But he didn't know why he didn't like it.

Anxin was a little dumbfounded, Mo Qingchen's fingers were a little cold, rubbed on her eyebrows, and moved down unconsciously.

Move straight across the bridge of her nose and slide into her hot cheeks.

Her watery eyes widened, and her gaze was a little startled.

Didn't you say that Young Master Mo had a habit of cleanliness? Why is it that his fingers are not afraid to touch his skin at all?

Because of the lesson from the last time, Anxin was afraid that he would be amorous, so he didn't dare to push Young Master Mo's hand away.

"Mo, Young Master Mo, why can't I frown? Will it affect your research? ”

She asked timidly.

Mo Qingchen's eyes sank, and he found a good excuse for his strange psychological state.

"Hmm." He nodded lightly.

"Patients should be in a particularly good mood."

"You come with me."

An Xin trembled behind him, walked down the stairs, and stumbled into a secret room.

The secret room is located in the basement and is Mo Qingchen's separate medical research institute.

Pushing the door in, a strong smell of disinfectant and formalin came to my nose.

An Xin shuddered, his eyes widened, and he saw all kinds of strange instruments all around him.

"It's a kidney from a special patient."

"This is a specimen of an ancient Egyptian woman."

"This is ......"

Mo Qingchen rarely took the initiative to open Chrysostom, but before he finished speaking, Anxin was already hiding behind him and trembling.

Oh my God, what kind of special fetish is this Young Master Mo.

She covered her eyes with her hands, not daring to look at the strange things that were soaked in formalin.

It's horrible.

"Ink ...... Master. If you brought me here, no, you will make me a specimen. I, I don't like to be in formalin. ”

The more Anxin thought about it, the more panicked he became, and he groped the wall with both hands to go out.

Young Master Mo saved her life, and she should cooperate well to repay her.

However, this environment is also too terrifying.

No matter how you look at it, it's like a morgue, no, it's a hundred times scary than a morgue!

"Bang-" and she accidentally bumped into a bottle.

The bottle shattered in response, and the liquid inside immediately splashed everywhere, and even dyed Mo Qingchen's white coat.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Anxin panicked, and directly stepped forward to help him wipe his clothes with his hands.

Rubbing and rubbing, her feet slipped because of formalin everywhere under her feet.

hooked Mo Qingchen's neck like this, and the two of them fell directly to the ground.

Mo Qingchen opened his eyes, one hand supported the ground, and the other hand naturally wrapped around Anxin's waist.

"Ah-Young Master Mo, I'm sorry, I don't have a heart, I'll wash your clothes for you. Also, I'll clean it up here. ”

"If, if you want to compensate, I, I'll be a maid for you to compensate, okay?"

Because he was anxious, he was so anxious that he was incoherent.

Mo Qingchen didn't speak, and looked at her with a pair of cold eyes.

It's strange that this girl made a mess of his research and he didn't feel angry.

Anxin's hand was resting on his trivial bones, and her hand was a little warm.

Just like her red skin like tomatoes, warm, but like silk, smooth and delicate.

When Mo Qingchen was still in a trance, Anxin had already quickly climbed up.

I ran out with a cigarette, and a few minutes later I got a rag and a mop.

He was in full swing to carry out a complete cleaning of his research institute.

(Education 123 Literature Network)