodbye."
Before he could respond, she had already trotted out of the psychiatric ward.
Chen Yuting looked at her back and whispered: "Spring breeze? Of course I know."