Fishing doctor steals heart online

When people are nervous, they will continue to make small movements. Tan Xitong parted and parted the hair around his ears, but still maintained his usual calm expression. He took out his mobile phone to change the subject:

"I haven't compensated my sister yet, why don't I give it now?"

The corner of Pu Zhiling's mouth revealed a wicked smile: "What kind of compensation do you want?"

"Use...money." Tan Xitong couldn't figure it out for a long time. Is the question asked by the other party a bit redundant? What do you use for compensation if you don't have money?

Pu Zhiling turned on the phone and pointed the screen at Tan Xitong.

Tan Xitong's pupils gradually dilated, and Pu Zhiling looked a little cute in surprise, and his eyes curved up unconsciously.

"Eight...80?" Tan Xitong's eyes were full of disbelief, and he thought it was [-] at most.

I didn't understand a lot of nouns that the other party said, only heard words such as "limited edition" and "worldwide", my head was dizzy, and I looked at the dishes in front of me.

Although the bookstore she bought last year became an online celebrity check-in place on a short video welfare ship, and made a lot of money from it, the transformation and operation of the bookstore this year is not bad, but it is far from the real rich woman.

It is not impossible to take out 80 yuan, but her nearly half a year of hard work was wasted, and her heart is bleeding.

"You might as well sell me." The bride price is not so high.

Tan Xitong has lived for more than 20 years without meeting a real rich woman, but she was bumped into by her little eDonkey.

But to Pu Zhiling, this amount of money is nothing to her, and it doesn't matter whether she pays it or not.

"Sold you? To whom? To me?"

Pu Zhiling wore a loose, low ponytail, with a few strands of hair hanging down her temples, which was blown up and down by the slight wind from the window, and followed by her eye waves into Tan Xitong's left atrium.

Tan Xitong blushed uncontrollably.

"Sister, do you want it?"

"My sister has already said so, of course my sister will accompany you to the end." Pu Zhiling's eyes were ambiguous, and her affection was described.

She stood up and took Tan Xitong's white and tender wrist, and walked out of the restaurant.

On the road, a boy was holding a cup of coffee that accidentally fell in front of Pu Zhiling. The other person lowered his head and said he was sorry, but he lifted it up and down from his corner of the eye, and finally took out an envelope from his pocket, and put it on Pu Zhiling's chest. before.

Pu Zhiling didn't answer, and didn't even bother to give the other party an expression, and walked aside without saying anything.

The boy followed, seeing Pu Zhiling holding Tan Xitong's hand, he thought it was her sister, so he stuffed it into Tan Xitong's hand, and ran away.

Tan Xitong held the envelope inexplicably, and said to Pu Zhiling in a wavering tone, "Sister, this..."

"Throw it away!" Pu Zhiling's tone was extremely casual.

Tan Xitong stretched out his hand, but didn't see any trash cans nearby, so he took it all the way to the hotel.

The hotel was chosen as a five-star hotel, and when entering the lobby, it was a palace-like visual experience. Tan Xitong thought in his heart that the price specified would not be cheap, but he still rushed to pay, and Pu Zhiling didn't stop her.

After getting the room card, the two took the elevator to room 907. After entering, there was a beep, and the lights came on one after another.

Pu Zhi threw the bag on the sofa casually, as if at her own home. After putting on disposable slippers, she turned around and saw Tan Xitong standing there, holding the envelope in her hand, and asked, "Why are you still holding the envelope?" this?"

Tan Xitong fiddled with the corner of the envelope: "The inside seems to be a confession, and now there are still people who can write letters to confess their love. It's really romantic."

After entering the hotel, Tan Xitong remembered that he seemed to know nothing.

"Will you wash first or should I wash first?" Pu Zhiling asked.

"You first."

Pu Zhiling went into the bathroom, closed the door, Tan Xitong put the envelope on the table, sat down on the sofa, nervously picked up the phone, and asked a friend for help.

【Help, help, sisters, what should I do if I don’t know anything? 】

She posted it in the small group with Tang Wanlan Shuang'er, and the group soon became lively.

Tang Wan: [Wait a minute, give me 3 minutes to find you a tutorial. 】

Lan Shuang'er: [Tong Tong is fine, the restaurant was still reserved just now, it will develop into a hotel so soon. 】

Tan Xitong: [Stop making sarcastic remarks, woohoo, the novice expresses his inner trembling QAQ]

Tang Wan: [Here we come. 】【Link】

Lan Shuang'er posted several videos one after another: [The video of Lily shot in Wanwan's studio is also very impressive, the eye contact between the ladies and sisters is very broad. 】

Lan Shuang'er: [One more thing, foreplay is very important, and you need to warm up when exercising. 】

Tang Wan: [Manual Aite Shuang'er: Why did you post the video shot in my studio? 】

Lan Shuang'er: [Tongtong can do it, you have the potential. 】

Tan Xitong: [. . . 】

Tan Xitong listened to the sound of water in the bathroom, crossed his legs on the sofa, turned the volume to the minimum, and then clicked on the video.

She has watched the video, but she didn't pay much attention to it before, and now it seems more sensible.

