Xiangsimou, the CEO's runaway wife

58 Holding it in for a long time is not good for the body, and it will cause acne. Based on his experience, it is half-true and half-false. Will it be the best?

"Shh!"

A few A4 paper documents flew out of Gu Xilu's hands, and flew towards Ji Yan with great swishing sound.

In the end, due to insufficient strength, they were scattered on the ground dangling...

"Endocrine is that, men have it so many times a month! Holding it...holding it for a long time is not good for your health!"

As soon as Ji Yan closed his eyes, he had already evaded to the door, ready to see if the situation was wrong, so he just put oil on the soles of his feet...

"..."

Ji Yan felt that there was a problem with the time, why did the boss not move for so long?

"You followed up the whole process of the market research and drawing plan just now, and recorded it yourself. My special assistant to the president is so capable, and I feel more at ease doing everything myself!"

Just when Ji Yan thought that time had stagnated and the air around him was no longer flowing, he finally heard Gu Xilu speak again.

But why didn't he hear his wish?

"Follow up the whole process? Record it yourself? Do it yourself?"

oh!Megad!

Doesn't that mean that you can't see Duke Zhou tonight?

Is this self-inflicted?

Ji Yan opened the high-end and elegant CEO's door with his hands behind his back, and stepped half of his body outside the door. When only his gentle and delicate face and one foot were exposed, he stretched out his hands and stood upright, palms facing Gu Xilu, "Even if I don't sleep all night, and I still have to risk my life to advise, holding it in for a long time is not good for my health, it will cause acne..."

With a sound of "Whoosh!", Ji Yan dodges and closes the door.

After the unknown object hit the gate, it fell to the ground with a bang, and the tragic degree can be described as "you don't hear the sound, you only feel the vibration"!

Ji Yan stroked his frightened little heart, the sound insulation effect of the high-end door really stood the test!

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Mercy Hospital, Inpatient Department.

The young nurse had just pulled out the drip for Chu Qiao, and Qi Fang took her small white hand to help her press the needle to stop the bleeding.

"Your child is 38 degrees 6, and you still say you don't have a fever. If you didn't meet your aunt, would you plan to carry it over by yourself?"

Qi Fang pressed the hemostasis with one hand, and stroked Chu Qiao's slightly messy hair with the other hand, her movements were natural and generous.

Chu Qiao's blushing face slowly faded away, and Bai Xi's small face regained its color, only the cheeks were still smudged with a faint blush, which looked like a light rouge was applied.

She was dizzy throughout the infusion process, not because of illness, but because of a strange sense of intimacy.

Qi Fang and she waited at the nurse's station for less than 5 minutes when an "expert" in a white coat hurried over, followed by several young doctors and nurses also in white coats, each wearing a white mask.

Chu Qiao who watched that battle was dumbfounded.

The leading "expert" took off his mask and greeted Qi Fang: "Sister-in-law, why is it so urgent, I asked you to go there yourself!"

Qi Fang smiled and pulled the "expert" towards Chu Qiao, and whispered a few words in her ear, and then Chu Qiao felt that more than a dozen pairs of eyes were scrutinizing her body, which made Chu Qiao Qiao felt like sitting on pins and needles.