The personal doctor of the beautiful president

The doctor is kind.

For someone with professional ethics like Han Xingye, it is very difficult for him to watch patients suffering from illnesses without doing anything.

After weighing again and again, he finally made a difficult decision to bring his talent to Xia Yanbing's home.

According to the address sent by Xia Yanbing, Han Xingye found it.

This is a very quiet, even a little secluded luxury residential area, all of which are detached villas.

The security measures here are very strict, no one else can get in, and the paparazzi really don't have much room to play.

Xia Yanbing's assistant waited at the gate of the community before taking Han Xingye in.

"Sister Bing has more than 30 properties. Don't worry about being photographed by the paparazzi. After all, there are three caves." The assistant introduced to Han Xingye: "But Sister Bing likes this place very much, it is very quiet."

Han Xingye murmured in his heart: This assistant is uneducated, is that how idioms are used?

One cave equals ten properties?
I just need a hole.

Xia Yanbing's villa was built by the lake, and the scenery is very beautiful.

It was night at this time, and against the backdrop of the lights, there was a sense of fantasy like a fairy tale castle.

Xia Yanbing was on the terrace, with her legs crossed elegantly, sitting on a soft sofa chair, enjoying the night breeze, watching the night scene.

Under the light, her figure looked extraordinarily enchanting.

But in terms of her demeanor and temperament, she was different from her previous state.

Without the charm of a vixen, there is a more dignified atmosphere.

"Little brother, you are here, please sit down quickly."

Under Xia Yanbing's warm greeting, Han Xingye sat down.

"Little brother, what do you think of my environment here? Do you want to have such a house?"

Han Xingye said: "Green mountains, green waters, and many mosquitoes, that's why I don't buy this kind of house."

Xia Yanbing pouted: "You make it sound like you can afford it?"

No, no, are there any young people nowadays who really can’t afford a house?
That's what the big talkers on the TV station have said, you little A-list star, who do you look down on?

Han Xingye was filled with righteous indignation, and said, "I really can't afford it."

"I discovered a secret. You have made a lot of money these days, but you seem to be desperately trying to make more money forever, but I know you are not the kind of person who regards money as one's life. Why is that?" Xia Yanbing asked road.

"It's not a secret, the sister of the Xiao family has already asked. Frankly speaking, I'm just a money fanatic, and I have nothing to hide." Han Xingye had an indifferent expression on his face, and didn't care what others thought about it.

"You earned so much money, but I didn't see you spend it at all. The clothes you wear all over your body add up to only a few hundred dollars." Xia Yanbing said: "Money is what you spend, and you don't spend money. No matter how much money you make, it’s not your own.”

"When I spend money, do I still need to notify you?" Han Xingye said, "You don't know, I raise thousands of younger brothers outside, and the cost is astonishing."

Xia Yanbing rolled his eyes: "The devil will believe you."

Han Xingye rolled his eyes back at Xia Yanbing: "I'm not used to you talking to me so seriously. I drive during the day, why are you serious at night?
Sure enough, he is an actor. "

"There are many people in the daytime, so it doesn't matter if you drive, but driving at night is prone to accidents." Xia Yanbing replied with that coquettish attitude: "Little brother, do you have a driver's license? Do you want my sister to be your personal trainer?"

"Cut, the king of mouth guns, a rookie without personnel, don't pretend to be a veteran driver."

Han Xingye's words almost caused Xia Yanbing to suffer internal injuries.

"You just want to make jokes on purpose and bypass this topic, so I won't be fooled by you." Xia Yanbing asked relentlessly, "Tell my sister, what secret do you have?"

"It's not good for you if you don't inquire about social matters." Han Xingye replied, "Didn't you say your stomach hurts? Why are you still blowing the night breeze?"

"I forgot if you didn't tell me, oops, it hurts again now, please give me a massage."

"Is your stomach still an artificial intelligence, so it hurts whenever you want?"

"Really, I won't lie to you, let's go, let's go to the room."

Xia Yanbing stood up and walked into the room.

Han Xingye was a little hesitant: Is it appropriate for me to go in if you want to kiss each other?

In order to save the sick and save lives, these red tapes are ignored.

Han Xingye followed in, almost dumbfounded.

Xia Yanbing's assistant team consisted of dozens of people.

"Is it different from the imagined scene?" Xia Yanbing asked with a light smile.

I thought I was going to the meeting alone, but I didn't expect it to be a Hongmen banquet.

Han Xingye really wanted to say to these dozens of people, raise your hands, you are already surrounded.

Xia Yanbing lay down on the beanbag sofa, and said softly: "Little brother, come and give me a massage for sister, let go a little bit, press where you should, don't be polite."

Han Xingye was also polite, and ordered, "Take off your high heels."

"What are you taking off your shoes for?"

"Massage."

"Where are you going to press?"

"Press your feet, don't you know that there are many acupuncture points on the soles of your feet?"

Xia Yanbing froze for a moment: "Didn't you say that the position is rather awkward? I thought..."

"Why, I'm worried that I really have to drive, so so many people are here to supervise, lest I don't obey the rules?"

Xia Yanbing sticks out her tongue embarrassingly: "Little brother, I'm sorry, it's my sister who saved the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

But I don't understand why it's embarrassing to press your feet? "

Han Xingye covered his nose: "Holding your stinky feet, you are not embarrassed, but I am."

Xia Yanbing's face turned red, and he said angrily, "My sister's feet don't stink, you do."

"You're being unreasonable. From a scientific point of view, the soles of human feet sweat, so there must be a bad smell." Han Xingye discussed with Xia Yanbing with a pragmatic and scientific attitude.

If you don’t have Iron Man like this, isn’t it said that the products from the goddess’ digestive system are all strawberry flavored?
Xia Yanbing said a little unconvinced: "Sister's feet are fragrant, if you don't believe me, you can even taste it."

Han Xingye was upset: "It's too much, I'm not a cheater."

Xia Yanbing didn't want to spoil this little brother, so he put his legs on Han Xingye's lap directly.

"Help me take off my shoes, massage and walk."

Han Xingye took off Xia Yanbing's high heels casually, and there was a faint smell of leather mixed with sweat.

But it really can't be described as smelly.

What surprised Han Xingye was that Xia Yanbing was so tall, but her feet were so small.

As a star, Xia Yanbing spends huge sums of money on maintenance every year. Her feet are very delicate, her skin is smooth, there are no calluses on her feet, and there is no peeling.

It's so perfect, it can be used as a foot model.