"They are very good, but they just encountered some special circumstances."

"What special circumstances?"

"This is personal privacy." Cheng Lang raised his eyebrows, "You seem to care about my personal doctor?"

It is indeed a delusion to think of slandering from this man.

"I care about my body. You always ask him to treat me. I don't have to understand his professional level?"

"Then the next time I change the doctor to show you."

"..." Xu Qiao's eyes trembled, "You won't want to open someone, are you?"

"It shouldn't be." Cheng Lang secretly gave Gao Rui in the passenger seat a "go to check" look, then patted the pillow, and silently urged Xu Qiao again.

Xu Qiao felt that he seemed to see from this action that "If you are better, you won't be able to do it."

This is a bloody script about what a child's playmate trades the body to evil forces.

She compromised, lay down horizontally in slow motion, lay on his legs on his side through the pillow, and trembled before she could lie down. She stretched her hands and wanted to get up again, but Cheng Lang pressed her head back.

"I won't eat you here," he said.

"..." The art of this man's speech comes again. The emphasis is on "here" instead of "eat you", which means where will he eat her?

Cheng Lang took a light breath, resisting the subtle abnormalities in his body, pressed the ice pack on her forehead, and talked to her and distracted: "Have you had dinner?"

Xu Qiao's limbs were very stiff, and he also needed this unnutritious dialogue to distract himself. He blinked quickly and replied: "I've eaten it."

“What are you eating?”

"dumpling."

"What stuffing?" Cheng Lang adjusted the position of the ice pack and pressed and put it on her forehead so that she would not be frozen.

"Cache? Shiitake mushrooms? Probably, I don't know them either."

"Why are you so vegetarian?"

"Pi Dan seems to be losing weight."

"Then you click something else."

Xu Qiao's body gradually relaxed in the boring conversation, and found that Cheng Lang focused on ice compress without any leverage, and there was a sense of pleasure that "this dog man is serving me."

Her tone became less hard and she muttered, "I'm lazy, and I'm busy."

Cheng Lang's breathing was also a little smoother, from looking straight ahead uneasily to being able to lower his eyes to looking at her: "What are you busy with?"

"Just draw." Xu Qiao didn't want to let him know about this before the results of the competition came out.

Cheng Lang nodded and did not ask any further.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling window on the second floor, a pair of people standing lined up against glasses with their hands wrapped in the shape of glasses. Looking at the small half of the car window lowered from the back seat of Bentley, they took a breath together.

Su Shan whispered: "I just said that the boss and Sister Yu Li have something to do?"
Chapter completed!