To My Dear Mr. Huo

give me back.

Su Qingsang was so angry that she almost jumped up to grab that bra.

It's just that Huo Jinyao's movements were one step faster than hers, and he lifted his hand lightly and lifted it up easily.

He was really tall and strong. Su Qingsang can still think of his six-pack abs that he saw this morning.

Looking at the man holding her black bra indifferently, her face became more and more red.

You give it back to me.

When she really decided to jump around and grab it. Huo Jinyao finally let her go kindly and put the small piece of fabric into her hand.

Su Qingsang breathed a sigh of relief, wrapped the small piece of fabric tightly in his hand without thinking, and then thought about how to put it back.

Who knew that Huo Jinyao turned his hand at this time and picked up the remaining few.

Su Qingsang saved the one in his hand, but failed to grab the others. I didn't expect Huo Jinyao to be so shameless.

Huo Jinyao.

Isn't he perverted?

Feel sorry.

When Huo Jinyao spoke, he put the light cloth in his hand back again. He grinned, showing his white teeth.

I haven't seen it before, I'm a little curious.

Haven't seen it? Who believes?

Su Qingsang didn't believe Huo Jinyao's words at all. Randomly tore through the pars, and then put them on the other side for storage.

She swept around again, and she was relieved that there was nothing else to attract the attention of this plague god.

Packed out a corner of the cloakroom: Your clothes are here.

Seeing him standing still, Su Qingsang couldn't stay any longer. I always feel that this is too small, and it feels very strange to just stay with him like this.

I still have something to do, you can clean it up yourself. When she spoke, she suddenly stopped to look at him: Don't mess with my things.

After returning to the study, Su Qingsang's face was still a little red.

The uncomfortable feeling surprised her. As a doctor, what have you not seen?

man's body woman's body, human anatomy.

Why is she uncomfortable? What's she up to? She can't do it at all, can she?

Patting his cheek, Su Qingsang decided to continue to finish the previous paper.

It's just that she was interrupted again before she could type two lines. Looking at Huo Jinyao's head, which was half way in from behind the door, she suddenly felt a little headache.

Is something wrong?

She was still thinking about the scene where he was holding his little cock just now, and her face couldn't be called very good-looking.

What would you like to eat tonight?

casual.

How can it be casual. When he was talking, Huo Jinyao had already come in: Why is it our first day of wedding today? Of course we have to celebrate, don't you think?

Su Qingsang squinted and glanced at Huo Jinyao's face: You don't want to cook, right?

A look of discomfort flashed across Huo Jinyao's face, but it was only for a moment: Of course not. I just want to celebrate with you.

Su Qingsang glanced at the time, it was still early, it was only before four o'clock: Late later. I have something to do.

It can't be too late. Huo Jinyao took a few steps forward and pulled her up: Before we go to dinner, we have to go somewhere else.

Where?

Su Qingsang didn't want to move, her paper was very important.

The hospital she is currently staying in brought her mentor, Director Zhang Qiubai, to her very well, and has always given her many opportunities to get started.

She also thought about continuing her studies until she got a doctorate degree.

You'll know when it arrives.

When talking, Huo Jinyao pulled her up strongly.

You— Su Qingsang had no choice but to quickly save the document and leave with him.