The female doctor was made laughing and crying by the two children in front of her, and had a premonition that this proud and indifferent young man seemed destined to be planted in the hands of this girl, because one of them was surrounded by walls on all sides, and the other was deeply trapped in it, and it was impossible to escape.

She didn't hesitate to contribute to her lounge, "If you're shy, go inside, there's no one inside." Alternatively, you can go somewhere else, but there doesn't seem to be much hidden away from the school. ”

Jiang Lige hurriedly twisted Song Wanqiao's clothes with her fingers, and used all her strength to drag this awkward and tall person into the house step by step, and people who didn't know thought she was going to do something wrong.

She commanded Song Wanqiao with arrogance, "Get out of here!" ”

Song Wanqiao: ......

"You can't take it off, if you don't take it off, I'll help you take it off."

Song Wanqiao: ......

"You said you're a big man, why are you so thin-skinned?"

Song Wanqiao: ......

"I really did it!"

Jiang Lige approached him and pretended to pick up his clothes, but Song Wanqiao really compromised.

"I'll do it myself, you turn around."

He had a feeling of being in the mouth of a wolf, and he had to suspect that Jiang Lige's purpose in bringing him here didn't seem to be pure.

But now there is a cloud in his mind, vaguely as if he can't think normally, to be precise, since he met Jiang Lige, many things are involuntarily, willing, retreating, no bottom line, these words that should not appear in his dictionary have all surfaced, and he can't press it.

Could it be that this person gave him a trick.

With that in mind, he decided to check her family history in a few days.

It wasn't until Song Wanqiao's smooth back was exposed in the air that Jiang Lige remembered that there was nothing else except ointment, she covered her eyes and shouted outside, "Doctor, what do you use to apply?" ”

"With your hands."

"Huh? Don't have any tools? ”

The female doctor crunched open the closed door, glanced at Song Wanqiao's back, and her pink lips moved slightly, "The red and swollen area is too large, and it is not suitable for touching other things, otherwise it will be infected." ”

Before Song Wanqiao had time to panic, the female doctor quickly closed the door and disappeared, leaving a dusty world.

He almost foamed at the mouth and seriously suspected that she was lying, but he had no proof.

Jiang Lige squeezed out the milky white ointment on his fingers and opened the slit in his eyes, "I'll start, you bear with it." ”

The soft fingertips tossed and wandered on his back, Song Wanqiao's eyelashes trembled, and her neck was a little itchy from the hot air she sprayed.

This feeling of being slaughtered by others is really ...... It's hard to put into words.

Jiang Lige rubbed and rubbed it, and a voice kept shouting in his head, just take a look, just a look, there will be no store in this village after that.

She swallowed her saliva, and when she was done, she summoned up the courage of a strong man to die and opened her evil eyes.

The skin in front of him is fair and delicate, like a finely carved white jade, and the skin quality is excellent, and it is really appreciated that people can't help but sin.

Sensing that the person behind him was not moving, Song Wanqiao suddenly turned his head and met the pair of cat-like eyes that refracted an amber luster.

Time and space freeze, and only a thumping heartbeat remains.

Jiang Lige grabbed his damp little hand and pretended to be indifferent, "There's nothing to look at, it's just a bunch of white fat meat." "It's just spread evenly on the back, and it feels good.

As soon as the words fell, she hurriedly pushed open the door and fled in a hurry.

"Jiang Lige!"

Song Wanqiao gritted his teeth and shouted her name, and the green tendons on his forehead burst out, he forgot to bring his brain when he went out today, and he actually believed what she said.

The Baiyan Building is 500 meters away from the school gate.

Song Qingquan and Song Liangxiao found a private room to sit down, ordered good wine and food, Song Qingquan leaned back on the chair casually, lit a cigarette, and his eyes fell on the person in front of him.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

"I just don't want to steal his limelight and make him lose face."

"You can pull it down, you are afraid that you will be embarrassed if you can't pass the test, so you deliberately go to the bottom to cover up the fact that you are not as good as him."

