Chapter 7 Binhai, I'm Coming!
Huang Xiaolong took Song Yuru's hand and walked out of the emergency car, and Song Yuru quickly blushed and gently broke away, her face burning.
Huang Xiaolong grinned, Song Yuru's little hands were really smooth and tender, they could be called soft, leaving a lingering fragrance.
At this time, Hong Quantao and Zou Shi, as well as a large group of police officers in plain clothes, directly surrounded them.
"Divine Doctor, how is it?" Hong Quantao and Zou Shi asked in unison.
Although they had already been impressed by Huang Xiaolong's medical skills, to be honest, their hearts had stopped, and if they could be cured, it would be against the sky.
"Uh~~ It's going well. Huang Xiaolong didn't want to attract onlookers, so he replied noncommittally.
Just at this time, the sound of the train announcing the station sounded-
"Passengers, the terminal station of this train, Binhai Station, is about to arrive, please pack your luggage in advance, wait at both ends of the carriage to get off, and remind you to check again, on the luggage rack, on the coat hook, and under the seat whether there are still your belongings, so as not to take the wrong or lose ...... in a panic"
"Ahh
Back in the carriage, the train had slowed down and stopped, and Huang Xiaolong lifted the canvas bag on the seat.
"Divine doctor, get out of the car, I'll call the driver to come over, where are you going, I'll send you over. Hong Quantao said diligently.
Huang Xiaolong shook his head. "Forget it, I'm not greedy for these little bargains. Leave me alone, go your own way, and there will be a time later. Why, didn't you add me to WeChat? When the time comes, if you have any business, just contact me directly on WeChat. β
Hong Quantao and Zou Shi can be said to have read countless people, and they have already classified Huang Xiaolong as a "master of the world".
Masters outside the world are generally mavericks, and if they go to the knot, I am afraid that it will be self-defeating, and they can only adopt roundabout tactics, so they don't dare to be too entangled, but fortunately, Huang Xiaolong's WeChat is added.
"Hey~~ Huang Xiaolong, didn't you say that your biggest hobby is catching ghosts?, why are your medical skills so good?" At this time, Song Yuru's opinion of Huang Xiaolong has changed drastically, and the train is about to stop at the station, and she is actually a little reluctant.
"Oh... In fact, I have a lot of talents and skills besides catching ghosts... It's not just medical skills, what piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, Qimen Dunjia...... I'm doing it all. Huang Xiaolong said casually, there was no exaggeration in his tone, as if he was stating the facts plainly.
After saying this, the train stopped at the station, and the passengers on the train rushed to get off.
Huang Xiaolong also hurriedly got out of the car in three or two steps.
"Where are you going now?" Song Yuru pushed her suitcase and walked side by side with Huang Xiaolong on the platform.
Huang Xiaolong glanced at Song Yuru and found that his eldest wife was not only beautiful, but also in good shape, and under the skirt, two beautiful legs like mutton fat and jade glowed with dazzling luster under the sun. The whole person looks quiet and elegant.
Song Yuru's cheeks were hot when Huang Xiaolong's burning gaze made her cheeks hot, but she couldn't give birth to a trace of disgust in her heart, and said coquettishly. "Why are you staring at me?"
"Big wife, you are so beautiful. I, I'm going to my uncle. Huang Xiaolong quickened his pace and walked out of the station.
"Dizzy, don't go so fast... You wait for me!" Song Yuru chased after her, a trace of resentment flashed in her eyes, and she was angry...'You just left?
Seeing Huang Xiaolong drifting away and unable to catch up, Song Yuru finally couldn't hold back and shouted. "Hey, Huang Xiaolong, what's your WeChat ID!"
At this shout, all the people in all directions were shocked! Stupid! Stunned! Stunned!
Nima, a beautiful woman with the best school flower level, actually openly asked a man dressed as a farmer for a WeChat account in public! This is the rhythm of the offer?
Huang Xiaolong paused and turned around, with a smile on his face that confused laziness and playfulness. "Big wife, we are mandarin ducks and butterflies, so there is no need to leave contact information, we will always meet again, believe me, believe in fate. Okay, I'm leaving. By the way, your legs are beautiful, and the next time we meet, if you wear fishnet stockings, black silk or something, it will be 100 points..."
After speaking, Huang Xiaolong walked like a fly, and soon disappeared from Song Yuru's sight.
"Fate, I'm angry with the baby!" Song Yuru hated so much that her teeth itched.
There has never been only a man who asked her for a WeChat ID, and she disdained or politely refused, this time it was good, and she took the initiative to ask the man for a WeChat ID, but she didn't expect to be rejected!
This is the first time that Song Yuru has been rejected by a man!
