Si Jin didn't want to talk to such a person who had no vision at all.
His obsidian eyes were slightly cold, and his voice was cold and indifferent, "You disturbed me."
Song Nanwu looked at him, her cold face expressionless, and then she silently exited the app, "Sorry."
The clear and light voice was very pleasant to the ear. Si Jin glanced at Song Nanwu and felt inexplicably annoyed.
With a frown on his face, Si Jin turned his eyes away.
Something felt off. She liked Feng Ci, so why was he upset? Was he just trying to save face?
Oh, who she likes and who she is with is none of his business.
My reaction was a bit too much and shouldn't have been like this.
No one spoke anymore. The infusion room, where only the two of them were, suddenly became silent.
Before Song Nanwu played the game, she turned her phone to silent mode.
Rong Jue seemed to know that she was allergic to flowers, and there were several missed calls from her.
Song Nanwu was confused before, so she ignored it.
At this moment, she calmed down and opened Rong Jue's WeChat.
Seeing that the phone call couldn’t go through, this kid also sent a lot of WeChat messages.
Song Nanwu glanced at it briefly and saw words of apology and guilt, so she sent a message.
[I'm fine. It's none of your business. Don't worry about it. I didn't know I was allergic to flowers.]
Rong Jue replied almost instantly, "Miss, you finally replied to me (crying) (crying) I almost died to apologize."
Song Nanwu: [It's no big deal, not a matter of life or death.]
Rong Jue: [I'm really sorry for having you go to the hospital and not being able to eat hotpot.]
Thinking of the hot pot meal that was never supposed to be served, Song Nanwu smacked her lips greedily. "How about you treat me to a meal later?"
【It's settled.】
Rong Jue agreed quickly.
Song Nanwu curled her lips and smiled, feeling a little better.
Si Jin, who was standing aside, looked at the conversation between the two and his face turned completely cold.
Feeling a little annoyed, Si Jin's eyes darkened. He looked at Song Nanwu and stretched out his hand, "Let me play with your phone for a while."
It was a very calm voice, without any emotion in it.
Song Nanwu looked up at him and asked, "Where's the captain's cell phone?"
"The battery's out." He lied.
Song Nanwu didn't doubt it and handed over the phone.
Si Jin took it, glanced at the software on the screen, and casually clicked on a shooting game.
The game on the mobile phone was downloaded by Caisheng for her before. Song Nanwu had never played it before. Now she couldn't go anywhere while receiving the IV drip.
Feeling a little bored, Song Nanwu leaned towards Si Jin and watched him play games.
The cold man suddenly came over and the two of them were very close.
Si Jin instantly smelled the lemon fragrance on her body, which was like the scent of shower gel. It lingered in his nose and was very pleasant, and seemed to be teasing his heart subtly.
My heartbeat couldn't help but quicken.
Si Jin paused his fingertips on the screen, glanced at the person in front of him, and the corners of his mouth under the mask curled up slightly. He suddenly felt a little better.
"Captain, how do you play this game?" Song Nanwu asked curiously.
"Never played it?" Si Jin asked back, pointing her finger to her historical record.
It was a horrific sight. Not a single person was killed. He was even worse than a novice.
"Vegetables are the best. Miss who believes in Buddhism, why do you deceive yourself like this?" His low and pleasant voice was as mocking as always.
Song Nanwu didn't say anything.
This seems to be a game played by vegetables.
"Let me show you what a king's operation is."
Glancing at her lightly, Si Jin clicked to start the game.
This shooting game has been very popular recently.
The rules of the game are also very simple.
One hundred players collect various resources on the game map, and then fight against other players in the shrinking safe area to survive to the end.
And because when the last person wins, an icon with the words "Good luck, chicken tonight" will appear, it is also commonly known as eating chicken.
Although Si Jin knew about this game, it was his first time playing it.
There was no such thing as a king's operation. As soon as he landed after parachuting, he was shot to death by two people, and then turned into a square box.
Si Jin: “…”
Song Nanwu: “…”
The sound of the game was still playing, and the two of them were silent.
After a while, Si Jin finally spoke, his tone extremely serious, "It was a mistake. My hands were a little cold, which hindered my operation."
Song Nanwu looked at him, and touched his hand holding the phone with half belief and half doubt. It was indeed a bit cold.
"Why are your hands so cold? Like a lump of ice. Let's warm them up together." Si Jin said with disdain, then held Song Nanwu's hand and put it in his pocket.
At the same time, he put down his cell phone with his other hand and put it into his pocket.
Two hands clasped together, the touch of each other's skin.
Song Nanwu's eyes suddenly fixed.
It was the first time she encountered someone warming her cold hands.
Pursing her lips slightly, Song Nanwu looked at the person in front of her.
Even though he was sitting in a lazy posture, the dignity that emanated from him seemed natural.
Although half of his face is covered by a mask, it still cannot hide his stunning handsomeness. He even has a bit of mystery, making people want to find out more.
For a moment, Song Nanwu looked for a long time.
Si Jin noticed it and glanced at her indifferently, "Why are you looking at me?"
"The captain is good-looking." Song Nanwu said the truth.
The corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise up, Si Jin was completely pleased, but he sneered, "You say it."
After a pause, Si Jin suddenly asked, "Then why don't you like Di Yuan?"
It's a matter of face, and Si Jin cares a lot about it.
Song Nanwu was stunned by this question, and then she said seriously, "Feng Ci is so graceful in a white dress, she looks like an immortal. Don't you think that's very attractive?"
Finally, he asked a rhetorical question.
Si Jin sneered, how fucking seductive and superficial!
"Sister, I'm a Buddhist and I'm in the hospital. Do you want to go see an ophthalmologist?"
"Um?"
"Oh."
Si Jin smiled intriguingly, said nothing more, then took his hands out of his pockets and continued eating the chicken.
Song Nanwu was also about to pull her hand back, but just as she moved, Si Jin, who was matching with her teammates, stopped her.
"Your hands are still cold, warm them up for a while."
Song Nanwu: “…”
In fact, she felt that her hands had become warm, but inexplicably she always felt that he seemed angry.
After closing her eyes, Song Nanwu replied softly, "Yeah."
I don't know if it was really because his hands were cold that hindered his operation? Si Jin played very fiercely in this round. He picked up a rifle as soon as he landed and killed a team of people directly.
It was a four-player mode, and I was matched with a girl. Her soft and sweet voice was very popular with the other two men in the team.
Whenever I picked up something good, I would give it to her immediately, and she would become fat in no time.
"Oh, I don't see anyone in the house across the street. Can Brother No. 1 come and rescue me?"
Suddenly, the girl let out a soft cry. Her clear and pleasant voice sounded a little aggrieved, and it sounded pitiful to Brazil, making people feel a little pity for her.
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