The hands holding his wrist were retracted, and Chu Ci coughed lightly, "What do you think so much to do? Why don't you come with me to grow strawberries?"

As he said this, Chu Ci bent down to pick up the experimental report and the information about the strawberries that fell all over the ground.

Zhao Jinhuai was pushed, stood firm, lowered his head and glanced at Chu Ci who was squatting. His expression was slightly strange when he heard this.

Finally, he squatted down halfway, and didn't look at what Chu Ci was holding. He raised his hand and grabbed Chu Ci's fingertips. A little smile was faintly hidden in the plain voice, and he spoke slowly.

"Growing strawberries? I think it's OK."

Chu Ci was controlled by him and only picked up half of the paper under his hand. He was stunned for a moment, 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 much, but after the dust and bloody smell on her body was washed away, the faint smell on her body made Zhao Jinhuai feel extremely good.

Her black hair was not dry yet, drooping with a little moisture, hanging on her shoulders. It was also because of the dampness of her hair that she moved her hair to the side, and her white and tender little face was completely revealed, with bright eyes and slightly powdery cheeks, and a breath that Zhao Jinhuai liked from the inside out.

The light blue tone of the experimental clothes makes this little face look white and clean.

Just squatting on the ground and picking up the pieces of paper, it looked like it was shrinking into a small ball. It was obvious that in front of outsiders, he was a doctor who was a little indifferent and didn't like to take care of others, but at this moment he was like a little girl, very soft and gentle.

It only makes people feel weak.

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

Zhao Jinhuai's lips couldn't help but tilt the corners of his lips.

Then Chu Ci reacted, her big eyes glared slightly, and instantly pulled out her hand. She picked up seven or eight pieces of paper in her hand and slapped straight towards the man's face.

Oh, I don't think so.

Zhao Jinhuai didn't hide, and let Chu Ci carry the pieces of paper and rub it against his cheek. Just a few thin pieces of paper were hitting the face without any pain. His eyes blinked twice, and then the girl's dissatisfied voice sounded, "Can you be serious?"

Just now I woke up and beat the hooligan?

Then he saw him lower his eyes and not speak indifferently. It was his usual cold expression, but now he looked like this with a little indescribable grievance and pitifulness. He paused for a long time before he spoke.

The voice was still cold and restrained. He looked at Chu Ci with his eyes tilted, as if he was a little puzzled, "Didn't Cibao say that he wanted to grow strawberries?"

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

It looks like I meant that you still beat me wherever you think of.

And I won’t say much if I’m beaten up, I’ll have to help you pick up the documents.

I feel really wronged when I think about it.

Chu Ci stopped the movements on his hand, just watched his movements, tugged the corners of his lips, and yelled with his little face.
Chapter completed!