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Jiang Siyi hurriedly wanted to regain the right to speak, but she hesitated and didn't say it because she was afraid that she would misunderstand if she didn't express it clearly. Now, his reaction was obviously misinterpreting what she meant.

"I'll prove it to you."

His mouth was covered by his palm, and Jiang Siyi's whole person was held in his arms, so he could only follow his strength and go upstairs.

"Ye Qingping, we, aren't we going home......"

Covered in her mouth, her voice leaking intermittently from between her fingers. By the way, the warm breath between his breaths also wet his palms.

When the word "go home" fell into his ears, Ye Qingping's slightly cold face returned to the earth in an instant, and the ice and snow melted.

What's he doing!

If Jiang Siyi really regarded that matter as bigger than the sky, how could he risk being embarrassed and decisively get the certificate with him.

She was so sad that she refused to say it directly, because she was afraid of hurting his self-esteem.

Ye Qingping looked down at her, but he was caught off guard and bumped into her pupils.

In his wet, watery eyes, all that flickered was worry and concern for him.

"Don't worry, I won't mess around." He laughs.

Jiang Siyi was even more worried now.

Generally speaking, they say that they don't mess around, but they are often chaotic and crying ghosts and gods, and they are absolutely generous.

She's a surgeon, and she's never eaten pork and hasn't seen a pig run.

……

Qiao Yan's guest room was at the corner of a staircase, Ye Qingping pushed open the door with one hand and led her in with the other.

Jiang Siyi stumbled and fell on the elastic bed, while Ye Qingping's body suddenly pressed down.

Along with it, he kissed him densely, lightly and heavily.

Or rather, sucking?

"Call me." His voice was slightly hoarse, and his words were still strong and irrefutable.

"Ye Qingping......"

"Wrong."

Jiang Siyi was stunned, that's right, aren't you just called Ye Qingping.

Shaking his kung fu, his shoulders were cold, and Jiang Siyi couldn't help but take a breath of cool air. What are you doing, kiss it, it's too much on the teeth.

It was itching behind her ears that he was rrying her hair, and the hot and humid breathing made Jiang Siyi unconsciously shrink deeper into the bed.

"Call me." He said it again, his eyes dark, dark and sparkling with a frightening light.

"Husband, husband, I was wrong, stop it......" She is a mortal, and she has been oscillating between strong reason and turbulent nature for a long time, which is very fatal.

Ye Qingping's eyes were even brighter, and he stared at her condescendingly, making a loud noise.

"Jiang Siyi, the happiness I promised you will not be less at all."

——

In the early morning, the glimmer of light shines through the curtains and sprinkles on the two people who are embracing each other.

Ye Qingping propped himself up, looked at her silently for a while, who was still asleep, and finally withdrew the smile on the corner of his mouth and got up.

In the corridor, two men who knew each other took a look, but they looked at each other without saying a word and walked downstairs one after the other.

Duan Qi raised his eyes and pulled out a fleeting smile, and cleared his throat, "Mr. Ye, morning." ”

"Early." Ye Qingping responded lukewarmly.

"Is your heart okay?"

Ye Qingping, who was checking the food in the refrigerator, was slightly stunned, "You care." ”

"Yes, I'm your attending doctor." Duan Qi also found a tennis ball out of nowhere and played with it in his hand.

"I'm measured." Ye Qingping replied lukewarmly.

Duan Qi sneered in his heart, Ye Qingping was embarrassed to talk to him about proportion?

When he was the first day back home to receive him?

"Mr. Ye, do you know why before me, your doctors advised you to be pure-hearted and have few desires, and even completely avoided talking to you about this topic?"

Ye Qingping glanced at him and didn't reply.

Duan Qi didn't expect Ye Qingping to answer, and quickly continued to take care of himself, "The ancients said that when a peony flower dies, it is also romantic to be a ghost. I now understand their concerns. ”

Ye Qingping sneered, "I spent so much money, not to worry about me for another person." ”

"I didn't say it." Duan Qi waved his hand, turned his head and walked upstairs.

——

At the same time.

Jiang Siyi opened her eyes leisurely, and was about to stretch her waist, but a feeling of back pain came from all over her body, especially under her legs.

Touching it with his hand, there was still a trace of residual warmth on the quilt on his side.

Picking up the clothes and putting them on his body, Jiang Siyi walked towards the bathroom with a pair of legs as weak as bones.

Waiting for the gurgling water to pour down from the top of her head and hit her delicate but red-stained skin, Jiang Siyi finally let out a breath.

Tiredness is the only feeling she feels at the moment.

When I closed my eyes, the memory of last night suddenly turned over and I remembered it vividly.

His hands, his lips.

The gentle, varied kneading brought her the most stirring and fanatical disorientation.

……

Jiang Siyi leaned weakly in the bathtub, her hands on the edge, groggy and didn't know how long she had been washing.

Until someone pushed open the bathroom door and turned off the overhead shower.

"Yiyi, wake up." An anxious murmur rang in his ears.

Jiang Siyi lifted her eyelids weakly, and in the mist, Ye Qingping's anxious and worried eyes were as far as her eyes could see, and his hand was on her cheek, brushing away the water droplets on her face for her.

"How did you fall asleep?" A reproachful but doting tone.

In an instant, somehow, the aggrieved and sour thoughts occupied all of Jiang Siyi's emotions.

Her tears fell with the droplets of water on her forehead, and her eyes were red when they came.

