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MTL - Space Doctor: The National Hero is a Girl-Chapter 36 playing with fire
Chapter 36 Playing with Fire and Self-immolation
Lu Xingchen walked up to Situ Jue very quickly, with a smile in his dark eyes, he whistled handsomely.
"Very rarely," she teased boldly with the corners of her mouth raised in a naughty way, "My heart, how are you doing in the morning?"
【(⊙o⊙)... Meow Meow is so scary, Master don’t want to die! 】
In an instant, the temperature around Situ Jue dropped to zero, and everyone onlookers opened their mouths in shock.
This... this Lu Xingchen is really daring, he... is he dying?
It is rare to dare to moleste directly, it is definitely courting death!
Everyone secretly looked at Situ Jue, and they saw an extremely handsome face.
"I'm indeed waiting for you." Situ Jue said through gritted teeth. Although the deep and transparent voice was pleasant, it lacked any warmth.
Lu Xingchen showed a flattered expression, and said with a smile, "Honour, honor, then let's go!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Situ Jue rushed over like a cheetah.
Fortunately, Lu Xingchen was on guard. She quickly retreated and dodged, but seeing Situ Jue approaching, she had no intention of letting her go.
Lu Xingchen can clearly feel that Situ Jue has a terrifying power in his body. If the two of them face each other head-on, his small body will definitely suffer.
In desperation, Lu Xingchen had no choice but to continue to retreat, but soon found that he could not retreat, and the whole person was forced into a corner by Situ Jue.
Situ Jue propped one arm on Lu Xingchen's head, his tall figure enveloped Lu Xingchen's whole body, and with the other hand, he clenched his fist and pressed against the wall.
Two equally handsome faces were very close to each other, breathing intertwined with each other.
Situ Jue smelled a sweet strawberry smell, he looked into those bright eyes, and said uncomfortably, "Lu Xingchen, is it fun?"
From the moment he saw that love letter, he remembered what Lu Xingchen said that day, and intentionally disgusted his own words.
He felt that the love letter might have been written by Lu Xingchen, but it wasn't because he liked him, but because he was deliberately teasing him.
The postures of the two of them at this time were particularly ambiguous, and the crowd watching couldn't hear what the two were saying, so they could only **** up their ears with all their strength, hoping to hear a little corner of the wall.
Jun Monan was even more courageous, and moved closer to the two silently.
Lu Xingchen raised his head slightly, with a little smile in his eyes, and said indifferently, "It's fun, it's rarely funny, but it's much more fun than teasing others."
As she said that, her gaze unexpectedly turned to Situ Jue's tightly pursed thin lips.
Situ Jue felt that Lu Xingchen's gaze was even more uncomfortable. He simply reached out and pinched Lu Xingchen's chin, forcing Lu Xingchen to look up at him, "Be careful playing with fire and setting yourself on fire."
After saying this, Situ Jue immediately let go of Lu Xingchen, turned around and left with big strides, but there was still a delicate touch between his fingers, which made him feel a little irritable.
Why does this kid’s skin look like Xiao Heng’s? Is the water tender? Is it a man?
Playing with fire and setting yourself on fire? What's the meaning?
Jun Monan only heard such a sentence, and looked at Situ Jue who was swept by like a strong wind with some confusion, hesitated for a moment, and hurried after him.
"Jue, that Lu Xingchen confessed to you? Is he really crooked? Really like you?"
Jun Monan said that he couldn't suppress his heart of gossip.
Situ Jue stopped and turned around, "You are so curious, it seems that you have too little homework."
"You... what do you mean?" Jun Mo Nan looked at Situ Jue in horror.
"Didn't your dad ask me to recommend some books for you?" Situ Jue curled his lips, "There is a book called Principles of Economics, which I think is very suitable for you."
"Don't, don't!" Jun Mo Nan almost cried.
Situ Jue continued to walk forward, his voice came without warmth, "Not much, only four hundred pages."
(end of this chapter)