So You’re Such A Doctor Song

Song Chuyi's eyes looked at her tender red face for a few seconds, turned away, and poured a glass of white wine, "I drink."

He drank it and the glass bottomed out.

Chang Qing stayed blank, staring at his fair complexion, remembering the messy appearance of being drunk in his own home last time, pulling his pants hard under the table, and whispering, "Are you okay?"

Song Chuyi shook her head expressionlessly.

Chi Yining covered her lips and laughed: "Dr. Song, I don't want to eat mango with our sister Changqing so much?"

"Don't you think the mango is too yellow?" Song Chuyi said slightly.

Everyone froze and laughed.

Zhan Mingwei patted the table and laughed: "Yeah, too yellow, come here and continue playing".

"You play, I'll go to the bathroom", Song Chuyi suddenly got up.

Chang Qing and him were closest to each other, and at a glance he noticed that there was a tide on his forehead.

After another play, Chang Qing's cell phone suddenly rang, and she took the opportunity to leave the wine table.

The call was made by Longxin. It was nothing more than asking how she and Song Chuyi had done. After coping with a few words, Chang Qing thought about going to the toilet.

By that time, it happened that Song Chuyi stumbled out of the men's toilet. He took two steps and leaned against the wall. His flushed face was lifted slightly, his eyes were slightly squinted, and the smooth chin line was still **** With drops of water.

"Song Chuchu, are you okay?" Chang Qing looked around. No one, crappily hurried over, complaining, "Why do you say you can't drink?"

Song Chuyi's scorching eyes stared at her, lip-scratching, and evil, "Do you mean that I want you to eat mango with you?"

Chang Qing's face became hot.

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He left the wall on his back and stepped forward, but staggered onto her.

Chang Qing whispered and hugged him, but his body was completely pressed against her thin shoulders, and she had no choice but to hug him on the back.

The silhouette of the two people hugging together was sketched on the floor. Chang Qing was beating heartily, regretfully dying. I knew I would not wear this dress today, and all my shoulders were exposed, making Song Chuyi look like her skin Likely.

For the first time, she was so close to a man.

For the first time, a man sprayed breath on his shoulder, itchy and numb.

"What do you want, still return to the wine table?" Chang Qing was at a loss, "or go back?"

"You drive," Song Chuyi took out a car key from his pants pocket.

Chang Qing stayed, "but I'm still at the dinner party."

"Well, let me go by myself." Song Chuyi left her, holding on to the wall and shaking.

Chang Qing stomped his feet and could be sent by the villa man, this man.

However, think about how the couple also had a couple, and the ghost sent the **** to help him.

The two went out through the back door. Chang Qing found his car. Song Chuyi fell into the co-driver's seat and closed his eyes, Jun Rong twitched and leaned back.

Chang Qing took the driver's seat and found him covering his stomach with his hands.

"Did you drink that glass too quickly and hurt yourself?" Chang Qing did not drink liquor, but also guessed that the glass of liquor is so spicy that people who do not drink it will not be able to carry it with a single sip.

Song Chuyi pressed her lips tightly and didn't speak, just rubbing her stomach.

A man showed a painful gesture in front of himself. Chang Qing was helpless. After thinking for a long time, he found a bottle of green herbal cream from his purse.