Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

Immediately afterwards, the white door opened in front of her.

Bao Jingxing's slender figure appeared in front of her, and the moment his gaze fell on her, it became real, and he couldn't help asking, "Xiaoqian, why did you get up so early today?"

Qin Yiren wore her long hair in a mess of sleep, and didn't notice that the suspenders of the little yellow duck's nightdress slipped off, exposing a large area of ​​snow-white skin on her shoulders and neck.

"Jing Xing, look!"

Enthusiastically handing the phone to Bao Jingxing, Qin Yiren triumphantly offered the treasure: "I didn't expect that, I'm still very marketable!"

Bao Jingxing restrained himself from looking away from her, took the phone and asked with a smile, "What market..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the chatting interface on the phone.

Among them, the slightly nervous one is obviously Qin Yiren, and the other is the HR of a certain medical and aesthetic institution. The two of them had a very pleasant conversation and have already made an appointment for an interview.

After clicking on the information and taking a cursory look at the organization's license, Bao Jingxing raised his eyebrows helplessly.

Compared with the little girl who has no experience in the world, he is very clear about the unreliability of these medical and aesthetic institutions.

Unable to bear to dampen her enthusiasm, Bao Jingxing said after deliberation: "Xiaoqian, you are a top student in the medical university, isn't it too wronged to find a job in this kind of institution?"

"As long as it is self-supporting work, I will not be wronged."

Qin Yiren took the phone back on tiptoe, and continued happily: "And people like me who are inexperienced all started as an assistant doctor, probably helping with suture work!"

Bo Jingxing raised his hand and rubbed the top of her hair, turned her sideways to let her into the room, and explained slowly: "It's true that this is the case under normal circumstances, but this type of institution is not very formal, and I'm afraid you will be directly operated on."

Qin Yiren was dumbfounded, and let Bao Jingxing pull her to sit on the sofa, and asked in confusion, "Can private hospitals still be informal?"

"Ah."

Bao Jingxing smiled, loving her ignorance of the world: "Now it's different from a few years ago. Institutions like medical beauty are very popular, and girls like to use knives on their faces."

The world after a few years is of course different from what Qin Yiren remembered.

She blinked dumbly, pouted her mouth unhappily, and said listlessly, "Then... am I not going to the interview?"

Bao Jingxing couldn't see her being disappointed, and said without hesitation: "Speaking of which, medical beauty doesn't have to be an informal one. If you want to go, I can try it with you."

"it is good!"

Qin Yiren's black and white eyes lit up again, and he began to plan for the 'first' job hunting in his life: "What kind of clothes should I wear? A suit and skirt... I don't think I have any."

"It's just an interview, it doesn't have to be that formal."

Bao Jingxing looked at her and smiled lightly, his eyes inadvertently slipped to the snow-white skin of her shoulders and neck again.

Realizing that such a scenery is a great temptation, he hesitated and stretched out his hand, gently brushing her soft skin with his slender fingertips, tidying up for her helplessly.

"...!"

Realizing this situation belatedly, Qin Yiren's porcelain-white cheeks were immediately flushed, and she tried to pretend that nothing happened: "Then, then I'll go back to my room and change!"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Bao Jingxing's consent, she ran out of the room like a gust of wind, feeling embarrassed to see him for the time being.

Looking at her fleeing back, Bao Jingxing chuckled fondly, looking down at the fingertips that seemed to be soaked in her body temperature, savoring the soft touch.

He is a normal man, the lover he likes is right in front of him, no one can guarantee that he will always be a gentleman.

With that said...

The marriage between him and Qin Yiren had better be put on the agenda as soon as possible.

……

next door.

Qin Yiren slipped back to her room, leaning against the cold door, thinking hard about how bad her image was just now.

Looking at the messy big bed, she had a clear understanding of her poor sleeping position.

Therefore, it is completely normal for the shoulder straps of the nightdress to slip off without her noticing, the key to the problem is to what extent!
I really can't remember if it was exaggerated.

Qin Yiren ran into the cloakroom in tears and chose a set of clothes that had nothing to do with ambiguity, trying to show that she had absolutely no intention of seducing anyone!
Standing in front of the full-length mirror and turning around, because the job interview appointment was at ten o'clock in the morning, she chose a dark Chanel suit and spread her waist-length hair out, looking a bit like a professional woman.

Posing N poses towards the mirror, she wondered whether Bao Jingxing had forgotten the embarrassing scene just now, and shrank nervously in the room, not daring to show her face.

As if guessing what she was thinking, Bao Jingxing waited patiently for a while, then knocked on her door himself, and asked with a smile, "Xiaoqian, do you want me to help?"

help?

what can i do...

Qin Yiren's cheeks turned red again as his fever had receded slightly, he waved his hands in front of him, and awkwardly went out to open the door, "Is this okay?"

"Very good." Bao Jingxing was not stingy with his compliments, and said meaningfully: "My Xiaoqian looks so beautiful in everything she wears."

Having just experienced such a scene, his love words sounded especially ambiguous.

Qin Yiren bit her lower lip in embarrassment, gave him a charming look, and hesitated to speak, not knowing how to answer.

Fortunately, Bao Jingxing understood her temperament very well, so he suppressed his smile and stopped teasing her.

Holding her hand and leaving the room, he naturally changed the subject: "I see that you have scheduled the interview until three o'clock in the afternoon, and plan to meet Jiang Yun at night?"

"Yes."

Speaking of serious matters, Qin Yiren gradually became calm, and asked hesitantly: "But Jiang Yun's situation was so bad yesterday, can he meet us today?"

While she's not a medical student in psychiatry, it's clearly unethical to stimulate a patient.

Jiang Yun's experience was already very pitiful, and she didn't want to make Jiang Yun's condition worse because of herself.

"Okay, I'll ask the nurse." Bao Jingxing nodded towards his aunt, and pushed Qin Yiren to the restaurant, "But I have seen Jiang Yun's case before, and her condition is not particularly serious in the category of mental illness. type."

"Even if it's not particularly serious, she's still a sick person."

Sitting in front of the European-style dining table, Qin Yiren habitually moved the chair towards Bao Jingxing, thinking, "If her condition is not very good, we can go there in two days."

Bao Jingxing stood condescendingly behind her, taking a panoramic view of her little movements.

Slightly nodding his head in agreement with her, he sat beside her in a gentle manner, and started to serve her the sweet soup he liked, "Xiaoqian, the interview will be later..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the phone rang suddenly.