Chapter 74

His tall, slightly curved, firm chin and angular face cling to her flat abdomen, like listening to fetal movement in TV dramas.

He closed his eyes contentedly.

Qingyao's hands were frozen in the air on his shoulders, and his mind seemed to explode like thunder.

From the face to the neck, even to the toes, the whole body is like cooked shrimp, red and swollen.

The heart beat too fast to feel any rules.

Between the nose and the nose, it is the perfume of men's exclusive perfume, like fresh forest, mixed with extremely pale wine, tobacco and medicinal flavor, so strong and so enchanting.

Qingyao unconsciously lowered his head slowly. The man's thick and dark short hair was close in front of him. It was so soft that people wanted to reach out and insert it. It was so real that she could easily touch it as soon as she started.

She was stiff in the air and moved manually. Then, she didn't really touch it. She didn't dare.

Lu Shaoqiu sighed contentedly in his heart. He thought he would be satisfied with such a hug.

Who knows, such an intimate hug is more stimulating to the deeper desire in the body.

He wants to get her.

Like a man with a woman.

The little Mustang is his wife. He wants to beat her as hard as his husband and wife

He tried to precipitate and precipitate, turned his face and put his face on her tight belly.

Qingyao could feel the slight rubbing of his tall nose bridge on his stomach. The blood rushed to his head, and she almost fainted.

Such an action is too

Even the best friend, but he is a man, she is a woman, should not be like this.

Reason finally defeated the consciousness of derailment. She suddenly pushed him away, retreated far away, and gasped violently up and down her chest.

I don't know how to speak.

Just now, she seems to have a nostalgia!

Damn it, how could she be so shameless? Shit! She is not *, how can she be nostalgic for the hug of a strange man?

Crazy, crazy, must be crazy!

"Hello, good injection. The wallet has been sent back to you. I'm leaving!"

"Don't go!" Lu Shaoqiu's face was very heavy and her body was still swollen and painful. Just because she guessed what she was worried about, she didn't continue to make strong and let her push herself away.

Qingyao was so upset that he couldn't regret, regret or hate. In short, he was crazy.

She took her bag and strode to the door.

"Do you want me to pull out the needle to stop you?" Lu Shaoqiu pulled out the high tone.

Qingyao's hurried footsteps stopped at the door and turned his head to look at him.

His eyes were filled with all kinds of remorse.

Lu Shaoqiu was distressed. She didn't have to blame herself!

Pointing to the sofa, he said softly, "sit there and see you off when I finish hanging!"

Qingyao insisted with a tangled face: "I can go by myself."

"It's too late. It's not safe!"

Dare not let him pull out the needle, and don't want to listen to him. Sit back. Qingyao wood wants to pestle at the door and don't move.

It is said that if the needle is not pulled out well, the blood will flow back. Will it run out and die?

Qingyao began to struggle with this problem.

Lu Shaoqiu stopped stimulating her and turned to work: "Cheng nuoyang, try not to annoy him. Although you have good skills and brain..."

He didn't finish this sentence, omitted it and continued: "his greatest advantage is to remember revenge. It's not worth spending time and energy on him."

"What's wrong with my brain? I'm a talented designer and a top player in Sanda. My brain can't compare with that smelly boy? Revenge, isn't it? My aunt is waiting for him!" Qingyuan protested.

Lu Shaoqiu looked at her with deep black diamond eyes and wondered if there was someone else who had just made him feel like a horse and almost broke through the work and was full of temptation?

As if to show his determination, Qingyao clenched his hand into a fist: "whatever his identity, my aunt has no scruples and is not afraid of him!"

Lu Shaoqiu looked up and looked at the potion in the bottle. The speed of dropping the liquid was faster. With the naked eye, it was almost DC. He smiled: "I know you're not afraid. You're not even afraid of me. Who else can you be afraid of? I mean, Cheng nuoyang is a very beautiful man. He's about your age. Don't come and go. He's just an enemy and has become an enemy. He's always been very feminine."

"You mean I'll like him?"

Lu shaoqiumo, the back of his hand swells. He beats it rhythmically with his other hand.

Qingyao jumped: "my aunt, a married woman would like that kind of hairy boy? Are you crazy, Lu Shaoqiu? Do you know how insulting you are? If you weren't a patient, my aunt would beat you directly!"

Lu Shaoqiu continued to shoot. As expected, the speed was much faster. There was only one third of the water in the bottle.

Qingyao finally noticed his movements and walked forward: "what are you doing?"

"Nothing."

Qingyao turned his eyes to the speed control switch of infusion, and his white face sank: "didn't the nurse make it so fast just now? Did you adjust it yourself?"

Lu Shaoqiu smiled: "no, you go on."

Qingyao stared at the flowing pipe: "what did I say? I remember I didn't infuse so fast before?"

"This speed is divided into people. Men and women are different, and women and children are different."

Qingyao doubted: "Oh."

Force yourself not to look at the pipe.

