The sick and charming male god of fast transmigration wants to hug

Xu Yibai thought about some things that happened during the day, looked up at his face, and then gently tucked him in the slipped quilt.

Let's go back to the original point.

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This morning, Bai Lin didn't have the usual energy, probably because Lucas had already poured him the eighth glass of orange juice in a row.

"I want a change." He had an unlovely expression on his face.

So the understanding Lucas switched the orange juices of Bai Lin and Xu Yibai.

"..." Xu Yibai, the innocent victim, couldn't take it anymore. He was also thinking about where Cheng Xiaoxia could go.

Except for the classical music that Lucas was playing, the atmosphere in the room was dull.

Only the president has a good appetite, but it's not obvious on the surface, because the way he eats is too elegant.

Bai Lin thought about it for a long time, and felt that he could only attack Miao Jingcheng, because he might be the last person to see Cheng Xiaoxia, and maybe there was a way to get back the memory that Zhu Wei had erased from him.

"Miao Jingcheng, can I ask you for a favor?" Bai Lin stared at Miao Jingcheng's handsome face, and smiled obsequiously.

"help?"

Bai Lin's strange eunuch-like expression suddenly changed, and Miao Jingcheng suddenly recalled the secretaries in the company who were studying how to eat him up every day, and couldn't help but smile contemptuously: "What good do I have?"

Didn't I just save you yesterday? Hundan, men are indeed big pigs.

I slept in someone else's bed last night, but I forgot about it today!

"I feel much better than yesterday," the president added in an instant, "There is nothing important to do and I will leave later. The company still has a lot of business to deal with."

Looking at Miao Jingcheng's cold eyes, Bai Lin's expression collapsed again, Miao Jingcheng's true nature was fully exposed, how can your official CP be more important than your official CP?

Xu Yibai looked at his face that alternated between crying and smiling, whether it was worry or joking: "Does it matter if you don't take the medicine?"

Don't wait until you get sick and turn the whole mental hospital into zombies. This is easy to deal with, but it will be difficult to lure Zhu Wei here.

Now, thanks to his illusion, the "302 Experimental Subject" in the laboratory liquid column and "Miao Jingcheng" in Room 410 have not made Zhu Wei suspicious, and he is still conducting routine experiments—speaking of which, Xu Yibai decided to go there when he has time Taking a peek at his experiment notebook, he still couldn't figure out what Zhu Wei was trying to do.

Bai Lin had a bold idea in his heart. In the eight o'clock dog-blood idol drama, it doesn't matter whether the hero and heroine have amnesia, as long as they come to the place where they used to date, even if they are brain-dead, they can instantly cheat corpses. So if you can bring Miao Jingcheng to him and Cheng Xiaoxia's familiar place...

"Can we take Miao Jingcheng out secretly?" Bai Lin decided to ask Xu Yibai first.

"Impossible," Xu Yibai shook his head resolutely with a piece of toast in his mouth, "Although the hospital seems to be able to open to the outside world, there is actually an invisible wall blocking it, and only Zhu Wei can pass through. , without his permission, even I have no authority."

Bai Lin sighed, he understood why the second part of the mission "outlast escape" was an additional mission objective.

But he doesn't care, if he doesn't even protect his life, who cares about the additional clauses?

He rested his chin and looked at Miao Jingcheng's dead face, which could be described as misty and full of sorrow.