Both of them fell silent despite themselves, leaving the spacious room unusually quiet. Now they had even less idea how to begin. Soaking in the recuperation fluid, Chen Mu felt uncomfortable all over.
Su Liu Cherou was rather flustered, her hands unconsciously toying with a model skull used for reference. The sight sent a chill through Chen Mu. Sure enough, Medical Card Adepts had very different hobbies from ordinary people.
Still, Chen Mu had the stronger nerves, and he soon calmed down. In fact, he found Su Liu Cherou's flustered manner immensely amusing. He simply stared at her, his gaze burning bright.
Under Chen Mu's gaze, Su Liu Cherou became even more flustered, hardly knowing where to put her hands. The model skull slipped from her grasp and fell to the floor with a clack. Her face flushed scarlet, and she hurriedly bent down to pick it up.
From his angle, Chen Mu could clearly see Su Liu Cherou's delicate neck, now flushed peach-red. He found it all the more amusing, and his gaze grew even more brazen.
In truth, relations between men and women were like a war. When one side advanced, the other would retreat nine times out of ten. And when the other side advanced instead of retreating, the first would often draw back.
Chen Mu's gaze was utterly unrestrained, sweeping over Su Liu Cherou from time to time. Her face reddened until it looked ready to bleed, and even her hands trembled a little.
She was incredibly nervous. Had she still been clearheaded, she would certainly have been astonished at how fast her heart was beating! Unfortunately, she was far too nervous. Her mind was blank, as though her brain had short-circuited.
After an unknown length of time, she finally regained a little clarity. She raised