Lu Shaoqiu wanted to laugh but didn't laugh. Onoma is too trusting. Cheng nuoyang is a famous ruffian playing with women in the social circle. She's really worried that she can't get it.

If only she were as timid as other women

Call the nurse to pull out the needle, and Lu Shaoqiu goes to the inside to change his clothes.

The clothes stained with tobacco and wine had long been sent back by Shi LAN for cleaning, and a suit of casual clothes was sent back to him again.

The combination of light gray linen shirt and beige nine point trousers shows Lu Shaoqiu's elegant and handsome.

Qingyao's rare sharp eyes said, "did you leave happy valley this afternoon and go back to change your clothes?"

Lu Shaoqiu bent down to pick up his wallet from the sofa and answered casually, "no, this set was just sent by Shi langang."

"Your special assistant is really dedicated. Most people can't follow her as she does."

Lu Shaoqiu looked at her and didn't speak.

Qingyao wanted to smoke his mouth again: you are a married new employee who has just joined the group. What are you talking about!

Two people out of the hospital.

Just got on the bus, Lu Shaoqiu's mobile phone rang: "Shi LAN."

Qingyuan was sitting in the co driver's seat and was very close. In addition, the car was surprisingly quiet. He could vaguely hear the voice of Shi LAN.

"President Lu, are you finished losing?"

Lu Shaoqiu said softly, "yes."

"I'll pick you up."

"No, you rest. I'll go back by myself."

"You are still weak!"

"No problem, I'm on my way."

"... OK, be careful. Call me if you need anything."

The phone hung up. Lu Shaoqiu looked at Qingyao. Qingyao brushed back his ears, leaned against the back of the chair and looked out of the window.

The entrance of the hospital is cold. It's really not interesting.

Lu Shaoqiu took back her eyes, his face returned to indifference, and started the car.

Qingyao didn't say anything. "Where are you going?"

"There is a seafood barbecue restaurant open all night. People who have been there say it's good. After staying up in the middle of the night, I'll take you to eat a good meal and go back to bed."

"No!" Qingyao looked at the small red pinhole on the back of his left hand. When he heard the word seafood, he was shocked, like he was allergic to it.

Lu Shaoqiu laughed and said, "you eat raw thorn, I eat something else, not seafood."

The car drove fast on the avenue with few cars in the early morning.

Qingyao's eyes fell on his left hand holding the steering wheel for a long time. The pinhole on it was really eye-catching.

She doesn't think she can drive. She's very worthless.

It's terrible to let a patient who has just recovered drive himself.

Until she sat down on the soft tatami of the high-grade and beautiful Cisheng shop, this sense of shame still haunted her.

So that when the waiter in kimono brought a large plate of steaming Australian lobster with other seafood to the table, her eyes were no longer as bright as diamonds as usual, but as bright as pearls.

Moreover, when she enjoyed it, she felt even more ashamed when she saw a small basin of light sushi and a small bowl of plain soup sent by the waiter to Lu Shaoqiu.

She even thought that if Shi LAN were there, she would not let him face such a cruel picture!

Lu Shaoqiu drank a few mouthfuls of soup gracefully, raised her eyes to see her slow down, turned to the thorn pot: "not to your taste?"

"No." how is that possible? If such a delicious lobster doesn't go against her appetite, she won't be able to live in yunqingyao.

Lu Shaoqiu joked: "I eat so slowly. Do you want to stay with me more?"

"Wool!" Qingyao was successfully deceived and stimulated.

Restore a regular eating appearance.

I can't bear to see that.

Lu Shaoqiu finally smiled happily.

On the one hand, I hope she can always maintain such an easily deceived and stimulated state in front of herself, and on the other hand, I hope she can be so cautious in other men.

So contradictory

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On the way to Chashan, Qingyao slept in the soft chair in the back seat, took a plane for two hours and a car for more than three hours.

As soon as I arrived at the hotel and confirmed my room, I immediately followed the shooting team to Chashan.

After nearly half a month of modeling, she was pulled up, pressed, pulled away, taken down, stuffed into the fitting room and pulled out like a puppet. She was busy from morning to night every day. She was half dead tired. Finally, she was unanimously satisfied by Cheng shiye and fan Yue.

Yesterday, he took another audition photo. Qingyao said he had taken it. Fan Yue asked who took it?

When Qingyao thought about it, he couldn't reveal that it was Lu Shaoqiu, so he was dumb.

Cheng shiye said: "Qingyao, since we are in this business, we should first take a serious attitude. You are the backbone of our team. The backbone is not correct. Do you think we who are the lower beam can still work hard? If we can't work hard, the backbone is crooked. What's the significance of the establishment of our team? I heard that you used to do entertainment records, then you think it's still interesting to do it "Why don't you go back to your job and follow those tight rope teams all day, poking a gun and shooting a shot like a guerrilla war?"

He gave Qingyao a red face and said, "I'm wrong. I'm a big broker. I'm really wrong. What shall we do next?"