"Huang Xiaolong, the next time we meet, I will definitely strangle you!" Song Yuru stomped her foot.
But soon, Song Yuru took out her mobile phone and opened the photo album, there was a photo in it, it was actually Huang Xiaolong!
Uh~~ This is Song Yuru taking advantage of Huang Xiaolong's inattention on the train to take a secret photo.
Looking at Huang Xiaolong's photo, Song Yuru's exquisite jade face stretched out, her eyes became more and more gentle, and she muttered to herself. "Hopefully... I'll see you again. β
In fact, Huang Xiaolong's refusal to tell Song Yuru about his WeChat account and any contact information was not to pretend to be coercive, nor was he playing any tricks to get away with it. The so-called Mandarin Duck Butterfly Life is indeed true, and it is not Huang Xiaolong's nonsense!
Men and women who have the life of mandarin ducks and butterflies, once they meet, they will inevitably fall in love with each other, and it is natural to become a couple, this is the natural law of heaven and earth, that is to say, in the future, it will be difficult for Huang Xiaolong and Song Yuru to have no intersection!
Huang Xiaolong walked out of the station, and a heat wave mixed with the salty smell of sea water rushed to his face.
When you look up, you can see skyscrapers lined up one after another, and the vertical and horizontal streets are lined with vehicles and pedestrians.
This is the coastal city of dogs and horses, singing every night, and beautiful women!
The sky is blue, the sea is blue, and the sun is intoxicating!
Beaches, coconut groves, intoxicating!
Nima, the golden and brilliant lights here, are not comparable to the small villages in the mountains!
"Hey~~ Binhai, I'm here!" Huang Xiaolong narrowed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and then muttered. "I feel like there's a lot of unclean stuff... This is a constant business, the rhythm of daily income!"
Huang Xiaolong took out his mobile phone as he walked and dialed a number.
This is his uncle's mobile phone number, this time he came to Binhai City, Huang Xiaolong was going to settle down with his uncle first.
The phone went throughβ
"Hey~ Xiaolong, your uncle is not in Binhai now, but you have the address and the key to the house, you can go by yourself." You're so old, and my uncle believes you can take care of yourself. Okay, let's not talk about it, my uncle is busy and hangs up. β
"Uh~~~~~" Huang Xiaolong was a little speechless.
Put the phone away, and take out a crumpled piece of paper from the canvas bag, with an address written on itβ
"No. 18, Building 4, Huahu Street, Litchi District"
"Uncle is too irresponsible for me, isn't he?" Huang Xiaolong shook his head slightly.
Although he studied in Binhai City when he was a child and stayed at his uncle's house, time has passed, and he has long remembered where Lychee District is, let alone where Huahu Street is...
At this moment, a black BYD F3 stopped in front of Huang Xiaolong.
A board head poked out of the cab, "Little brother, where are you going?" β
"Uh~~~ This... I want to ask, how much does it cost to go to Huahu Street in Lychee District?" asked Huang Xiaolong politely.
"It's quite far from here, so let's do it, 100 yuan. The middle-aged man grinned.
"100 yuan, that's so expensive!" Huang Xiaolong exclaimed.
"Little brother, this is your first time coming to Binhai, right? 100 yuan is still expensive? Let me tell you, if you take a taxi, you won't be able to get out of the car without 200 yuan. Itachi had a straight smile on his face. "Little brother, get in the car, my brother cliff won't pit you. β
This time, Huang Xiaolong came out, and he didn't have much money with him, and before he made any money, he naturally saved some if he could.
100 bucks, too expensive!
"Forget it, I'd better take the bus or subway. Huang Xiaolong was about to turn around and leave.
Suddenly, Huang Xiaolong stared at the rear seat of this BYD F3.
I saw that in the back seat, there was a woman in white!
The woman in white had a pale face, the skin on her face was festering, her bones were almost visible, her hair was like straw, her tongue was sticking out at least a meter long, and she had a small black umbrella with broken flowers. The eyeballs that protrude a few inches from the sockets are straight ahead.
'I'll go... This driver's life is really big, driving with a female ghost...' Huang Xiaolong looked at the middle-aged man with a compassionate gaze.
The woman in white is naturally a ghost, but it does not belong to the ghost and the ghost, generally speaking, this kind of ghost is not strong, and is afraid of the sun, and will not easily come out to swim during the day.
However, if you have an umbrella, you won't be afraid of the sun.
Of course, it doesn't take the initiative to act, and black car drivers can't see it.
"Little brother, you don't know the road, you can't get there by bus and subway. Come on, come on, get in the car, and my brother will give you another 20 yuan discount. Ban Cuntou shouted. "80 pieces!"
"That's... Okay..."Huang Xiaolong opened the rear door and got straight in.
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