Tao Junhui's expression changed.
Du Muhan The expression on his face was about to crack, and his cheeks were slightly hot.
Seeing that he had no reaction, Su Qiao quietly pinched his waist where Tao Junhui couldn't see it, and looked up at him threateningly: Be more cooperative.
Du Muhan's body stiffened, and he nodded coldly. "Yes."
Tao Junhui suddenly felt uncomfortable and embarrassed. He strode towards the anatomy room inside, but his steps were a little heavier than usual, and his face didn't look too good.
Su Qiao rolled his eyes at Du Muhan and quietly leaned into his ear. "Do you act like a zombie because you think everyone else is a fool?"
Du Muhan blinked: Then what else should I do? Hasn't he already nodded and agreed?
Su Qiao turned his head and took a quick glance, and reminded softly with a smile, "You can hold my hand, put your arm around my shoulder, or touch my hair."
When Du Muhan heard the word 'holding hands', he didn't hesitate at all and reached out to take Su Qiao's hand.
Afraid that Su Qiao would be angry and resist, he reached out with his good right hand and touched her long ponytail.
After touching it, I became addicted.
Smooth and slippery, a bit like the long hair of Little Wang, except that one is black and shiny, and the other is as white as snow.
Su Qiao pulled her down and said, "You are combing your hair." He messed up her hair, okay?
Du Muhan frowned slightly.
Wasn't she the one who asked her to touch her hair?
Wouldn't it be better to touch it more?
"Look in your eyes, be a little pampering, don't look like you're looking at a piece of wood."
Du Muhan was confused.
What pampering?
What does the doting look look like?
Su Qiao saw his confused look, thought for a while, and reminded, "Treat me as your favorite thing, anything is fine."
Favorite?
Du Muhan nodded slightly to express his understanding, and then pulled Su Qiao inside while giving her a 'gazing deep in the soul'.
"You..."
Tao Junhui is indeed as Su Qiao guessed. Although people entered the anatomy room inside, their thoughts were all on the two people behind them.
At this time, he saw two people coming in hand in hand, and looking at each other affectionately, especially Du Muhan's tender eyes, which gave him a bad premonition.
Su Qiao smiled generously and said, "He is chasing me, and I decided to give him a chance, that's it."
"You're right. The relationship between you and me is indeed not love. It's just a habit of being together in childhood. Otherwise, I wouldn't feel nothing at all when you leave, and I might even feel relieved."
In fact, the original person didn't really have much feelings for Tao Junhui. I just felt that he was an upright and capable person, and he was also his childhood companion. Apart from Su Qiao's Father Su Qiao's Mother, he was the person he was most familiar with, so there was nothing wrong with them being together.
"I think you will wish us well, right?" Su Qiao's usually cold face was smiling brightly at this moment.
But Tao Junhui felt extremely dazzling.
From that night, he and Su Xiyan met Su Qiao in the cafe. After returning, he had been thinking about the relationship between the three of them and thinking about every detail between him and Su Qiao.
In the end, he vaguely regretted it.
However, because the matter has reached this point, he can't do anything else. He has already hurt Su Qiao, and he can no longer hurt Su Xiyan.
Twitching the corner of his mouth in a very far-fetched manner, Tao Junhui finally said four words dryly, "Bless you."
"Thank you." Su Qiao accepted the blessing with a smile.
Tao Junhui's expression was a little stiff and he looked at Du Muhan: "Autopsy..."