"Okay, okay, whatever you say is what you say, I am now your prisoner, destined to be pinched in the palm of your hand."

Song Qingquan snorted coldly, noncommittal, and asked him, "Your brother, how are you doing?" ”

"Bai Shui'er, are you his father or am I his father, are you embarrassed to ask me?"

Song Qingquan may be the only one in the world who is afraid of his son.

"Do you want me to call your mom now? She has not received a case in the past few days, and she rehearses menopause at home in advance every day. ”

Song Qingquan is still the only Lao Tzu in the world who threatens his son at every turn.

Song Liangxiao pinched his eyebrows, and said helplessly, "You are all afraid of him, use me as cannon fodder, I crossed the ocean and returned to the country I think about day and night, you are good, the bed at home is not hot, kick me here, don't you have a painful conscience?" ”

"Isn't that what you wanted, did I force you? Don't spew blood! ”

"You've turned a blind eye, isn't your intention obvious?"

"Look at what you said, there are not many people who can make me turn a blind eye, and my eyes are wide open when it comes to prisoners! Treasure your blessings! ”

Song Liangxiao was really impressed by his father's hypocritical appearance, and he didn't have a good air, "Song Wanqiao was smashed by the ball today. ”

"So how is he, is he alright?" Song Qingquan immediately became uncalm, "No, I have to go see him." As he spoke, he was about to get up, but Song Liangxiao stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Don't worry, you can't die, it's not that you don't know him, the black belt is almost nine dans, what can be the lethality of a broken ball, why don't you ask me what's wrong?"

Song Qingquan made up his mind at this time, flicked the ashtray with the ashtray, and glanced at him, "You are about to beat people to death, what can happen!" ”

Song Liang died at night.

On the dishes, Song Liangxiao recalled the basketball game, and the gloom in her eyes seemed to sweep the entire sky.

"Cai Yunfei's grandson saw that our team was about to win, and pushed me from behind when I was shooting, causing my hand to slip, and I didn't make a good ball before flying out, so I accidentally smashed into Song Wanqiao, I must have not looked at the yellow calendar when I went out today, this is good, wrong on wrong, he must hate me even more."

Song Qingquan didn't move his chopsticks for a long time, extinguished the cigarette in his hand, picked up the wine glass and poured a sip of wine, "Come on, he hates more than you, don't be noisy, I'll accompany you, what are you afraid of, it's not that I said you, you're really stupid, how old you are and you're still being plotted," said, intimately sandwiching a piece of pig's trotters for Song Liangxiao, "Come, eat more, make up for your brain, I see that your brain is not very good recently." ”

Song Liangxiao despised his father in his heart, who wants to be a fallen man with him, is he much better than him, okay, at least he can talk to Song Wanqiao every day, of course, regardless of whether Song Wanqiao was forced or not.

"Can I tell you, he has not only been proud of the spring breeze recently, but also has a beautiful woman as a companion, falling in love, like a fairy, he can't remember that there is still a father like you, do you feel a failure?"

"Won't it?"

Song Qingquan was surprised, saying that his son was an iceberg, it was polite, how could he have seven emotions and six desires.

"If you don't believe it, go ask him yourself!"

He felt that Song Qingquan was really crazy about being a policeman, and he actually sent his son to be a spy, the problem is that his purpose was to spy on another son.

Song Qingquan gradually smiled between his eyebrows, what was his son afraid of hating him, as long as he was doing well and someone was with him, it was nothing if he didn't show up.

"I can warn you, make a good match, if he doesn't get married, you will wait for this life to be lonely for the rest of your life!"

"Why?" Song Liangxiao was not convinced.

Song Qingquan showed a fox-like sly smile and raised the paper in his hand.

"With your report card in my hands, do you dare to speak out?"

"Count you ruthless!" Song Liangxiao poked the sushi on the plate fiercely, swearing that he would never go out to eat alone with Song Qingquan again, this person was simply a devil in private, and the genes he inherited were not even one-tenth of his.