The Pillow of the Bad President

Sang Xiaoyu bit her lip and looked at him. .

When she said the last sentence just now, her suave and suave eyes were drooping, there was no light in them, and the muscles around her lips were tense.

If a doctor can no longer be on the operating table, it is almost the most fatal blow. She knows that he is entrusted with the responsibility of treating patients, and also knows how much he loves this profession in his heart.

Due to his current illness, he was forced to give up...

Sang Xiaoyu knew that kind of parting, so she felt sorry for him.

Qin Sinian's body was stiff and did not move.

The soft little hand covering it was opening his palm little by little, curling his fingers on the lines. He leaned over and saw her quietly looking at his eyes like a pair of black gems, Shining there, it shone even more into his heart.

Invisibly, I can feel that power.

After hesitating for two seconds, he slightly closed his palms and shook them back.

During the dinner, the eldest sister went back to the house and took out the wine brewed at home. The atmosphere was always lively, with a sense of original ecology, which made people feel relaxed unconsciously.

Sang Xiaoyu followed the red wine jar placed at the corner of the table with flowing eyes.

Eyelashes fluttered, she turned her head to look at Zhang Bin who got up and walked to the depths of the yard to answer the phone, then glanced at Qin Sinian who was being held back by the elder sister to speak, and took the opportunity to quietly leave her position.

Sang Xiaoyu stood there with her arms around her shoulders, and when she saw the other party put down her phone, she immediately made a sound.

"Teacher Zhang!"

Zhang Bin turned around when he heard the words, and asked in puzzlement, "Miss Sang, what's the matter?"

Sang Xiaoyu walked up to him, stood very close, then hooked her fingers, and raised her eyebrows mysteriously when the other party approached, "Brother, please help me later!"

"Ah?" Zhang Bin was a little confused.

Sang Xiaoyu immediately covered his ears and said something in a low voice.

The expression on Zhang Bin's face suddenly changed, from surprise to confusion, he looked at her in embarrassment, "This...isn't it good!"

"It's okay!" Sang Xiaoyu patted him on the shoulder.

Looking at the still tall figure sitting there, she gritted her teeth and rubbed her hands together.

Don't believe me I can't take you down tonight!

The two returned to the dining table, and as soon as they sat down, as she expected, Qin Sinian pretended to look at her casually, "What did you chat with him over there just now?"

"Let's chat casually!" Sang Xiaoyu took a piece of yak meat and put it in his mouth warmly, the fragrance was overflowing.

"Casual chat?" Qin Sinian frowned.

Just now, the eldest sister handed over a bowl of hot beef offal soup to his hand, taking advantage of the situation and said some words of thanks again and again. He repeatedly emphasized that he should do what he should do, and gave a few more instructions on how to protect the child's health in the future .

When the elder sister left, he realized that she had left her position at some point.

From a distance, she could be seen standing with the elementary school teacher.

The two were chatting and laughing, their bodies were so close, and at the end they seemed to be hooking their shoulders, their big hands on their knees were clenched into fists, their knuckles turned white with force, and they barely resisted the urge to separate them!

Sang Xiaoyu blinked at him and raised her eyebrows, "It's not easy to control me, promise to be with me!"

Qin Sinian: "..."

The eldest sister picked up the wine jar, pulled out the cork on it, and greeted warmly, "Everyone, please taste a little bit. This is my own brewed wine. I seldom drink it out. I am very happy today, so everyone Drink more, I'll pour it for you!"

After a while, almost everyone had beige liquid in their cups.

Because it is a traditional brewed wine in my family, it is different from the usual one. It is a low-alcohol shochu made from fermented barley. It has a light and mellow taste, but it actually has a lot of stamina.

Sang Xiaoyu reached out to touch the side of the bowl, and glanced at Qin Sinian in the middle out of the corner of his eye.Zhang Bin, who received the signal from her eyes, was stunned, with a tangled expression on his face, and after struggling for a long time, he bravely picked up the wine bowl and raised it towards her, "Miss Sang, we will be colleagues from now on, you are welcome to join Our school, also thank you for your free contribution to the children! I respect you

a cup! "

It is said to be a toast, but it is not a glass wine glass, but a wooden bowl the size of buttered tea, which is exactly the size of a rice bowl, and the wine inside is shaking.

"Okay, thank you!" Sang Xiaoyu frowned.

"Little goldfish, you can't drink, don't be brave!" Qin Sinian reached out and grabbed her wrist, put the tea bowl in front of her, frowned, "Use this, replace wine with tea!"

Sang Xiaoyu shook her head, "It's okay, I can't get drunk!"

Immediately, she held up the wine bowl and passed him to touch Zhang Bin.

When he was about to put his head up and put it in his mouth, a big hand snatched it away, Qin Sinian said in a deep voice, "I'll drink it for you!"

Sang Xiaoyu opened her mouth as if she hadn't reacted, watching him finish the drink in the bowl, and when his eyelashes drooped, a sly smile crept up the corners of his brows and eyes.

She took the wine jar and refilled it for herself, and then said, "Mr. Zhang, I should offer you a toast too! We will all be colleagues in the future, please take care of us!"

As expected, this glass of wine was snatched by Qin Sinian when they clinked glasses in the past.

Just like before, he drank the wine for her again.

Receiving her gaze again, Zhang Bin was terribly conflicted. After all, he is a people's teacher and a man. It would be too rude to deliberately persuade a woman to drink like this...

But remembering that I had already agreed to help at that time, I had no choice but to go all out and pick up the wine bowl, "Cough...Miss Sang, I'll toast you a second glass!"

……

Such a lively atmosphere lasted until very late.

As the night deepened, the neighbors who came to the banquet gradually left, and the rest were some relatives who were helping to clean up the mess. Many of them had drank so much that their feet were shaking, and some were lying on the table and couldn't get up.

"Slow down, the car is here!"

Like other drunk people, Sang Xiaoyu helped Qin Sinian out of the yard, and Zhang Bin, who was also a little drunk beside him, helped to hold the other arm. Because he was a Tibetan, he usually drank this kind of drink The wine, so the stamina comes up a little slower.

After helping Qin Sinian into the co-pilot, she turned her head and said with a smile, "Thank you, Teacher Zhang!"

Zhang Bin glanced at Qin Sinian in the car with his eyes closed tightly, and asked kindly, "Miss Sang, can you do it alone? Do you need me to help you go back?"

"No, no, no!" Sang Xiaoyu, who was getting into the driver's seat, immediately shook his head like a rattle, swallowed his saliva, and said, "I can do it myself. Your mission has been successfully completed. Now go back to your respective homes!"

After the voice fell, he kicked the accelerator and galloped away.

Zhang Bin: "..." Is it his illusion, why does she look like a female hooligan who takes advantage of others?

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