Listening to Yun Chunxi's brisk, slightly mysterious voice, Bo Jinghan's eyebrows jumped.
Her intuition told her that this was not a good thing!
"Where are you going? I won't accompany you on the tryst. That would be a bigger target for you two. If you don't get caught, you'd have to be in the newspaper together. Maybe some paparazzi will catch you, and it's possible for us to have a threesome!"
"Hey, you can let him go on such an unscrupulous report?"
Yun Chunxi continued teasingly: "You don't have to accompany me on a tryst. I'm not stupid. How can I bring a light bulb with me when I meet a man? In this way, you and I will go to the hospital to visit patients tomorrow. After that,
How about I run away first and you cover me?!"
"Visiting a sick person? Who is sick? Do I know him?"
"We know, we know, we know each other so well!"
Yun Chunxi said repeatedly.
This rhetoric made Bo Jinghan curious: "Who is it?"
"Lin Xing!"
"He? What's wrong with him?"
Opening his mailbox, Bo Jinghan was browsing the unread emails he received yesterday when he heard Yun Chunxi say something while holding back a laugh.
"You don't know yet? He has a fractured corpus cavernosum and is lying in the hospital! I just heard that Qiao Xin broke it for him last weekend!"
The hand holding the mouse shook slightly, and Bo Jinghan couldn't hold it back and burst into laughter.
Then he asked an even more explosive question: "Is this... a sit-down or a cross-cut?"
*
The other side.
Lin Xing, who was lying on the hospital bed, sneezed several times in succession.
Who is scolding him?
"Lin Xing, do you have a cold? I'll call the doctor!"
Qiao Xin, who was sleeping on the sofa nearby and playing games with her PSP, was in high spirits. When she heard the sneezing, she immediately got up, raised her legs and ran towards the door of the ward.
This week, I don’t know how many times this kind of thing happened.
Everyone in the main hospital now knows about Qiao Xin's existence.
And those little nurses who had longed for Lin Xing started to come in droves to offer condolences, but under Miss Qiao Xin's strong suppression, from then on... they were left alone.
"Wait a minute! Come back here!"
Lin Xing shouted loudly, and Qiao Xin immediately stopped, turned around and ran back with a bound.
He stretched out his hand towards Lin Xing and said, "My dear, don't be angry with me anymore!"
Recalling what Qiao Xin did just now, Lin Xing's pretty face fell.
He reached out and picked her off like a little chicken.
"Qiao Xin, ancestor, aunt, I beg you, can you stop tormenting me? I am also a patient after all... You, you can't just listen to me, go home!"
If you asked him how he felt when he saw Qiao Xin now, he would probably have one feeling - his balls hurt!
In the past two days, Qiao Xin, in addition to clearing away visitors from time to time, would also say loud and misleading words.
She will tell every woman who comes to visit - Lin Xing was killed by me!
And that evil "sitting" will always be understood as "doing"...
Of course, this is nothing. At most, I will lose the favor of a few beauties, or watch a Qiong Yao version of a lively drama.
But Qiao Xin, this Voldemort, completely ignored his "special condition", and would tease him a little from time to time, forcing out a man's natural physiological reaction, and constantly tormenting his poor, injured... little one.
brother.
And afterwards, Voldemort also put on a pitiful and innocent expression of "Hey, why did it raise its head again?" and "I didn't mean to do this"!
Just like now... Listening to Yun Chunxi's brisk, slightly mysterious voice, Bo Jinghan's eyebrows jumped.
Her intuition told her that this was not a good thing!
"Where are you going? I won't accompany you on the tryst. That would be a bigger target for you two. If you don't get caught, you'd have to be in the newspaper together. Maybe some paparazzi will catch you, and it's possible for us to have a threesome!"
"Hey, you can let him go on such an unscrupulous report?"
Yun Chunxi continued teasingly: "You don't have to accompany me on a tryst. I'm not stupid. How can I bring a light bulb with me when I meet a man? In this way, you and I will go to the hospital to visit patients tomorrow. After that,
How about I run away first and you cover me?!"
"Visiting a sick person? Who is sick? Do I know him?"
"We know, we know, we know each other so well!"
Yun Chunxi said repeatedly.
This rhetoric made Bo Jinghan curious: "Who is it?"
"Lin Xing!"
"He? What's wrong with him?"
Opening his mailbox, Bo Jinghan was browsing the unread emails he received yesterday when he heard Yun Chunxi say something while holding back a laugh.
"You don't know yet? He has a fractured corpus cavernosum and is lying in the hospital! I just heard that Qiao Xin broke it for him last weekend!"
The hand holding the mouse shook slightly, and Bo Jinghan couldn't hold it back and burst into laughter.
Then he asked an even more explosive question: "Is this... a sit-down or a cross-cut?"
*
The other side.
Lin Xing, who was lying on the hospital bed, sneezed several times in succession.
Who is scolding him?
"Lin Xing, do you have a cold? I'll call the doctor!"
Qiao Xin, who was sleeping on the sofa nearby and playing games with her PSP, was in high spirits. When she heard the sneezing, she immediately got up, raised her legs and ran towards the door of the ward.
This week, I don’t know how many times this kind of thing happened.
Everyone in the main hospital now knows about Qiao Xin's existence.
And those little nurses who had longed for Lin Xing started to come in droves to offer condolences, but under Miss Qiao Xin's strong suppression, from then on... they were left alone.
"Wait a minute! Come back here!"
Lin Xing shouted loudly, and Qiao Xin immediately stopped, turned around and ran back with a bound.
He stretched out his hand towards Lin Xing and said, "My dear, don't be angry with me anymore!"
Recalling what Qiao Xin did just now, Lin Xing's pretty face fell.
He reached out and picked her off like a little chicken.
"Qiao Xin, ancestor, aunt, I beg you, can you stop tormenting me? I am also a patient after all... You, you can't just listen to me, go home!"
If you asked him how he felt when he saw Qiao Xin now, he would probably have one feeling - his balls hurt!
In the past two days, Qiao Xin, in addition to clearing away visitors from time to time, would also say loud and misleading words.
She will tell every woman who comes to visit - Lin Xing was killed by me!
And that evil "sitting" will always be understood as "doing"...
Of course, this is nothing. At most, I will lose the favor of a few beauties, or watch a Qiong Yao version of a lively drama.
But Qiao Xin, this Voldemort, completely ignored his "special condition", and would tease him a little from time to time, forcing out a man's natural physiological reaction, and constantly tormenting his poor, injured... little one.
brother.
And afterwards, Voldemort also put on a pitiful and innocent expression of "Hey, why did it raise its head again?" and "I didn't mean to do this"!
