Doctor Qing Leng fishes wolf dog online

The fart boy responded, went straight back to the room, found out his pajamas, and went into the bathroom.

After washing and changing into pajamas, Zhuang Qing went straight to the study with the spare quilt and pillow in his arms.

"Doctor Zhuang, let me lay the floor in the study." Yan Xichen stood at the door of the study and couldn't help suggesting.

"No need." Zhuang Qing didn't go to see him, but just refused lightly, "I still need to read before going to bed."

Seeing his resolute attitude, Yan Xichen sighed, "Okay, Doctor Zhuang, good night."

"OK, good night."

Zhuang Qing nodded, walked to the desk, picked up a book on the shelf and flipped through it.

It wasn't until the footsteps were gone that he raised his head and looked towards the door.

Everything in front of him was familiar to him, but tonight, there was a strange aura in this space.

He actually...not very repulsive.

Shallowly moving the corner of his mouth, Zhuang Qing put down the book, went to turn off the lights, and finally closed the door.

Lying on the somewhat hard floor, he thought he would not fall asleep so quickly.

But the fact is on the contrary, Zhuang Qing didn't even know when he fell asleep.

He didn't know that half an hour after he fell asleep, the door of the study was opened from the outside.

The visitor walked up to him lightly and called him softly, "Doctor Zhuang?"

Can't get a response.

Yan Xichen couldn't help laughing, looking at the man who was sleeping peacefully, bent slightly, and gently picked him up.

Zhuang Qing was very thin and light, Yan Xichen hugged him effortlessly.

The bedroom is opposite the study, Yan Xichen carried him back to the bedroom, and gently put him on the bed.

Zhuang Qing slept soundly, no matter how Yan Xichen put him down, he just lay down without turning over.

Standing by the bed, Yan Xichen quietly admired his cute sleeping posture like a child for a while.

Unconsciously, she raised her hand and rubbed Zhuang Qing's soft hair, and whispered in his ear: "I hope next time, I can hug you openly."

Withdrawing his hand, Yan Xichen stared at Zhuang Qing's sleeping face, and carefully stepped back to the door.

Before closing the door, he whispered to the man on the bed, "Good night, my Dr. Zhuang."

After exiting the bedroom, Yan Xichen went directly to the study.

That night, Zhuang Qing slept very comfortably.

If he hadn't heard the constant vibration of the phone on the bedside table early in the morning, he might have missed work.

Barely opening one eye, Zhuang Qing glanced at the phone, it was Lu Meng who kept calling him.

"Hey?"

As soon as the connection was made, Zhuang Qing's head was still awake, and he heard a series of bombings from the opposite side.

"Zhuang Qing!! Why did you send me home?!"

"My mother scolded me for several hours early this morning, saying that if I come back drunk and play like a drunk again, she will tie me up and beat me until I sober up!"

"By the way, where is my baby car?"

"Throw it there." Zhuang Qing closed his eyes, pinched the center of his brows, and then changed the topic, "Don't say whether Auntie will beat you, next time, I will beat you down first."

"No way, what have I been doing?" Hearing Zhuang Qing's faintly angry words, Lu Meng was immediately timid, and his tone became cautious.

"It's nothing." Zhuang Qing sneered, "It just turned into a wild horse."

The other party laughed so hard that he was furious, Lu Meng's whole body trembled, and he quickly admitted his mistake, "Brother Qing, I was wrong, I must be more careful next time."

Hearing this, Zhuang Qing blinked, was inexplicably startled, and suddenly remembered that child Yan Xichen.

This one or two, the speed of admitting mistakes is quite fast.

Lu Meng, who was on the opposite side, didn't hear Zhuang Qing's words, and just wanted to say something to make amends.

Before he could speak, he suddenly heard someone approach Zhuang Qing and said with a smile: "Doctor Zhuang, breakfast is ready, get up and have some?"

"You..." Seeing the little kid standing in front of him neatly dressed, Zhuang Qing's bewildered mind was completely awake.

He said something didn't feel right.

Didn't you sleep in the study last night?

When did you go back to the bedroom?

"Ahh! Zhuang Qing!!"

"Is this the voice of that boy Yan Xichen? Why is he at your house?"

"Are you in the same room? Did he prepare breakfast for you?"

"My God, did he succeed?!!"

Suddenly Lu Meng's startled roar came from next to his ear, making Zhuang Qing one head and two big.

"Shut up." Frowning, Zhuang Qing simply hung up the phone.

Turning over and sitting up, Zhuang Qing looked at the child who was still wearing an apron, and felt that he had to clear his mind.

"Doctor Zhuang, go wash up first." The kid smiled, "I'll tell you what you want to know later."

"..."

Pursing her lips, Zhuang Qing didn't ask any more questions, and went to the bathroom with her clothes.

After washing his face, brushing his teeth, and changing his clothes, the little boy was sitting at the dining table waiting for him.

On the table, there were two bowls of steaming tomato and egg noodles.

