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Chapter 106 People rely on clothes

Five days later, Yun Qiao took a walk after dinner and went to Xi Lanting's yard.

Xi Lanting was playing with a radio, listening to the woman singing songs inside; there were several books placed on the table next to him.

"Are they all for me?" Yun Qiao walked over and looked through them.

All are in English, and most of them are surgical, and some are orthopedic.

Although Li Hong has learned everything, he currently works in surgery, and occasionally does rotations in orthopedics. He pays more attention to works in this area.

Xi Lanting asked him and got the title of the book.

It is not easy to buy the latest American medical books in Yancheng.

Mr. Xi Qi, with his hands and eyes, only managed to collect these six books in five days.

"Yes." Xi Lanting still bent over.

He was tuning the radio and muttered, "Isn't there dance music?"

The radio was buzzing wildly because of him. He only played a few pleasant sounds before he turned away again.

Yun Qiao felt that he was like a restless child, sometimes doing this and sometimes doing that, forcing the radio to become anxious and uneasy.

If the radio had a hand, it would probably hit someone right now.

Although Yun Qiao was short-handed, he couldn't help but said: "Uncle Qi, please let the radio rest for a while, can't you just listen to it?"

Xi Lanting finally straightened up.

His eyes were bright and scorching, and his demeanor at this moment almost seemed a bit juvenile - because his eyes were too clear.

"I'm looking for a dance song." Xi Lanting turned around and leaned on the table again, "I haven't danced for a long time."

Yun Qiao took a look at the books in his hand. They were all hard to find, and there was no place to buy them if he had the money.

She took advantage of Uncle Qi.

"How about I go out dancing with Uncle Qi?" Yun Qiao took the initiative to show her kindness.

After hearing this, Xi Lanting frowned, as if he disliked her.

"I dance very well!" Yun Qiao gritted his teeth, wishing he could bite him.

Xi Lanting looked lazy: "It's not that I dislike you for not dancing well, but..."

He looked Yun Qiao up and down. She was dressed in homely clothes and slovenly. He disliked her as a person.

Yun Qiao: "..."

She recalled for no reason the day she met Lu Yao, who gritted her silver teeth and called him "Xi Laoqi" one after another. It really suited Yun Qiao's mood at the moment.

However, Yun Qiao is not Aunt Wen after all, and she doesn't dare to rely on someone to sell her old age.

Xi Lanting took out a cigarette. He wanted to smoke but felt bored. He leaned back on the sofa. He was bored to the extreme. He vaguely wanted to find trouble and have some fun.

Yun Qiao is the target of his trouble.

In order to save himself, Yun Qiao picked up the book and said, "I'll go back and change my clothes and make up. I'll make sure I look good and won't embarrass Uncle Qi. Wait for me!"

When she appeared in front of Xi Lanting again, her whole person had changed.

She wore a milky-white cheongsam embroidered with silver thread patterns, which was simple and luxurious. When the light shone on her, her clothes were flowing and her whole body was gorgeous.

Her hair is loose and pinned behind her ears with black hairpins. The whole hair is clean and smooth. She wears two ruby ​​earrings on her ears, which are the only bright colors she wears.

The light of the ruby ​​​​sets off her little face as white as jade, and her cherry lips are delicate.

She stood in front of Xi Lanting and asked him seriously: "How about it? Do you still embarrass Uncle Seventh?"

Xi Lanting was sitting, looking up at her now.

He looked at her carefully at first, his eyes far away, as if he saw another face through her skin. For some reason, his eyes suddenly became covered with a layer of water.

When Yun Qiao wanted to take a closer look, he stood up and turned away.

He walked inside and his voice was smooth and steady, without any fluctuation or warmth: "That's right, a person depends on his clothes."

Yun Qiao: "..."

Will you die if you compliment me on my beauty?

He went back to his room to change his clothes and came out after a while. Yun Qiao walked up to him. They both had the same outstanding appearance, which was particularly eye-catching.


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