Come in the bowl of the brother of the quick travel strategy

Chapter 452 Four Great Talents in Beijing (13)

"Who's outside!" Xie Limeng scolded.

The door was suddenly pushed open, and a handsome face was revealed.

"Sorry, I accidentally got lost. It turns out this is your room." Zhou Jin walked in briskly.

Xie Limeng frowned, and said in an unhappy tone, "Who let you in."

Zhou Jin shook her head helplessly: "I've said it all, I lost my way accidentally, and no one was guarding your door, so I walked in naturally, shouldn't you be with Yu Jin?"

"He went back first. I'm not feeling well. You'd better disappear from my sight as soon as possible."

Zhou Jin didn't retreat but advanced: "Tsk tsk tsk, it's a pity that I just left as soon as I came to see you. If you have some time now, why don't we sing poems to fight against each other."

Xie Limeng felt a chill all over his body.

"Are you sour?"

He also recited poems and wrote poems, really thinking that he was an ancient person.

"How about playing a game?

Anyway, I don't care. You've been with him for so long just now. It doesn't make sense if you don't give me any time when you come here. "

"Are you a scoundrel?" Xie Limeng looked at him up and down.

"Rogue, this word sounds much better than the four great talents." Zhou Jin thought about the word, and then said.

Who was she meeting every day?

My heart still felt slightly uncomfortable, and I warned myself in my heart not to be angry or grumpy.

"Okay, don't sing poems, don't play games, just chat normally like brothers.

I heard that you had a serious illness a few days ago, so it's not convenient for you to tell me, what kind of illness is it? "

Zhou Jin didn't feel that she was a guest at all, so she found a stool and sat down.

"inconvenient."

"It's okay, but as far as I know, Master Dong's health has always been good, but his temper is a bit withdrawn. By the way, do you feel a little depressed because you are too out of group, and then have the idea of ​​committing suicide?"

Zhou Jin squinted her eyes and looked at her mysteriously. Before she could answer, she said to herself, "Hahaha, don't be angry, of course I was joking."

Xie Limeng suppressed her anger, her heart ached more and more, and she was even a little out of breath.

What he said was actually a little blurry until later.

"Have you finished speaking? Hurry up and leave." Xie Limeng pushed people out with a calm voice.

At this time, Zhou Jin seemed to realize that something was wrong. She stood up, walked in front of her, and reached out to touch her forehead.

"Are you really feeling unwell?"

Xie Limeng was in a trance. When Zhou Jin stretched out her hand, she didn't realize it yet, but suddenly felt the ice-cold touch on her forehead, which was a bit comfortable.

"Nonsense, you think I'm lying to you." Xie Limeng's tone was a little weak.

But he didn't avoid Zhou Jin's hand.

Zhou Jin took off her hand, frowned, thought for a while and said, "It shouldn't be a fever."

He looked at her wrist, then immediately held it up and pressed his fingers on the pulse point.

Xie Limeng was a little surprised: "You know the pulse?"

"I understand a little bit." Zhou Jin said in a flat tone, concentrating on taking her pulse.

At this moment, Xie Limeng suddenly realized something. If she took her pulse, she knew Chinese medicine. Wouldn't it be possible to tell whether she was a boy or a girl?

This idea just surfaced, and then I saw Zhou Jin looking at her with strange eyes.

(End of this chapter)