It seems that the color is more attractive than last night.

"Ingredients are limited, so I can only make two bowls of noodles." Yan Xichen kept looking at Zhuang Qing, following his movement, watching him sit down beside him, "If there is still a chance, I will make something else for you next time."

Without responding to the child's last words, Zhuang Qing looked at the egg noodles in front of him, hesitated, and asked, "Why do I sleep in the bedroom?"

"I took you back."

Yan Xichen's straightforward answer surprised Zhuang Qing for a moment, before he could ask why, the little brat explained it directly.

"I'm afraid you'll catch a cold while sleeping on the floor."

"I've troubled you enough to stay overnight, if you get sick again because of this."

Speaking of this, Yan Xichen paused, looked into Zhuang Qing's eyes, "Doctor Zhuang, I will feel sorry for you."

The look in the child's eyes was extremely serious.

So serious that he couldn't meet his eyes.

Subconsciously lowering his eyes, Zhuang Qing stared at the noodles in the bowl, his vision was gradually covered by the heat, and he couldn't see many things clearly.

"Are you being nice to other people too?"

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"I'm only good to..." Yan Xichen paused for a moment, and when Zhuang Qing couldn't help looking over, he added with a smile, "I'm only good to people I like."

I like two words.

Like a small hammer, it tapped lightly on his heart.

It confused his mind for a moment.

Yan Xichen glanced at Zhuang Qing's slightly stiff mouth calmly, and continued calmly, "Like, I will be nice to my parents, my sister, and I like Dr. Zhuang very much, so I will be nice to you too." .”

Hearing what the little kid said, Zhuang Qing secretly heaved a sigh of relief, but at the same time felt a little subtle, and couldn't tell what it was.

Anyway, kind of awkward.

However, this also shows that Lu Meng is thinking too much.

The kid obviously just likes being his friend.

"Eat, I'll take you to school later."

After finishing all the questions he wanted to ask, Zhuang Qing picked up the chopsticks and ended the topic.

"Okay, thank you, Dr. Zhuang."

After breakfast, Zhuang Qing realized that his car was still parked by the hospital.

Just take a taxi and send the little kid back first.

After watching him enter the school, Zhuang Qing went to work in the pet hospital.

As soon as he entered the office, he saw Lu Meng, with his messy hair on his head, waiting for him with his legs shaking.

"Zhuang Qing! You've changed! You actually hung up on me because of a little boy?"

As soon as Lu Meng saw him, he pretended to be sad, covered his chest pretendingly, and looked at him with accusing eyes.

Zhuang Qing glanced at him indifferently, ignored him, and went directly to change into a white coat.

"Hey, Zhuang Qing, what's the matter?" Seeing that he was really ignoring him, Lu Meng put away his drama addiction in embarrassment, got up and followed behind, "Don't you like outsiders staying overnight? Why did that boy Yan Xichen stay?" ?”

Having a headache from being questioned by Lu Meng, Zhuang Qing simply explained to him what happened last night.

After listening, Lu Meng couldn't help sighing, "Damn it, it's impossible. God is helping him. It's only been a few days. Not only do I have your contact information, but now I know your address."

"I see, I can prepare red envelopes now, maybe in a few days, you can even get married."

Seeing that Lu Meng's words became more and more unreliable, Zhuang Qing raised his eyes to look at him, and interrupted ruthlessly, "You have time to think about these outrageous things, why not think about yourself."

Zhuang Qing saw that Lu Meng ran out without even washing his head, and knew that he must have been urged to marry again.

Mentioning this matter, Lu Meng even lost his mind about gossiping, and sat back on the sofa, comforting himself in a low voice, "It's all right, my mother and the others just urged me."

Looking at the leisurely Zhuang Qing in a blink of an eye, Lu Meng was immediately depressed, and couldn't help curling his lips, "And you, my mother is still staring at you."

"No one urged me." Zhuang Qing calmly opened the information book on the table.

"That's not necessarily true." Speaking of this, Lu Meng suddenly sat up straight, and suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, Zhuang Qing, I heard from my mother that for my aunt's birthday this time, she wants to hold a simple birthday party and invite some friends to come. Will you go back then?"

He accidentally mentioned this news when he heard his mother scolding him this morning.

"Maybe." Zhuang Qing stared at the information book in his hand, but didn't read a single word.

"I will definitely go too. If you come back, please send me a message in advance, and I will cover you."

Lu Meng was a little worried, Zhuang Qing hadn't been back outside for so long, if he ended up having an unpleasant quarrel with his mother, it would not end well.

"Ah."

Zhuang Qing responded, stopped discussing this topic with Lu Meng, and started a day's work.

This busy work lasted all morning, and I didn't even know when Lu Meng left.

By the time he was free, it was already past his lunch break.

After talking to other people in the hospital, Zhuang Qing took his mobile phone to the nearby food street and found a small restaurant that seemed to taste good.

The tables in the store basically sit