Chapter 3570 This Forensic Doctor Is a Bit Strange (33)

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

The more I look at her, the more I feel that she is completely different from everyone else.

How should I put it, a little special, a little mysterious, a little bit different in opinions and ideas, like...

Du Muhan frowned and thought for a while, before he understood why he felt familiar, why when he was in the car during the day, he would go to talk to her so abnormally again and again.

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

Why hadn't he noticed or felt it before?

Du Muhan was a little confused.

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

For Yuan Shi, this is a challenging and interesting job, and it can give her a stable enough salary, so she chose this line of work.

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

This is an industry she has never been involved in before.

"Enough." In Du Muhan's heart, the word 'like' was 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 no use forcing him.

"But I still have a sense of justice."

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

"I?"

Du Muhan thought for a while, then 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 smell of fireworks in his voice: "Oh, and these two children."

"Why did everyone say that you are cold and quirky and don't like to talk behind your back? I think you talk a lot, and when you talk, your mouth is quite poisonous."

After contacting him today, Su Qiao didn't feel this at all.

Maybe it's because others don't know him well?

Du Muhan raised his eyebrows, and then revealed his small dimples: "Aloof, arrogant, eccentric, and doesn't like to talk, shouldn't it be you who said this?"

Su Qiao rolled her eyes: "I'm just too lazy to waste my energy and time dealing with boring people and boring things."

Du Muhan also shrugged: "It's just that I don't like going out of the autopsy room, and I don't like wasting time with living people talking about boring things."

What the hell!

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

Su Qiao glared at him, as if telling him that if he really dared to nod his head, he would be dead.

Seeing her eyes wide open and her cheeks bulging, Du Muhan couldn't help laughing softly.

"Cough cough." Du Muhan covered his lips and coughed twice, "You are different."

This guy is quite sensible.

Su Qiao snorted: "What's the difference?"

Du Muhan's eyes fell on her slender, fair and slender hands, and he said very bluntly, "I like your hands."

"And then?" Could it be that she is such a big living person that she can see with her hands?

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

Su Qiao looked at him like squeezing toothpaste, and was a little unhappy. She pointed to her face: "Don't you like my face?"

Du Muhan rested his chin in his hand, tilted his head and looked at it carefully for a while, "If I say I don't feel anything special, will you be rough with me?"

Su Qiao gritted his teeth.

There are really dead guys!

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