"I have something else to do, excuse me."
I don’t want to face Qiu Yanbo again. Su Qingsang bowed, turned around and went to his box.
Qiu Yanbo squinted his eyes and raised his steps as if he wanted to catch up, but stopped when he saw someone coming out of another box.
"Why did it take so long?"
As soon as Su Qingsang entered the door, he was teased.
"It must be the call from my husband. Tsk. This newlywed is just bored. We see each other every day, but we are still so clingy."
"No. We are so envious when we look at these young people."
Su Qingsang's face turned red and she felt very uncomfortable looking at these people.
Zuo Hongchen looked at the red cloud on her face that had not receded, and felt that her heart was blocked and uncomfortable.
It was obvious that he met her first, and it was obvious that he fell in love with her first. But it was a step too late. How could he not be angry
Su Qingsang didn't know what was going on. But others could see that Zuo Hongchen kept drinking one glass at a time.
At the end of the day, all the doctors and nurses were still sober because they didn't drink much. Zuo Hongchen and Deputy Director Yang from the hospital office got drunk first.
Su Qingsang originally wanted to suggest sending Zuo Hongchen home, but it was not convenient and other colleagues who were on the way sent him home.
She gave two other nurses a ride home. By the time she got home, Huo Jinyao had already returned.
Not only was he back, he also took a shower and was sitting on the bed, playing games on his mobile phone.
"Honey, you're back."
Throwing the phone aside, Huo Jinyao got out of bed and walked over and hugged Su Qingsang.
"Have you been drinking?" Why do you smell like alcohol
"No. Someone else drank it, and the smell got to me."
"real?"
Huo Jinyao leaned over and smelled her mouth.
"It smells like alcohol, but he said he didn't drink."
"I really didn't drink."
Su Qingsang also smelled her own scent: "Let me go and I'll take a shower."
Huo Jinyao stared at her little face and suddenly leaned over and said, "I want to wash it too."
"Didn't you wash it?"
"It's okay, you can wash it again."
While talking, Huo Jinyao picked up Su Qingsang.
Su Qingsang was startled: "Put me down."
"Hold on, I said we would take a shower together. Let's take a shower together. Wife, we haven't taken a shower together yet."
"Huo Jinyao." Su Qingsang's protest was silenced by his kiss. He carried the person into the bathroom, and the next scene was of course not just about taking a bath.
Su Qingsang was willing to resist, but how could he defeat Huo Jinyao? In the end, we can only let him do whatever he wants.
The result of his misbehavior was that when Su Qingsang came out of the bathroom, his hands and feet were weak.
Today was also a tiring day, and I felt sleepy as soon as my head hit the pillow.
Just as she was thinking about continuing to sleep, Huo Jinyao's hand reached out to her again.
Su Qingsang couldn't bear it and slapped his hand away.
"Huo Jinyao, give me a little more."
"Wife." Huo Jinyao turned over and restrained her hand: "There is no other way."
"you-"
"You won't go to work tomorrow anyway. How nice is that?"
She doesn't go to work, but she doesn't want to spend all her time in bed, okay
"you put-"
The cell phone rang suddenly, and Huo Jinyao stopped for a moment. He didn't want to answer the phone. But it kept ringing.
Su Qingsang took this opportunity to turn over from his arms and escape: "Aren't you going to answer the phone?"
Huo Jinyao took the phone over. The number displayed on it made his face change slightly, but only for a moment.
With a "pop" sound, he kissed Su Qingsang on the cheek and went outside with his cell phone.
Su Qingsang was so sleepy that she was about to fall asleep. Looking at Huo Jinyao's appearance, she suddenly woke up.
What call is this? Why avoid yourself
Three updates! I'd say continue tomorrow. . . . . cough. I'm going out. Go ahead with the rest of the night.
small theater:
Qingsang: I always feel that you are hiding something from me.
Huo Huo: How is that possible? Of course not. (Hands crossed on the back)
Qingsang: What are you doing with your hands
Huo Huo: Scratch it.
Qingsang: Really? Where does it itch
Huo Huo: My heart is itchy.
Qingsang: Is your heart long behind? You also said you had nothing to hide from me.
Huo Huo: Wife—
Qingsang: Stop talking. Kneel down on durian tonight.
Huo Huo: Die!
(End of chapter)