Black hair is like ink, white clothes are better than snow, and the weather is noble, this is clearly the male number one in the ancient saying!

Jiang Jiang looked at the hanging pot boy who was taking Sun Xiaobei's pulse, and couldn't help but have a faint in his eyes.

As a woman who has been in love for two lives but has no experience in love, Jiang Jiang evaluates the gentle and jade-like man in front of her with her business thinking: she has a good figure and a better temperament. Although I can't see the appearance clearly, I don't feel that it is any worse.

There are two kinds of people who like to wear masks in this world, one is to cover up the ugliness, and the other is to cover the identity, and Jiang Jiangren should be the latter.

Through various signs, Jiang Jiang judged that he must have a prominent background. Such a rich-born but skilled medical person is definitely a rare warm man.

Money? Jiang Jiang himself will earn. But it's easy to get a thousand gold treasures, and it's rare to have a lover.

If you want to find someone to fall in love with, the hanging pot boy must be a good choice.

"The root of this child's illness has basically been removed," the hanging pot boy got up and said after carefully diagnosing Sun Xiaobei's pulse: "But you still have to pay attention to your diet and daily life, and you will be no problem after two or three years of recuperation."

"Thank you, Childe," Jiang Jiang said generously, "I don't know if we can stay for a light meal, and let us talk about our hearts."

She has to find a way to let Xuanhu Gongzi have more contact with herself, otherwise how can she cultivate her feelings?

"Don't bother," the hanging pot boy smiled softly: "If there is a fate, I will bother another day."

"In that case, Childe should bring this!" Jiang Jiang handed over a hand towel bag, which contained the snacks she had made.

"Thank you very much." The boy took the snack and got into the car.

"What's your bad idea?" Sun Xiaobei looked at Jiang Jiang coldly.

"How can you talk to me?" Jiang Jiang put on his sister's shelf: "I haven't seen you for a few days, and you have learned to eat inside and out?"

"The boy of the hanging pot is my life-saving benefactor," Sun Xiaobei muttered, "But the look in his eyes is too much."

Why, has my mind been exposed? Jiang Jiang couldn't help but feel some palpitations, could it be that he was already hungry and thirsty to this extent?

"I'll tell you, if it's okay, you can pretend to be sick or something, I have a good chance to invite the hanging pot boy to come", Jiang Jiang said to Sun Xiaobei, anyway, it has been exposed, so let's be more straightforward: "Your old sister and my happiness can be pressed on him."

"Can you change the pit?" Sun Xiaobei protested: "Otherwise, you should turn your target to Yuwen Zhengji, anyway, the two of you are all the way."

"I found that I can't smoke you today," Jiang Jiang rolled up his arms and rolled up his sleeves, "You mean I'm not worthy of the hanging pot boy?"

"It's not a question of whether it's worthy or not," Sun Xiaobei frowned and explained, "It's a question of whether it's suitable or not."

"Come on, tell me what's wrong with it? How do I think it's a good fit? Jiang Jiang couldn't agree with Sun Xiaobei no matter what.

"The hanging pot boy is like the ice and snow that has not melted for thousands of years on the high mountains, extremely noble and clean. And you? The head is about to drill into the eyes of money, the smell of copper all over his body, and his face is full of philistine, how can two people come together like this? Sun Xiaobei said eloquently.

"What does the little kid know? Don't you know that complementarity between couples is the best match? Like him, he doesn't need a single triage fee for medical treatment, and even reverses money, how can he do it without a virtuous helper who can make money? Don't you have to beg for food on the streets? Jiang Jiang said: "Take you as an example, if you don't have money, what to eat, what to drink, what to take to marry a daughter-in-law?" Even if there is a little girl who doesn't want to marry you, but the living are not paintings posted on the wall, they always have to eat and drink, right? Sun Xiaobei, let me tell you, there is nothing wrong with the reality of human life. ”

"Anyway, I don't think you two are suitable," Sun Xiaobei still insisted on his opinion: "I can't tell why."

I always feel that these two people stand together, and the style of painting just doesn't match. "Okay, okay, what do you know about a little kid," Jiang Jiang rolled his eyes and said, "Even from the perspective of fate, I see that I can meet you on the road and give you diagnosis and treatment, so we have the opportunity to meet." Doesn't it say that marriage is determined by heaven? Then I'll leave it up to the people to make a decision, and leave it to God whether it succeeds or not? The "Beauty for Ginger" you are watching now Chapter 120 is only a small half chapter, to see the full version, please search Baidu:() Search again after entering: Beauty is ginger