Quick Transm: Vicious Male Supporting Strategy Manual

Jiang Chen held the spoon and nodded in frustration, biting his lower lip.

Song Yan's eyes fell on the moist and bright red mouth involuntarily.

Sudden breath stagnation.

Frowning, "You told me that night before..."

Jiang Chen looked up in surprise.

However, after opening his lips, he turned his face to the side. Song Yan paused, frowned and moved his face away, "Forget it, it's nothing..."

After speaking, he closed his eyes and turned around.

"I'll be leaving first, there's still work in the hospital tomorrow." The fingertips in his pockets were tightened even more.

"Oh……"

Jiang Chen tilted his head pretending to be puzzled.

Without looking at the expression and face of the other party, Song Yan narrowed his eyes and became confused.

But at the end, he said a few more words to pick up the coat from the chair row, "Call me if you need something." Then he turned around and walked out of the room quickly.

…………

"click" sound.

With the sound of the downstairs living room door closing.

Can clearly feel that someone's mood is not calm.

Sitting on the bed at that time, Jiang Chen couldn't help but curl his lips.

[Host, what are you going to do next. 】The system is confused.

"You'll know if you wait and see."

Squinting his eyes, Jiang Chen bit the spoon and took a big mouthful of porridge.

Well.

I've been tossing around for a long time today, but I'm still quite hungry without eating.

"By the way, Bai Qing will be back tomorrow."

The system looked down and checked, [Yes, Bai Qing will get off the plane at [-] o'clock tomorrow night. 】

The eyeballs rolled around.

after eating.

Jiang Chen wiped his mouth, rolled on the bed, and then took out his phone and typed a few lines.

Then click send-

"Okay, that's all right." He blinked.

Seeing this, the system couldn't help but froze.

What the hell?

…………

"Ding Dong" sound.

The cell phone, which had been silent at that time, rang.

Song Yan, who was sitting on the sofa in the apartment smoking without changing his clothes, frowned, picked it up and looked at it.

[Jiang Chen: Can I go to the hospital tomorrow afternoon to see you again?Still feel a little uncomfortable. 】

He took a breath, and his eyes dimmed for a moment.

Song Yan pursed his thin lips, tilted his head sexy and let out a mouthful of smoke rings.

Cigarette butt between two fingers.

After pondering for a while, he tapped the screen and replied.

Just messed up.

After putting down the phone, he suddenly thought of Jiang Chen's soft and bright red lips just now.

Especially when people lie on top of themselves.

That thin waist and fair skin.

The tip of the tongue suddenly became dry.

The next moment, he was irritated, holding a cigarette and pressing it in the ashtray.

He lazily stroked his broken hair with his hand, and closed his eyes.

Originally, she absolutely didn't want to have any relationship with Jiang Chen.

Because they know each other too well.

So not interested.

But the situation just now...

Thinking of his throat suddenly dry, Song Yan raised his hand and untied his tie irritably and threw it on the sofa.

Now, he wasn't sure what to do.

…………

After receiving a positive mobile phone message reply.

Unlike Song Yan, Jiang Chen had a good night's sleep.

The next day drew toward evening.

He stood in front of the mirror at home and used some cosmetics to make his face look haggard. He reported the itinerary to Mother Jiang in advance, but only then set off from home.

Humming a song in a good mood along the way.

When the car stopped in front of the hospital, it happened to be five o'clock in the afternoon.

Jiang Chen squinted his eyes and looked down at the time.

Then licked his lips.

Then strode in.

"Is Doctor Song there?" Jiang Chen blinked after walking to the front desk and looking around.

The nurse looked up, "Do you have an appointment?"

"some."

"Okay, please wait a moment."

5 minute later.

The nurse put down the phone and greeted him, "You can go in, it's 502 on the third floor."

Jiang Chen nodded, turned around and entered the elevator with his bag on his back.

In my mind, I was planning how to speak when I saw someone.

But I didn't expect to be stunned as soon as I entered the office on the third floor.

At that time, Song Yan's eyes were black and blue, and even his normally well-groomed hair was a little messy, as if he hadn't slept.

But even so the face was as handsome as ever.

Sexy thin lips and sharp chin, even the slightly messy hair exudes a sense of wild sexiness everywhere.