Qi Muhan couldn't help laughing and teased Underground Passage: "Then why didn't Xiao Qiao blush when he saw me?"
Su Qiao raised his head slightly proudly. "Of course it's because I'm obedient!"
"Obey? What do you say?"
Qi Muhan I really don't understand the connection between the two.
"Big Brother Qi has repeatedly told me not to have too much emotional fluctuations in anything I encounter, but to keep my mind stable and my heartbeat on a steady line."
Looking at Little Ya who was shaking his head and imitating his words, Qi Muhan couldn't help but smile again on his face, "Haha, smart Little Ya."
Obviously I don't have any special feelings for him, so I don't blush, but I can still make up such an excuse.
Thinking of this, Qi Muhan didn't know what was wrong with him, but he actually felt a little... unspeakable sense of loss.
Qi Muhan lowered his eyes, concealed the expression in his eyes, and opened the foreign language storybook in his hand.
"Lie down and I'll read you a little story."
"Oh."
Su Qiao His body slid down and he lay on the quilt, but his eyes fell on his hand turning the book.
This hand... is so beautiful.
"Big Brother Qi, your hands are white and slender. They look really beautiful. They are very suitable for playing the piano and holding a scalpel."
Qi Muhan laughed dumbly, "Can the piano and scalpel be put together?"
"Why not?"
Su Qiao had a 'this is normal' expression on his face.
"In my opinion, operating with a scalpel is like playing the piano. You have to strive to play every note in place, and you cannot ignore even a small detail. Because in this way, a piece of music will not be perfect, and an operation will not be perfect and smooth."
"This description of yours... is the first time I've heard it."
I don't know what happened, but when she stared at her hands like this, Qi Muhan suddenly felt her heart beat faster, and she didn't know where to put her hands.
After hesitating for a moment, he put down the book and stood up. "Ahem, I'm going to the bathroom."
[Host, you will scare people away.]
"What have I done to me?"
Didn't she just compliment him on how handsome he is?
Doesn't it mean that his hands are pretty?
She was obviously telling the truth.
Those little nurses used to say this all the time, and they always peeked at him with blushing faces, but didn't see any reaction from him!
[Look at the look in your eyes just now, it looks like you want to eat someone alive.]
"I don't have any."
At most, she thought his hands were really beautiful, so she just looked at them for a while.
She is a doctor herself and can also play the piano. She has a kind of persistence and love for such fair and slender hands with well-defined joints that ordinary people do not have.
So is it wrong for her to take a few more glances?
Qi Muhan left in a hurry. After going to the bathroom, he patted his hot cheeks with water and then straightened up.
Looking in the mirror, he shook off the water drops on his face.
'Huh'
He took a deep breath, adjusted his breathing, and when he was about to open the door, he suddenly stopped again.
After thinking about it, he took out his cell phone from his slacks pocket and dialed the fucking ocean number.
"Hello?"
Qi Muhan calmed down. "Mom, it's me."
Over at Australia, it was also night at this time, and Mother Qi was probably watching a TV series, because the voice from the TV series came from the phone.
"Xiao Han?"
"Xiao Han, you called me suddenly. Is there something wrong?"
"I..."
Qi Muhan suddenly didn't know what to say. He just made this call on impulse.