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Chapter 454 Where is the conscience?

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    The entire old city suddenly had a power outage at three or four o'clock in the middle of the night.

    Xia Wancheng, who was wrapped in an electric blanket, was vaguely awakened by the cold, and then followed the hottest place around her, wrapping herself around it.

    Micheal felt a furry head burrowing into his arms while he was sleeping, so when he woke up, he saw Xia Wancheng wrapped around him like a koala.

    He tucked Xia Wancheng¡¯s exposed arms back into the quilt, and then pressed the corners tightly.

    The mobile phone on the bedside glowed brightly. Micheal took it over and took a look. He saw that it was a notice from the laboratory, saying that due to a power outage in the old city, tomorrow's experiment would be suspended for one day, and everyone would arrange their own rest time.

    Under the reflection of the screen, Michael saw himself slightly curling up the corners of his lips.

    At this moment, Xia Wancheng didn't know who he was fighting with in his dream, but he kicked him on the calf, and grunted twice.  This movement was not very forceful and looked a bit cute. Just this movement exposed Micheal's entire back to the cold air. Suddenly, thin and dense cold air climbed up his back.

    Micheal moved gently, trying to win back some of the quilt that was snatched away by Xia Wancheng.  However, Xia Wancheng pressed down all these beddings with his knees, and pulled harder. The sleeping person was not happy, so he immediately turned over, took away all the bedding from Michael, and then bent over,  The whole person looked like a scalded prawn, trying his best to snatch Michael's living space on the bed.

    Now, Michael couldn't even turn over as he wished, and he could even fall off the bed with just one movement.  But that was it, Xia Wancheng was still restless, and even put her feet on the wall, as if stretching, and stretched her whole body back.

    This time Michael was really squeezed under the bed. Although he was not embarrassed when he fell out of the bed and was not seen by anyone, it was still full of absurdity and inexplicability.  Because he left the bed, Xia Wancheng got more space to move. Her head was unwilling to sleep on the pillow and began to move towards the edge of the bed.

    With the faint light, Micheal made her laugh angrily.

    Xia Wancheng felt cold in her sleep, and her consciousness directed her to get up and close the window, but the window was closed, and she still felt cold, so she realized that the action of closing the window just happened only in her dream.

    She was attached to the warm quilt and didn't want to get up, so she could only call out Michael's name in a daze, saying that she was cold.

    "Where is it cold?"

    In her daze, someone was indeed talking to her, but Xia Wancheng didn't know where she was cold, so she just kept shouting that she was cold.

    But in the next second, she woke up from the cold.  Her eyes widened, and she felt the cold hand that had reached into her pajamas.

    She was surprised: "What are you doing?"

    A plaintive voice sounded in Xia Wancheng's ears, "Miss Xia, please do well, the temperature tonight is below zero."

    Xia Wancheng said innocently and aggrievedly: "I'm not a warm baby, what's the use of putting your hands in my clothes?"

    "Then is there any other place for me to go?"

    Xia Wancheng reached out and groped around, and found that the wall was far away from her, and she was sleeping precariously beside the bed.  She raised her eyes, looked at the person who was very close to her, and asked, "What are you doing up so late at night?"

    The person in front of her laughed out loud, and then the hand that got into her clothes moved up against her skin.

    "I really have to see where your conscience is?"

    Xia Wancheng was touched on her ribs and burst into laughter. She said, "You are really too much. You don't sleep yourself and don't let others sleep."

    "Yes, I went too far."

    With a hoarse voice, the man in front of him reached down to kiss her. The hand that got into his clothes stretched out from her collar, held her face, and said, "I'll have a rest tomorrow. I can't sleep now, so don't sleep either."

    Xia Wancheng¡¯s face was red and she said delicately: ¡°How can you be so reasonable?¡±

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    On the second day, there was still a power outage in the old city. Fortunately, the briquettes were burned when cooking at their home, which did not affect normal cooking.

    Jiang Chi grabbed some food and knocked on the door, fearing that Xia Wancheng would scold him sooner or later.  But he didn't expect that the doctor would be at home. When he opened the door and met each other's eyes, Jiang Chi felt indescribably awkward and awkward.

    Yesterday was the first time he met this legendary doctor in the private room of the bar, but the light was dim at that time, and Tang Xiaoshan suddenly fell ill, so he didn't even observe him carefully.  Now that the sky is bright and clear, Jiang Chi finally uses his strength to control the opponent.

    Throw out everythingBonus points, just based on the appearance of the person in front of him, Xia Wancheng's eyes are not without venom.  It's rare to see such a handsome man without any makeup on his body, and it's also rare to find a man who can wear a white shirt to look sexy and sacrosanct.

    Realizing that he had been looking at the other person for too long, Jiang Chi chuckled twice and said, "I haven't introduced myself yet. Hello, Doctor Micheal. I am Xia Wancheng's friend, Jiang Chi."

    Just after saying this, I heard Xia Wancheng yelling in the kitchen: "Nonsense, I don't have any friends named Jiang." After saying that, he walked out again carrying a spatula and said unhappily: "You  What's going on with people? Do you have any eyesight?"

    As soon as Xia Wancheng appeared, Micheal left Jiang Chi's sight.

    Jiang Chi watched Xia Wancheng walking towards him with strong anger, and then uncontrollably fixed his eyes on her neck and collar

    Hickey.

    "you¡­¡­"

    Jiang Chi reminded with some embarrassment, "Would you like to change clothes?"

    Xia Wancheng seemed to have realized something and covered her collar. Then she became angry and said, "Is there something wrong with you? I don't care what I wear in my own home!"

    "Yes, yes!" Jiang Chi lowered his body and said, "I was too abrupt."

    "As long as you know."

    Seeing Xia Wancheng trying to close the door, Jiang Chi immediately stretched out his hand to support her, and then said, "I really have something to discuss with Miss Xia."

    "Just wait, I'm not free today."

    "Look, I'm here."

    Xia Wancheng¡¯s face darkened, ¡°Do you mean you want to eat at my house?¡±

    ¡°I don¡¯t know if I have the honor to taste it¡±

    "No!"

    After saying this, the door shook in front of him. At the same time, some dust fell down. Jiang Chi sneezed a few times uncontrollably, thinking that Xia Wancheng was a doctor with a temperament that was only indifferent to life and death.  Only then can I bear it.

    However, just as he was about to leave, the door was opened again, and Michael appeared in front of him and said: "Come in and have lunch together." (Remember this website's website address: www.hlnovel.com
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