What to hold hands?!

They are just taking the pulse!!!

Lu Weiwei, you are enough!

It's really enough! Why do you have to be self-indulgent?!

...No, I can't blame me! Isn't it good to be a prosecutor? What kind of thing is to learn from the old Chinese medicine doctor to take the pulse!!!

He pulled his hair hard with both hands and hit the wall, but he couldn't calm down his crazy mood. Fortunately, he didn't say misunderstandings in front of him, otherwise he would be shameless to see others!

"Weiwei." Lin Chen outside knocked on the bathroom door.

Lu Weiwei's movements stopped and she looked up at herself in the mirror. She didn't take off her clothes, so she was dressed neatly and her hairstyle was messy, but it was also in line with the image of preparing to take a shower.

She took a deep breath, stroked the hair on the side of her face, then opened the bathroom door, and tried to act as if nothing had happened.

Lin Chen stared at her suspiciously: "What's wrong with your head?"

Lu was slightly stunned, then covered her banged forehead, "...it may be a bag bitten by a mosquito."

Lin Chen frowned and looked at her again, "You forgot to take the bath towel."

Bath towels and toiletries are placed on the shelves outside the bathroom.

The master was going to repair the sewer in the bathroom just now. Lu Weiwei was afraid of getting these things dirty, so she put them outside. Now she rushed in to take a shower in a hurry, but forgot to take anything.

Even the clothes to change were not prepared.

Fortunately, it's still time...

Otherwise, if she finishes taking a shower later, would she have to ask Prosecutor Lin to hand her a bath towel?

Can't think about it anymore.

"Thank you, Lin." Lu Weiwei thanked her in a low voice and moved the bathroom supplies into the bathroom...

When he was about to close the door, Lin Chen suddenly pressed the door panel.

Lu Weiwei's heart shook again, and she looked up at him innocently.

"I don't usually care much about the name," Lin Chen said, standing at the bathroom door, "Mr. Lin, it doesn't matter if Lin Jianshi or just call him a name. However, when there are outsiders, remember to call me brother, otherwise it will be difficult to explain the fact that men and women live together, and it will be a bit troublesome to let people know your identity."

It turned out to be about this, and I almost thought he wanted to take a shower too...

Lu Weiwei nodded obediently: "Well, I remember."

Lin Chen stepped back and she closed the bathroom door.

Turning on the faucet, the sound of water filled the surroundings. The deer's slightly tense nerve finally relaxed, and she let out a long breath...

However, when I think of calling him brother in the future, I feel very burdened...

...

During dinner, the kitchen at home did not open, and Lin Chen ordered takeout.

There are spicy chicken, sweet and sour pork ribs, steamed taro paste and fried cabbage. It’s a coincidence that they are all dishes that Lu Weiwei loves.

Lu Weiwei sat at the dining table and looked at Lin Chen in a complicated mood.

Lin Chen was fiddling with the spicy chicken in the lunch box with chopsticks. He frowned, as if he was dissatisfied with the fact that he could see the spicy chicken in the dish in front of him.

Lu Weiwei silently withdrew her gaze and lowered her head to pick up the rice from the bowl.

She secretly warned herself: Don’t think too much!

Living together is to facilitate investigation of the case;

Paying for repairs is out of gentlemanly demeanor;

Take the pulse out of kindness and care;

As for buying the dishes she likes, maybe it’s because... he happens to like to eat them too?

Anyway, stop thinking about it!

His kindness is just a kind of politeness and a coincidence. Don't mistakenly think that he is for you!

Don’t be self-indulgent, don’t be self-righteous, and don’t believe in any destiny! - How can such good things be possible in the world? When you are helpless and desperate, you will be the true destiny of the emperor from heaven, and your life will become happy and fulfilling.

Lu Weiwei, you are seventeen years old, not a seven-year-old girl who is addicted to fairy tales.

The thoughts in my heart were mixed into a mess, and I didn’t know what it felt like when I ate the food. At night, Lu Weiwei naturally suffered from insomnia.

She didn't want to be superficial, but Lin Chen's meaning is too special to her.
Chapter completed!