Chapter 3571： This forensic doctor is a bit weird (33)

Chapter 3571 This forensic doctor is a bit weird (33)

Du Muhan propped his chin with one hand, looking curiously at the cool and arrogant beautiful girl in front of him.

I really feel that the more I look at it, the more I feel that she is completely different from others.

How to say it, a bit special, a bit mysterious, a bit different in opinions and ideas, like...

Du Muhan frowned for a while, only to understand why he felt familiar, why he would go to talk to her so abnormally when he was in the car during the day.

That's because he thinks her personality is a bit like his own.

Why didn’t he notice or feel it before?

Du Muhan was a little puzzled.

"Can you like it? Isn't this reason enough?"

For the original body, this is a challenging and interesting job, and it can also give her a stable enough salary, so she chose this line.

But I have to say that for Su Qiao, this job also has a certain appeal.

This is an industry she has never dabbled in before.

"Enough." In Du Muhan's mind, the word ‘like’ is stronger than any reason.

Because he is such a person.

As long as he likes it, he will do it. If he doesn’t like it, it’s useless for anyone to force him.

"But I still have a sense of justice."

Su Qiao lazily leaned back against the sofa, combing his long ponytail slowly, "Just ask me, why don't you talk about yourself?"

"I?"

Du Muhan thought for a while, and slowly shook his head: "I have nothing to say, I am alone."

After a pause, he turned his head and pointed at the two little guys in the corner. There was a rare scent of fireworks in his voice: "Oh, there are these two kids."

"Why did everyone secretly say that you are cold, strange and not talkative? I think you talk a lot, and when you talk, your mouth is quite poisonous."

After contacting today, Su Qiao did not feel this at all.

Maybe it’s because other people don’t know him well?

Du Muhan raised his eyebrows, revealing shallow dimples: "Cold, arrogant, eccentric, not talkative, shouldn't you be the one who said this?"

Su Qiao rolled her eyes: "I just don't bother to waste energy and time to take care of some boring people, and boring things."

Du Muhan also shrugged: "I just don't like to go out of the autopsy room, and I don't like to waste time talking boring things with living people."

Fuck!

"Then you tell me so much, when I am dead?"

Su Qiao glared roundly, as if telling him that if he dared to nod, he would be dead.

Looking at her eyes were wide open, and even her cheeks were bulging, Du Muhan couldn't help but smile softly.

"Ahem." Du Muhan covered his lips and coughed slightly: "You are different."

This guy is pretty acquainted.

Su Qiao snorted: "Which is different?"

Du Muhan's gaze fell on her slender, white and slender hands, and said straightforwardly: "I like your hands."

"Then what?" Is it possible that she is such a big living person, she can see with these hands on her body?

Du Muhan thought about it for a while, "Um...I still like your character a little bit."

Su Qiao looked at him as if he was squeezing toothpaste, and was a little upset, and pointed to his face: "Don't you like my face?"

Du Muhan held his chin with his hands, tilted his head and looked at it carefully for a while, “If I said that I didn’t feel anything special, would you be rough to me?”

Su Qiao grinds his teeth.

There are really dead guys!

"Do you have the ability to say it again?"

(End of this chapter)