Bai Anlun is like a duck on the chopping board at the moment. Kin can kill him, and the tough little woman inside can also kill him.
——As a professional doctor with a very high status in the world's medical community, Bai Anlun felt very miserable.
Very sad.
This disease,
Whether to look or not to look.
The bottle god at the door has been standing so domineering, as if it will be burned if you get close to it.
Muxue in the living room was sitting angrily on the sofa, with her hands folded across her chest, her fair and beautiful little face tilted up at a 45-degree angle. The black belt not only did not reflect her slight embarrassment, but made her look...
, more beautiful and mysterious.
To be honest,
Bai Anlun also became curious and wanted to get close to Su Muxue to find out what kind of little witch she was.
Thinking of this,
Bai Anlun's face showed a harmless and gentle smile, and he smiled at Kin. His hands and feet made a very naughty walking gesture, and he pointed to the living room, and at lightning speed, he stepped out with his long legs,
He crossed the kin and ran into the living room.
When he saw Su Muxue's angry look, Bai Anlun couldn't help shaking his head and laughing.
It's really interesting.
"Dear Miss Su, how about I come to serve you now?"
A big smile appeared on An Lun's handsome face. Although Mu Xue couldn't see it, he knew that Mu Xue could feel it because An Cong had never failed among women.
How many women saw his handsome face, his strong figure, and his sweet words, and eleven out of ten were fascinated to death.
…
Muxue didn't speak, just frowned and stretched out his hands in front of Anlun.
An Lun raised his eyebrows.
He reached out and took her hands.
After checking it carefully, she was surprised to find that her skin was almost covered with many thin red rashes, and they were very itchy. People with weak willpower would definitely scratch them, and they would scratch them harder and harder.
If you scratch it, the skin will ulcerate within an hour, and you will have to go to the hospital for treatment.
--but,
Su Muxue almost didn't grab it hard. At most, she just touched it desperately, trying not to hurt her skin.
An Lun blinked his charming eyes, suddenly reached out and touched his chin, and looked at Su Muxue up and down. He felt...Su Muxue's willpower was very firm and very smart.
A very strange feeling lingered in his heart, but he quickly shook his head and denied what he was thinking.
"By the way, Muxue, how do you know what I look like?"
An Lun stood up, walked to a small cabinet next to the TV cabinet, opened the cabinet and took out the emergency medicines that had been prepared here, and asked gently while filling the medicines.
Mu Xue endured the itching feeling, sat on the sofa, stretched out her hand to rub her nose, and then said unhappily.
"How do I know what you look like?"
"Hey~~"
An Lun suddenly felt a little depressed. At this moment, the doorman at the door finally moved and turned around and returned to the living room. However, he did not sit with Mu Xue. Instead, Mu Xue sat down on a separate sofa not far away at an angle of 45 degrees.
Face,
It is always cold, but... what makes people feel like a ghost is that this man, no matter what time, what angle, what atmosphere, he is so cold, elegant, domineering, and beautiful.
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Here I am, I was writing "The Cruel King and the Poisonous Concubine: The Four Defying Misses" in the morning. It thundered and rained heavily in the afternoon, and there was no Internet, so I climbed up to write now.