She Wants to Be a Salted Fish

But at this moment, seeing her lightly touching the spot where his rash was, his brows couldn't help but knot, and there was a strange and strange feeling in his heart.

Lin Nuo walked up to Chu Ci, stretched out his hand, and placed it on Chu Ci's wrist.

"What are you doing?" Chu Ci instinctively retracted his hand.

"Don't move, I won't get a rash when I touch you." Lin Nuo reminded.

"No." Chu Ci still refused.

Even if she didn't get a rash, she didn't want to be held by a boy's hand, that feeling...weird.

"Don't move." Lin Nuo held Chu Ci's hand.

"You rascal!" Chu Ci waved his other hand and attacked Lin Nuo.

The fist hit Lin Nuo's cheek.

Lin Nuo gave Chu Ci his pulse with a focused expression, and his eyes were still on Chu Ci's hand.

When the fist approached him, he turned his head, Chu Ci's fist skipped his ear and missed it perfectly.

Chu Ci's fist turned and swept sideways.

Lin Nuo lowered his head, his fist only touched his hair.

The soft short hair slid across Chu Ci's wrist.

Then he grabbed Chu Ci's wrist with his backhand and pulled it to the top of her head.

"Be good, don't move, I'll give you a pulse, it won't hurt you."

Chu Ci was shocked by Lin Nuo's skills, "How could you..."

She can't beat her!

She has acquired the skills of a top expert from the system.

The corners of Lin Nuo's mouth rose: "Otherwise, how do you think my reputation as a bad boy came from?"

If Lin Nuo was not powerful, he would not have the title of the Great Demon King.

"Then before you..." Chu Ci glared at Lin Nuo, the distance was a little too close, and the bridge of his tall nose seemed to touch her face.

"Before what?" Lin Nuo asked.

"Before you were besieged by a group of gangsters."

"I didn't say I couldn't beat them."

In the previous two times, Chu Ci took the initiative to rush out to help.

At that time, Lin Nuo couldn't beat it, and he didn't even start to fight.

Chu Ci thought about it and thought it made sense.

It seems that she rushed to help out for merit.

"Then why are you holding my hand now? Murder at the same table?"

"Murdering you is not this gesture, I'm giving you a pulse."

"You know medicine?"

"Otherwise, who gave you the medicine you drank before?"

"I thought you just downloaded the prescription from the Internet."

"Do you dare to drink the prescription I randomly prescribed?"

"You can't die."

"Don't be so casual about your own life." After Lin Nuo finished speaking, he began to focus on diagnosing Chu Ci's pulse.

At this moment, Lin Nuo looked extremely focused.

Chu Ci looked at him, a little dazed.

Usually cynical, evil and unruly, but when his hand grabbed her wrist and started to feel the pulse, it seemed like a different person.

After a while, Lin Nuo asked Chu Ci to open his mouth: "Open your mouth."

"What are you doing?" Chu Ci covered his mouth subconsciously.

"Kissing you is not the one who makes you open your mouth. Usually, it is the doctor who makes you open your mouth like this." Lin Nuo said.

His tablemates are sometimes quite cute, and their reactions are a bit silly.

"I didn't say you wanted to kiss me."

"Then... do you want me to kiss you?"

Said Lin Nuo deliberately approached Chu Ci.

Chu Ci smashed another fist at Lin Nuo's eyes.

Lin Nuo firmly clenched Chu Ci's fist ten centimeters in front of his eyes.

"I don't want to become a national treasure."

Chu Ci's fist really hits, and one of his eyes must be comparable to a national treasure.