Mr. Zhou’s Little Cutie

Then Lu Zhiqiu, who threatened to disbelieve him, sat on the bench in the hospital, and caught the coolest and most beautiful one in the crowd as soon as he raised his eyes.

Slapped in the face on the spot.

Dou Qiaoan was wearing a black leather jacket, with long hair hanging down the back. When walking fast, her hair fluctuated, and her every move was full of moving feelings.

Lu Zhiqiu was startled when he saw it for the first time, and he was stunned for a full minute. Dou Qiaoan almost passed in front of him before he quickly regained his senses and chased after him.

Dou Qiaoan held the helmet in her right hand and walked forward. Lu Zhiqiu quickly took two steps to catch up with her and patted her on the shoulder.

that……

Subconsciously, Dou Qiaoan turned around and grabbed his arm.

It hurts, it hurts, lightly lightly, arms and arms...

Lu Zhiqiu yelled, and Dou Qiaoan quickly let go of him when he saw that he was wearing a white coat.

Brother doctor, there is something urgent, so let's stop talking.

After she said sorry, she patted him on the shoulder and was about to leave.

Don't, don't, I'll take you there, aren't you looking for Tangtang?

Lu Zhiqiu hugged his aching arm and still didn't forget the task that Meng Yutang gave.

Dou Qiaoan stopped immediately.

It was Tangtang who asked me to wait for you here, let's go and I will take you to find her.

Only then did Dou Qiaoan follow with a smile, raised her hand and brushed her hair and looked at Lu Zhiqiu apologetically: I'm sorry, brother doctor. I'm afraid of meeting a pervert.

Lu Zhiqiu turned to look at her: You probably often encounter perverts like this, so you should practice a few more tricks.

Dou Qiaoan stuck out her tongue and did not speak, and followed his footsteps to Mo Ting's room.

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Mo Ting was sitting and leaning on the hospital bed, reading a book wearing gold-rimmed glasses.

When Meng Yutang and Zhou Beicheng entered, he raised his eyes and glanced at the two of them, smiling gently.

After saying hello, Meng Yutang didn't speak much anymore.

Occasionally, Mo Ting would say a few words to her, and Meng Yutang would only reply a few words.

Although he didn't talk much, the way Zhou Beicheng got along with him was actually very comfortable.

Meng Yutang could clearly perceive this quiet and gentle atmosphere.

She took out her phone and checked the time.

Mo Ting raised his eyes and looked at her with a gentle smile: Is Miss Meng in a hurry? If you have something to do, go and do it. I don't need many people here.

Meng Yutang looked at him: No, a friend is coming to see me, I'm afraid Lu Zhiqiu won't recognize him.

Mo Ting smiled: Well, Miss Meng's friend, I really want to meet.

Meng Yutang smiled: I should see you later.

Zhou Beicheng looked up at the smile on her lips.

Then look back at the smile on Mo Ting's lips.

...

He raised his hand and stuffed an apple directly into Mo Ting's mouth.

Mo Ting was taken aback by surprise, and raised his hand to take the apple. Then he realized something, looked at Zhou Beicheng, who had a bad face, and couldn't help laughing.

Meng Yutang looked at them in confusion.

Footsteps sounded outside the door.

Lu Zhiqiu's voice quickly reached his ears.

Little cutie doesn't bully me, I lose if I lose. She's really cool and beautiful.

Lu Zhiqiu just opened the door and came in and shouted.

Meng Yutang couldn't help curling the corner of his lower lip.

Lu Zhiqiu came in first and was relieved to see Mo Ting eating fruit: I told you to eat more, but you ignored me and didn't eat if you promised. Why are you so good today?

Mo Ting was lowering his head and putting the book aside. Hearing this, he slowly raised his eyes and said with a smile: Beicheng gave it to me...

He raised his eyes, his eyes touched something, he was startled, the apple in his hand suddenly fell to the side of the bed and rolled to the ground...