"Ye Qingping, you bastard." Jiang Siyi stroked the overflowing water in the bathtub with his hand and splashed it on Ye Qingping's face, but was stopped by him in the middle of the way.

His wrist was controlled by him and couldn't move, and Jiang Siyi was even more aggrieved.

While sobbing, he changed to another free hand and continued to splash water on his face.

At this time, Ye Qingping didn't hide or stop it, and let her splash him with water from the bathtub.

Until his neat shirt was almost completely wet with water, and the broken hair on his forehead was wet and drooping.

"Why don't you hide......" Jiang Siyi cried even more fiercely.

Ye Qingping smiled, half-knelt in front of the bathtub, and raised his hand to brush away the long hair on her shoulders for her, "I hid just now, and you cried to me." ”

"You're calling me vexatious."

Ye Qingping sighed, how dare he dislike her, he just wanted to do everything he could to satisfy her, so that she would never have the idea of leaving him for a moment.

Otherwise, what did he do last night for?

Jiang Siyi pursed her lips to calm her breathing, and there was a helpless but infinitely tolerant smile on his face, which made her feel that she was indeed making trouble.

In fact, she is.

She was the one who had gained extreme pleasure, but when she came back to her senses, she was ashamed of her tearful almost crazy loss of consciousness, and had no choice but to vent her anger on him.

Recalling her delicate and charming posture slightly, Jiang Siyi felt so ashamed that she wanted to bury herself in the water and never see anyone again.

……

"Ye Qingping, you promise, you will never tell anyone else."

"What are you talking about...... Ye Qing calmed down, and suddenly understood where her ups and downs came from.

It turned out that she was annoyed and angry.

"Well, I promise, it's our secret." Ye Qingping got up and took the bathrobe, holding her hand and intending to drag her up from the water. "Get up first, don't catch a cold."

Jiang Siyi grabbed the edge of the bathtub and refused to get up.

"You go out, I'll come by myself."

She was full of traces left by him, a clear reminder of her crazy waves, so that he, the initiator, would not see it.

Ye Qingping's eyes stared meaningfully on her face, and he asked lightly, "Do you have your own strength?" ”

His light and light words, but like a time machine, suddenly pulled her back to the hot flashes of last night.

"Ye Qingping!"

"Okay, you can do it yourself." Enough is enough, and as he spoke, Ye Qingping raised his leg and planned to withdraw.

Jiang Siyi shouted to him again, and as soon as Ye Qingping turned around, a clean and dry towel flew to his face.

"Wipe it dry before you go out." She shouted.

——

Half an hour later,

"Don't make a fuss, stay away from me!" A low female voice.

"I'm wearing a mask, it's fine."

"Ye Qingping!" The sternness of the woman's forced pretense mixed with the crisp and pleasant sound of the tapping of the dishes and chopsticks really does not have any deterrent power.

But the man next to her took a step back and changed seats.

"Take a step back."

Qiao Yan rubbed her eyes and stared blankly at the scene in front of her. She didn't wake up from a hangover, and was dragged by someone for a night without knowing whether she was alive or dead, and all the organs that were still working in her body were her hungry stomach.

"Jojo early." Jiang Siyi raised her head and said hello a little embarrassed, but then coughed twice.

", Jiang Jiang, what's wrong with you, why is your voice hoarse like this......" Saying that, Qiao Yan's puzzled gaze swept to Ye Qingping, "Ye San......"

"What do you care so much about?"

Being glared at by Ye Qingping's cold gaze, Qiao Yan immediately waved her hand. It doesn't matter what, the husband and wife are one, and the gods fight, why is she involved.

"Do you still have dumplings, I'm starving my sister to death." Qiao Yan rummaged through the cabinets and found nothing, but there were some cold dumplings in the trash can.

"Bang bang." Jiang Siyi knocked on the table, raised her eyebrows and motioned for Ye Qingping to get up and cook some dumplings for Qiao Yan.

Ye Qingping chuckled lightly, sat as steady as Mount Tai, and had no intention of getting up.

He's not a cook, and he's responsible for everyone's breakfast.

"Gone?" Qiao Yan arched her nose and sniffed the fragrance of dumplings left in the air, and looked at Ye Qingping intently with a pair of eyes dominated by hunger, and asked a little sadly.

"There's leftover cake from yesterday in the fridge."

Qiao Yan: "......"

There is no reason for it, she is in her own house, and she can't find any hot food to eat.

"Go out and eat." Duan Qi didn't know when he appeared at the dining table, hugged Qiao Yan and walked out.

Jiang Siyi also hurriedly packed her things, after being delayed for so long, she was likely to be late if she didn't hurry up.

But beside him, Ye Qingping's voice came slowly, "She is sick and asks for leave." ”

——

In the otolaryngology department of Renhe Hospital.

Jiang Siyi hung her head with a blushing face and refused to look at people, she was just a little hoarse in her voice, and Ye Qingping pressed her to see the expert.

When the doctor asked about the recent situation, Ye Qingping said very calmly, "I was fine last night." ”

As a result, the doctor concluded that her vocal cords were damaged due to excessive use of her voice.

Excessive ...... of the voice

Jiang Siyi covered her hot face with both hands, but the doctor's meaningful eyes echoed in front of her for a long time.

is also a doctor, and she has also rotated in different departments, how could she not understand what the eyes that want to speak but stop laughing secretly mean.