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Chapter 110 Who Did You Learn Your Clingy and Acting Skills From?
Huo Qianchu didn't speak, turned and left the room.

Seeing her leave, Cen Beichen took out the jewelry box, stuffed it under the pillow, and walked towards the dining room.

After eating, Cen Beichen came out after packing up the dining room, and saw Huo Qianchu lying on the sofa and reading the notes he had taken from him before.

He also didn't know why Huo Qianchu never went to the study to read. When they were together, Huo Qianchu would read on the sofa or on the bed.

Several times when he returned from get off work, she was already asleep, but the books and notes were laid out on the bed.

He walked to her and sat down, "Do you want the author of the note to explain it to you?"

"No need." Huo Qianchu said without raising his eyes, "You remember it in detail, I can understand it."

Because university is a major, Huo Qianchu often borrowed his notes to read, but probably at that time his notes were vague, so she would often ask him with the notes.

Later, every time he took notes, he would try to remember as much detail as possible to prevent her from being confused.

But now he regrets it a bit, he can just memorize the summary, and the handwriting can be more scribbled.

"Just finished eating, will you watch it later?" Cen Beichen asked again.

Only then did Huo Qianchu raise his eyes to look at him. In the past, if she pestered him, he would ask her if she had finished her homework, memorized the lectures, and how she was preparing for her graduation thesis.

If she fooled him by saying that she had done everything well, he could casually bring up a point of knowledge that she seemed to have never heard of to test her.

"Before evaluating the attending physician, don't you have to publish two papers? I don't have a clue now."

"Just the first two authors to comment on the papers of the attending physicians. When Dr. Han and Dr. Zhang publish papers, let them bring you with them." Cen Beichen said straightforwardly.

"No." Huo Qianchu refused, and returned to his notes.

Cen Beichen raised his hand to wrap her in his arms, "Stay with me for a while, 10 minutes, okay? I won't bother you after 10 minutes."

Huo Qianchu frowned, and turned a page of notes, "Doctor Cen, who did you learn your clingy and coquettish skills?"

"Follow you." Cen Beichen almost blurted out.

Huo Qianchu paused with her fingertips, "Did I pester you like this before? That's really annoying."

Cen Beichen pursed his lips, "I didn't say I hated it, besides, when did you cling to me after acting like a baby and I didn't satisfy you?"

Huo Qianchu lowered his eyes, "For example, what is the request?"

"For example, whether I am writing a thesis or preparing a surgical plan, when you want to be intimate, I will finish with you, take a bath for you, and put you to sleep before continuing to work." Cen Beichen said in a low voice. voice.

Huo Qianchu looked up and saw his slightly rolling Adam's apple, which she remembered, but it was probably the only thing he would satisfy her.

She pestered him and said that he was hungry and wanted to eat. When he could cook even a bowl of noodles, he would only order takeaway for her. He would say to ask Qiao Wan to accompany her.

Sure enough, what Lu Xing said was correct, he was just for this purpose, isn't this just a blatant hint now?

That's what he did when she was pestering him back then, and he's asking her to do the same to him now.

After a while of silence, she asked again, "What else?"

"If you have any questions, I will stop and help you explain clearly." Cen Beichen pursed his lips and said.

"What else?" Huo Qianchu continued to ask.

Cen Beichen lowered his eyes and said nothing.

After the air was quiet for a while, Huo Qianchu turned over a page of notes, "It's gone, isn't it?"

"Chuchu, I didn't do well before." Cen Beichen frowned slightly.

"You say that now, as if I begged you to be me before? But aren't you happy too?" Huo Qianchu said casually, and there was no emotion in his tone.

"No, that's not what I meant." Cen Beichen held her hand slightly tighter, "I think too, indeed I do too."

"That is to say, you will only talk to me about things you also think about. For things you don't want, no matter how much I cling to you and act like a baby, it's useless?" Huo Qianchu followed his words and asked.

"I didn't..." Cen Beichen's eyes flashed with panic, and he wanted to explain, but he didn't know what to say.

"I don't want to do anything now, I just want to read some books, is that okay?" Huo Qianchu waited for a while, but he didn't see anything else, so he said directly.

"Okay." Cen Beichen nodded slightly, "Then I won't bother you anymore, I'll go and pack up the rest of the clothes."

He stood up, walked a few steps, stopped again, turned and looked at her, "Chuchu, I didn't just think about that, and I didn't just want to do that with you, I have... I have a lot I want to do things with you, I didn't do well enough before, I always feel that we will have a lot of time in the future."

He lowered his eyes, paused and added, "I remember everything you said, and I remember everything I promised you."

Huo Qianchu looked at the notes in his hand without moving or speaking.

Cen Beichen stood for a while before walking to the second bedroom again.

Huo Qianchu pursed her lips, unconsciously exerted a little force on her fingers, and with a "hiss", she came back to her senses and realized that she accidentally tore off a page of his notes.

Cen Beichen took great care of his notes, once she was reading his notes while eating, and accidentally spilled soup on his notes, and he had a black face for several days.

This is good, if he is directly torn apart by her, he will probably feel distressed to death.

Huo Qianchu got up and took the notes and went into the study to find the tape.

When Cen Beichen finished packing his things and came out, he saw that Huo Qianchu was no longer in the living room, but the door of the study room was open, and the light was on inside. Obviously, he had changed his place to read.

He stood there for a while, then took a breath and walked over, raised his hand and knocked lightly on the door of the study.

Huo Qianchu was startled, quickly closed the notebook, and looked up at him vigilantly.

"I've packed all my things, so I... will go back first." Cen Beichen looked at her, and stopped walking into the study, and stood at the door.

"Okay, go to bed early, good night." Huo Qianchu said immediately.

"You too." After Cen Beichen finished speaking, he hesitated and asked again, "Otherwise, if you tell you the password on the door, I'll come over to make breakfast tomorrow morning, so you can sleep a little longer."

"I'll send it to you later." Huo Qianchu nodded.

Cen Beichen didn't speak any more, turned around and walked slowly outside.

Hearing the sound of the anti-theft door being closed, Huo Qianchu breathed a sigh of relief, opened the notebook, looked at the crooked place stuck by her, and scratched his head, otherwise, when he returned his notebook, he would miss one copy , he shouldn't find out, right?

Cen Beichen stood at the door for a while, instead of going home, he went to Qiao Yan's bar.

"It's a good time, don't you need to accompany Miss Huo?" Qiao Yan handed him a cigarette, but wisely, he didn't pour the wine.

When he came to his place recently, he stopped drinking, as if he was afraid that getting drunk would delay Huo Qianchu's search for him.

Although it seems that he has come these few times, Huo Qianchu has never looked for him.

Qiao Yan also felt that the world had changed. In the past, no matter where Cen Beichen was, Huo Qianchu could be seen nearby within 10 minutes.

At that time, I don't know where the rumors came out, saying that Cen Beichen hated Huo Qianchu, and everyone felt that he had shown that he hated him, why Huo Qianchu always pestered him.

But thinking about it now, Cen Beichen really didn't say it himself.

And a few times, after Cen Beichen got drunk at his place, he would subconsciously look around for someone, and when asked who he was looking for, he would start to be in a daze and not speak.

Qiao Yan sighed. With Cen Beichen's sullen personality, he probably needed an assist.

(End of this chapter)