However, a short video of Lily's beauty can't teach her anything, so she had to click on the link tutorial, which was also very general.

Tan Xitong put down his phone, feeling that he still had to rely on himself.

There was a slight slamming sound from the bathroom door, and Pu Zhiling came out from inside, wrapped in a bathrobe, like a hibiscus flower out of water, carrying a few strands of mist, making it hard not to be confused.

Tan Xitong walked over in a daze, kissed the other person's lips again by mistake, then blushed and turned his head away, leaning on the door frame of the bathroom.

"Huh?" Pu Zhiling gently blew on the base of her ear.

Tan Xitong's ears tingled, his brain went numb, and the hand holding the door frame slipped a little: "Warm up."

After saying that, I felt embarrassed and ran into the bathroom.But I found that the bathroom door didn't know how to lock it.

In an extremely embarrassing scene, Tan Xitong's brain is not online at the moment, and one hand is like a headless chicken groping the door, looking for a place to lock it.

Realizing that too much time has passed, Pu Zhiling looked at her with a smile in the distance, Tan Xitong blushed and asked, "How did sister lock this door?"

Pu Zhiling raised her arms over her shoulders and pressed against the door frame, the bathrobe fell down a few times, the fragrance of her body poured into Tan Xitong's nose like a flood, she took a sudden breath, feeling that the air smelled like the other person .

"Tongtong, the door can't be locked."

"Ah, it turns out."

Pu Zhiling closed the door for her, and when there was still a gap left, she suddenly said, "Tongtong wash it up, it's getting late."

Tan Xitong stood there in a daze, is it getting late?It's only 08:30.

Did she go to bed so early?

With these thoughts in mind, Tan Xitong took off the disposable bathrobe.

Pure cotton feel, very soft.The texture is neither thin nor thick, and it feels comfortable on the skin.

Although he has had no worries about food and clothing since he was a child, and now he is considered a half-boss, he can't afford such a luxury. It's a pity that he only wears such a good bathrobe once.

Sure enough, compared with real rich people, she is still a little short of fire. The world is so big, she wants to see it.

The water sprayed down, soaking the skin, and the eyes were always unconsciously looking at the bathroom door.

It's not that she is worried about the other party, but that she feels insecure when taking a shower without locking the door.

When a person is at home, he will lock the door after taking a shower, not to mention, there is someone outside.

Tan Xitong washed the shower gel several times, fearing that it would affect the experience if it was not clean, so half an hour passed before finally finishing the bath.

The bathrobe was draped over her body, no matter what she did, it couldn't cover the place she wanted to cover.

Compared to Tang Wan who can stay at home alone in summer without even wearing clothes, Tan Xitong is more conservative in this regard. Even if she lives alone, she will put on her pajamas in the bathroom before coming out.

The small space was filled with mist, and Tan Xitong felt a little stuffy after staying in it for too long.

She opened the door, fresh and somewhat cold air came in, and then she saw Pu Zhiling answering the phone.

The other party held the mobile phone expressionlessly, and from time to time, "um, ah, oh." He cherished words like gold.

Seeing her coming out, Pu Zhiling smiled, and hung up the phone without saying a few words to the person on the phone.

"Sister, what happened?"

"Huh? It's nothing. Why is Tongtong asking that?" Pu Zhiling stretched her legs and folded them together, resting her hands on the back of her head as a pillow, looking very relaxed.

Tan Xitong wondered if she had made a mistake. When she answered the phone just now, she obviously looked unhappy.

"I saw that when my sister answered the phone just now, she didn't seem very happy."

"What pleasure do you want to communicate with unimportant people?" Pu Zhiling said with joy in her tone, looking at the other party's snow-white skin.

Tan Xitong moved his body unnaturally, sat on the bed next to the pillow, clutching his bathrobe, and then pulled the quilt to cover his lap.

"What my sister said is that you should put your energy in the right place..." Tan Xitong turned his head to see the other party looking at him with burning eyes.

Those eyes are getting closer and closer, so close that Tan Xitong can see himself in the other's eyes.

"Yes, it has to be put in the right place."

Pu Zhiling pressed her finger against her chin, rubbed it lightly, her gaze swirled around her face, lingering.Tan Xitong only felt that the lights on the top were spinning, but the person in front of him said lightly:

"Tongtong, look at you, you must be staying up all night, with irregular work and rest, and the white of your right eye is a little yellowish."

Then she lifted the quilt again, and slowly slid her fingertips up her knees.

Tan Xitong endured desperately, maintaining the little reserve left: "Sister?"

Pu Zhiling's fingertips rested on her waist, her eyes sparkled when she raised her eyes: "Lack of blood, lack of exercise."

Then she grabbed Tan Xitong's wrist, put it in her palm, and massaged it back and forth.

She found a small box of things from her pocket and asked her, "Which finger is your left hand or your right hand?"

"Right...right hand." Tan Xitong raised his index finger and put it on.

"Tongtong is the first time, don't be nervous, take your time."

Tan Xitong's face was blushing: "Sister, if I hurt you, will you hit me?"

"No, sister is very gentle, at most she will bite you.

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