"I want to show off and let the whole world know that my husband is married to a top student."

"Is this reason satisfying?"

Ye Lige Shi Shi Ran turned away, leaving behind a group of sculptures that had fallen into a petrified state.

"Doctor Night is too arrogant, isn't he?"

Nurse Lee sneered.

"My master must have strength."

"But I heard that Dr. Ye's academic performance was not good, and he barely passed the second line that year."

"In short, there is strength."

Mu Hanyi started the blind worship mode, in short, what the master did was all right.

If it doesn't feel right!

It must be that he has not thought right, and he must automatically return to the correct thought, so that he can be a good disciple of the master.

"Uncle Wang, is this escort quota still valid?"

Mu Hanyi looked at Wang Jun with blank eyes, and looked at me with capital letters on his face.

"I'll ask the dean to see if Lige can really be admitted, can I take you with me, after all, you are also her apprentice, and you may be able to come to a special one."

Wang Jun took the escort order and turned to leave.

He never dreamed that Ye Lige would refuse, and there was no room for tactfulness.

"I really admire my master more and more."

"It's a god."

"I don't even want a place for the escort of Haiyi University."

"I have the honor to call her dad, it's just an ancestral virtue."

Mu Hanyi muttered to himself.

Nurse Li: "......"

Yes!

It's good if you're happy.

Lunch break.

Ye Lige changed into a white coat and walked out of the hospital, and the car had already stopped on the side of the road waiting for her.

Eight trips a day.

Mo Bingyan's rain or shine pick-up has spread throughout the hospital, arousing the envy of countless nurses and sisters, looking at others, and then looking at themselves, they are not even qualified to sit on the bicycle and laugh, because the boyfriend who rides the bicycle is not willing to pick up and drop off so every day.

The driver pulls the car door.

"Hey!"

Ye Lige suddenly leaned over to say hello to the man in the car, and the smile on his face was as warm as a summer day.

"Here we are."

Mo Bingyan put down the laptop in his hand.

"Uh-huh."

Ye Lige got into the car and was full of interest: "Let me tell you, today I officially accepted an apprentice, which is quite obedient, and it is much less troublesome than I imagined." ”

Can my wife still take in apprentices?

The driver pursed his lips and listened to her blow every day, and the tricks were different every day, which was really amazing.

"Also, Uncle Wang just took a quota list from the University of Shanghai Medical University and asked me to sign up."

"Oh?"

Mo Bingyan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Why?" ”

She was thinking about going to Haiyi University, how could she refuse to be escorted.

"They asked the same question, and then I said I wanted to show off and let the whole world know that my husband married a scholar, hehe......"

The night song and laughter are ostentatious and arrogant.

The corner of the driver's lips twitched, I've seen something that can blow, but I've never seen something that can blow like this.

Will my wife be a top student?

The two books she relied on before were all fake, or they were hiding their strength.

"Huh."

Mo Bingyan chuckled unconsciously.

It's so sweet.

The heart is as sweet as honey, what if it is about to melt?

"You're so handsome when you smile, why don't you laugh more? It's scary when you put on a straight face. ”

Ye Lige leaned on him.

The emergency room was very busy this morning, she never sat down to rest, and as soon as she relaxed beside him, she suddenly felt sore, and she wanted to lie down and sleep.

"Sleep for a while, I'll call you when it's time."

Mo Bingyan lowered his head, the woman's soft hair stroked his chin, and the faint fragrance of hair lingered around his nose, as if an invisible little hand was scratching his heart, tickling.

She slept.

Mo Bingyan couldn't help but get closer, and when she got closer, her eyes fell on the woman's pink little mouth, and her heart was surging, and she almost jumped out of her throat.

It's closer......

It's closer......

Mo Bingyan tried to lower his head, like a thief stealing something for the first time, so nervous that his palms were sweating.

Her breath was close at hand.

There was even a sensation that melted on his lips, warm and with a fatal attraction.

Suddenly!

The woman's eyes moved.

Mo Bingyan sat up straight suddenly, with a straight face like a student who was cheating and afraid of being discovered.

"Poof!"

The driver, who was peeking at the scene, barely laughed.

Sir, what's the trouble?

Isn't it just to kiss my wife?

Dear!

Like him kissing his girlfriend, they are all casual kisses, random kisses, which is sneaky and trembling.

The baffle suddenly rises.

Cut off all the driver's sight, someone's ears have been red to the extreme.

"Huh?"

"Arrived, right?"

Ye Lige sat up and looked out the car window, the traffic had not stopped yet.

"It's coming."

Mo Bingyan unconsciously straightened his face, trying to cover up his weakness and discomfort.

"Huh?"

"Why are you blushing?"

Ye Lige subconsciously raised his head and touched Mo Bingyan's forehead: "It's okay, I don't have a fever." ”

Another pulse.

"Your pulse is beating fast, you seem to be excited, are you okay?"

Ye Lige looked at him.

The man was obviously very excited in his heart, but there was no change in his face, if he didn't take the pulse, he really couldn't see anything unusual.

"It's fine."

"You're lying."

The singer was still on his pulse, and she could feel Mo Bingyan lying to him.

“……”

Mo Bingyan was silent, it's really fine, what can it be, it's just that I just want to kiss her.

The car came to a slow stop.

Mo Bingyan: "It's here, let's get out of the car."

He took the initiative to push the car door, and the driver who was about to come over to drive was beating in his heart.

Is the gentleman unhappy with him?

I didn't even let him open the door, did the laughter just now make Mr. hear?

"Don't run so fast."

"I'm almost out of reach."

Ye Lige trotted to keep up with Mo Bingyan, the wheelchair was electric, and she really couldn't run when she was really fast.

It's slowing down.

The singer pulled on the handle of the wheelchair: "Why are you running so fast?" ”

"Nope."

Someone denied it.

He's not running, he's in a wheelchair.

"I found out, you blush when you lie, you see, your ears are red."

Ye Lige said and pinched his ears.

The driver gasped, that was Mr. Mo, no one else dared to raise his eyes to glance at the existence, Mrs. was more daring than her body, and she dared to pinch Mr. 's ears.

Someone's face is hot.

The woman's hand is not strong, and the fleshy hand is soft and gently pinched, as if she is teasing his heart.

"Don't make a fuss."

Mo Bingyan held her hand tightly in the palm of her hand, as if she wanted to melt her, but a certain woman had no heart, no lungs and no feelings, and she didn't feel it if she let him hold it.

"Well, if you don't say it, forget it."

Ye Lige is not entangled, and he said with a smile: "Anyway, men have little secrets, and many men don't even show their mobile phones to their wives, I understand." ”

Something is wrong.

Mo Bingyan frowned: "I don't have any secrets. ”

"I don't believe it."

Ye Lige smiled: "Then do you dare to show me your mobile phone?" ”

The driver's heart instantly rose to his throat.

Is Mr.'s mobile phone something that ordinary people can read?

How many trade secrets must be hidden in it, and if they are leaked, it will be terrible.

"Give."

Mo Bingyan handed over his phone.

This scene fell into the eyes of the driver, and he silently returned to the driver's seat and took out his mobile phone to send a message to Mo Dieyi.