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Xia Ming had a headache. If someone else finds out what he looks like now, then there is no guarantee that something unpleasant will happen.

——Especially Skaha and Altria.

The most unfriendly to Xia Ming in this villa are the two most assertive people.

Matthew bit her lip uncomfortably.

Although she and Xia Ming only met today, but for her, even strangers will give corresponding care, not to mention the people who were very kind when they first met.

"At least tell senior..."

"no……"

Lixiang is different from Matthew. She is too assertive. Telling her is equivalent to telling everyone, because she will definitely think so-if she can't solve it by herself, she will call someone who can solve it.

Xia Ming knew very well that if the person he was pulling was Lixiang instead of Matthew, he would definitely be thrown away.

This made him sigh again involuntarily.

If he could, he actually wanted to be alone, but he was not so bad that he would play Qing Ji like that.

And doing that will only make things worse.

"Well... if you don't worry... help me up and talk for a while..."

"this……"

Should I take a rest at this time?

The embarrassed look on Matthew's face changed to bewilderment.

"It's okay... It's not a serious matter... as long as you don't just waste your energy..."

The smile from the patient is always more disturbing. Apart from the medical staff who are used to seeing them, there are probably not many people who are familiar with the patient. Can they be cruel to refuse their small request?

This is especially true for more emotional women.

"It's no wonder that seniors will kill you..."

Matthew helped Xia Ming up with a bitter face.

"Huhuhu...too well-behaved boys...but it's hard to attract girls' attention..."

For young and energetic teenagers and girls, it is natural that they will be led by intense emotions. Therefore, it is not unreasonable that bad boys will be more likely to attract girls.

Boys at this age are prone to secondary illnesses and feel that the rare villain is more handsome, for similar reasons.

"Your laughter is out of tune, can you still speak?"

In the empty and dim room, Matthew picked up Xia Ming and told him to sit against the wall.

"Well... after all, laughter requires frequent breathing..."

It would be easier to just speak in ordinary terms-after understanding Xia Ming's overtones, Ma Xiu's expression became even more sad.

To the point where you will feel a waste of energy when you laugh or cry...

The girl with her chest congested began to think about calling someone.

"Don't you feel strange..."

For Xia Ming, the expression on Ma Xiu's face almost wrote out all the thoughts in her heart, so he chuckled and asked a strange question.

"Strange feeling...?"

Matthew tilted his head.

Is there anything strange about what Xia Ming looks like now?

"Well... hold out your hand..."

Xia Ming smiled slightly and asked Ma Xiu to pass his hand in front of him.

"It's not the left hand... Forget it... It's okay... Hold my left hand..."

"Left hand..."

Ma Xiu cast his gaze on Xia Ming's left arm. The heterogeneous mechanical left arm seemed a bit conspicuous even in the dark.

What's wrong with this hand?

The frowning girl stretched out her hand and shook it.

"This is……"

With an incredible look on Ma Xiu's face, she opened her small mouth slightly and moved her gaze to Xia Ming's face to meet him.

"……fake?"

"Um……"

Xia Ming smiled and nodded.

Chapter Fifty-Three, let's talk to my best friends first

"How is this going?"

Unbelievable Matthew grabbed Xia Ming's left hand and rubbed it back and forth.

As long as you have a heart, the thin night can't block the follower's sight, Ma Xiu can see clearly, Xia Ming's metallic left arm remains unchanged.

The thick silver-gray color fits perfectly with the body, and the fine but simple lines are indistinguishable from a real arm when it moves.

Even the fingers are flexible.

At first glance, it looks like a prosthetic limb that can't be more perfect except for the absence of a layer of simulated skin and no simulated human body temperature.

However, this metal prosthesis, which does not seem to have changed at all, gave Ma Xiu a soft feeling of skin touch.

She grabbed Xia Ming's other hand in disbelief.

Under the slender and soft, some cold skin, warm liquid was flowing, touching the palms on both sides, the exact same rhythm was faintly transmitted.

how come……?

It was obviously not like this before, and the girl couldn't help but look blank.

"Fake...really..."