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Chapter 3 Isn't Your Fate Your Fate?

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    "There is no gold on my face, no matter how much you stare at me, you can't pick off the gold bars."

    The man pulled the blanket around his neck, tilted his head, and completely closed his eyes.  After such a fuss in the water, he was completely exhausted.

    Guiltyly, Lin Ya turned her head away, turned her eyes up and down, left and right twice, and murmured, "Who's looking at you!"

    From the corner of my eye, it fell on the man from time to time.  The curtains in the room are half drawn.  The floating shadows reflected his beautiful outline.

    "What a handsome man!" Lin Ya admired secretly in her heart.  Elegant and gentle, just like the male protagonist who walked out of a girl's manga, this kind of person is a waste of his alluring appearance if he doesn't make his debut.

    "Looking at it again, I suspect that you have fallen in love with me, and you are ready to commit yourself to me."

    When the man spoke suddenly, Lin Ya's heart was shocked.  Hadn't he already closed his eyes, how could he know that she was peeking at him?

    "Little sister, do you know that secret love starts with peeping?" The man said calmly, his voice hoarse.

    Lin Ya lowered her head and said angrily, "Zi Lian!"

    "People must be narcissistic, and then, people will love it."

    "You have a thick skin!"

    "With no face or skin, you are invincible in the world."

    "Hmm" Lin Ya fell silent.  What this man said really blinded his beauty.

    She lowered her head and poured out the ginger soup, sipping it one after another, never daring to look at the man again.  The man closed his eyes and did not speak.

    If she hadn't heard his fast and slow breathing at that time, Lin Ya almost thought she was the only one in this room.

    The room was very warm. After drinking the ginger soup, Lin Ya curled up on the sofa like a cat.  Before he knew it, he fell asleep.

    "Mo Li, wake me up"

    "What sleeping pills are you taking? Brat, what can't you think about"

    "Mo Li, I'll take you to the hospital right away, I won't let you die"

    In a daze, Lin Ya heard a deep and angry voice.  Half-closed her eyes, she saw a man in a light gray coat half-kneeling in front of a rocking chair, beside which a few white pills were scattered.

    The man held onto Mo Li's hand tightly, and the force of the attack was about to crush Mo Li's hand.  Probably hurt by being pinched, Mo Li's fingers moved slightly twice.

    He blushed and complained in a hoarse voice: "Song Yu, if you don't want to die, take your claws away."

    "You are the one, if you don't want to die, just obediently follow me back to the doctor"

    "Song Yu, there are still guests in the house!"

    The ceiling light in the living room suddenly lit up, and Lin Ya, who was curled up in the darkness, was immediately exposed to the man's sight.

    Seeing Lin Ya's messy hair and the men's pajamas on his body, the man put it on in a stride, and squatted half a step away from Lin Ya.

    "Little sister, why are you here?"

    The man's eyes lit up immediately, and his excited look was very similar to the way girls in school gossip.

    "II" Lin Ya lowered her head in embarrassment.  She was not used to being stared at so directly by strangers, and her face gradually turned pale.

    "Bang!" A sheet of music hit Song Yu's back.

    "You, come here. Don't be frightened, kid." Mo Li said softly, with a firm tone that no one could refuse.

    "A guy who sees sex and forgets righteousness. Dare you, you sneaked out just to meet your little sister privately. This one, you are not yet 18 years old, and you deceive minors, you"

    "Huh!" A brick book whizzed past Song Yu's head.

    "If you can't speak, just shut up." Mo Li stared at Song Yu fiercely for three seconds.

    "Hey, I still have the strength to throw the book. I really don't worry about it for nothing." Song Yu's voice became lighter in an instant, and his stiff back gradually relaxed.

    Three days ago, Mo Li disappeared out of thin air in the hospital, and he was so scared that he lost half his life.  However, when did this lunatic who can only play the piano start caring about women?

    Moreover, it was still a green persimmon as thin as a hemp stalk.  If you say a few words, you will be shy and have no sense of humor.

    "Mo Li, what kind of eyes do you have" Song Yu sighed tiredly.

    "You misunderstood." Lin Ya took a deep breath, her face became more and more red, but her eyes were calm.

    She looked straight into Song Yu's eyes calmly, and explained: "I fell into the water, my clothes were all wet, and I forgot to bring the key. He kindly took me in and let me stay until"

    "Wait!" Song Yu interrupted thoughtfully, he habitually pouted.Mouth, two thick brows condensed into one place.

    "You fell into the waterthenyou were saved bysomeonethe person who saved you was"

    Seeing the ginger soup left on the table and the scattered cold medicine, he bounced to the rocking chair like a spring, pulled Mo Li's neckline, and shouted angrily: "Don't tell me, you are the one who went into the water to save you.  Human fool!"

    "I'm fine, really!" Mo Li patted Song Yu's hand lightly, signaling him to calm down.

    "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay. Brat, your life is not your life? Do you want to die!"

    Song Yu punched the wooden table, and the cup on the table shook twice.  Lin Ya covered her ears in fear, she couldn't hear the sudden sound.

    "I'm really fine! Don't scare her." Mo Li insisted.

    "If you mess around like this again, I'll pack you back to Canada." Song Yu roared.

    He raised his fist and threw it at Mo Li's chest. Seeing that the situation was wrong, Lin Ya jumped in front of Mo Li, and quickly grabbed Song Yu's wrist.

    "Big brothercan you stop being so excited when you treat patients?" Lin Ya asked cautiously.

    Song Yu gave her a white look, "Smelly girl, I haven't settled with you yet? You ran over to intercede for him instead."

    Song Yu held Lin Ya's hand instead, and kept pulling hard, Lin Ya frowned in pain.

    "Tell me, it's winter, it's not easy to go anywhere, go to the reservoir to play. You don't want your life too long. If you don't think your life is too long, don't just have a major operation"

    "Elvis, shutdown. it's none of her business." Morley stopped in a cold voice.

    Song Yu was taken aback for a moment. He had been Mo Li's manager for ten years, and he had never seen Mo Li speak so loudly, and he even switched directly from Chinese to English, which he could speak without thinking. Is this madman really?  Angry.

    He let go of his hand in a daze, took two deep breaths, and said earnestly: "kris, you know you are a patient, you should take more care of yourself. you"

    "I'm sorry. elvis, don't blame her. she knows nothing about me."

    Mo Li protected Lin Ya behind him, his eyes full of determination.

    Song Yu had no choice but to raise his hands in surrender and said, "Yes, yes, whatever you say. I'm hungry, what can I eat?"

    "There are no ready-made ones, there are ingredients in the refrigerator"

    "I have been looking for you for three days, and this is the treatment."

    "I like to eat or not." Mo Li lay back on the rocking chair again, eyes half closed.  The place where the operation was performed on the lower abdomen, the wound is painful.

    He wrapped himself tightly in a blanket and bit his thin lips lightly.

    "Does it hurt?" Lin Ya asked softly.

    Mo Li quickly covered her mouth, "Hush your voice." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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