The bathroom light was on, falling from the top of Zhou Beijing's head, and the tight muscles on his back were clearly defined.

I don't care about appreciating it, because Lu Qianning found out that he was taking off his pants!

Her ears turned red, and she subconsciously turned around, listening to the trivial voice behind her, like an ant on a hot pot.

He's been *** for a while, how is she going to explain!?

In a hurry, she blurted out, "Don't ...... Don't take it off, there's someone here!"

She covered her face with both hands and squeezed into the corner, but she secretly poked and poked that she felt stupid.

The intriguing gaze on her back was about to be poked out of her hole, and she turned around slowly.

Biting his lip tightly, Qingyan raised his eyes to look up from his naked upper body, looking at the eyes that knew the bottom of the invisible.

In the cramped space, the two people could clearly hear each other's breathing, just looking at each other.

Memories of being "sealed" are flooding in.

Compared with a year ago, he is becoming more and more mature, with a noble atmosphere in his gestures, his narrow eyes are slightly narrowed, and the corners of his lips are hooked with an arc that seems to be a smile but not a smile.

His eyes reflected her embarrassment, and the red ears couldn't help but remind him of something, and his eyes were deep.

He was a little distracted, and took this opportunity to slowly move her body to the left, and opened the door without hesitation.

was stopped by the stunned waiter outside, and in the direction of the door, Zhang Wenbo and Zhang Huanning also came in.

She was so red that she was dripping blood, so embarrassed that her toes in her flat shoes were clenched together.

"You...... Where did you come from?" The waiters weren't the ones at the door, and they didn't know that there were already people here.

But the waiter was not surprised by this situation, and immediately decided, "What a fool of yourself, you actually use this method to spy on our guests!"

The word "voyeurism" made Lu Qianning even more embarrassed, if she wanted to escape from here, at least don't let Zhou Beijing see her!

But Zhang Wenbo had already seen her, "Lute-Teacher Lu?"

At the end, he tilted his head in surprise and looked at Zhou Beijing who came out of the bathroom, "Mr. Zhou, when did she come?"

"I also want to know when she came."

Zhou Beijing walked over slowly, and put on the wet shirt again, with a few loose buttons.

Exposing his collarbones and looming pectoral muscles, his majestic figure was sunk in the sofa, and the whole person was lazy but cold.

Those long eyes swept past Lu Qianning without any waves.

"It must have been a misunderstanding." Zhang Huanning walked up to Lu Qianning and said two kind words for her, "Didn't I say that Teacher Lu would come over? Mr. Zhou, how could she hide in the bathroom and peek at you?"

"Then let her tell me what she is doing in the bathroom?" Zhou Beijing was not in a hurry, and his voice was indifferent.

He didn't say a word indifferently and didn't mention his acquaintance with Lu Qianning.

Lu Qianning also didn't hit it with interest, adjusted his mood, and said with a slight bow, "I'm sorry, it's rude, I just had an emergency, so I went to the bathroom, I didn't expect someone to come in suddenly, and I didn't know how to explain it for a while."

"So, or is it my fault?" The oppressive words and the long eyes full of displeasure shook over.

She was immediately pressed by Zhou Beijing's breath and had difficulty breathing, and her eyebrows frowned slightly and shook her head, "Of course not......

"Just a small episode, Mr. Zhou, you have to be forgiving and forgiving, not to mention that Teacher Lu is here for the children, let's sit down and talk about Sheng Que Xing's make-up class."

Zhang Huanning waved his hand to signal the waiter to go down, took out a cigarette and handed it to Zhou Beijing, and relieved Lu Qianning of the siege.

The waiter turned away and closed the box door.

A sense of depression hit, but Lu Qianning could only bear it, waiting for Zhou Beijing to speak.

Zhou Beijing lit the fire, and talked between his thin lips, "Then give Manager Zhang a face, come and sit."

Zhang Huanning gave Lu Qianning a look, and Lu Qianning hesitated before sitting down at a distance from Zhou Beijing.

"Sheng Que Xing, that kid is very smart, before

When I went to school, my daughter always mentioned him, this—"

"I'm not interested in talking about Sheng Que Xing now, talking about cooperation." Zhou Beijing interrupted Zhang Huanning's words.

Hearing this, Zhang Huanning shrugged his shoulders at Lu Qianning, saying that he could only help her get here.

Since we talked about cooperation first, it meant that Lu Qianning had to wait, and she looked at her watch.

Although it is only seven o'clock now, if Zhou Beijing sincerely drags ...... I don't know how long it will be.

Zhang Huanning wanted to help Lu Qianning and talked about his cooperation with Zhou Beijing.

But every now and then, Zhou Beijing would interrupt, say a few digressions, and have a glass of wine.

even asked Zhang Huanning to repeat it again with excuses such as not hearing clearly and not understanding.

Lu Qianning has been with him for so many years, and he has never seen anything he doesn't understand! Z.br>

She sat patiently, and when she was impatient, she flipped through her phone twice.

By the way, I chatted with Zhang Yue for a day, and she couldn't go back to the hospital first.

At ten o'clock, Zhang Huanning was drunk and fell down, and he couldn't move when he threw himself into the sofa.

"Send Manager Zhang back." Zhou Beijing played with the wine glass, and the reddish-brown liquid reflected the bright light overhead.

Zhang Wenbo was stunned and asked, "Then how do you go back?"

After asking, he felt redundant, turned his head to look at Lu Qianning and said, "Then trouble Mr. Lu to send Mr. Zhou home, I'll go first."

"Me?"

Before Lu Qianning could react, Zhang Wenbo had already pulled Zhang Huanning up, but Zhang Huanning was so drunk that he couldn't walk at all.

He gritted his teeth and ran away with Zhang Huanning on his shoulder, and did not forget to explain to the waiter at the door that no one was allowed to enter.

In just two minutes, Lu Qianning and Zhou Beijing were left in the box.

She blinked her eyes a few times, frowned, and said, "Mr. Zhou, we can talk now—"

"Send me back, on the way." Zhou Beijing got up suddenly, grabbed his coat and strode out.

She could only get up and keep up, and under his striding meteor pace, she had the illusion of being in a different world.

Entering the cramped elevator, she stood in the back, trying her best to narrow her presence.

"Where?" Zhou Beijing didn't press the elevator, put one hand in his pocket and turned his head to look at her.

She was stunned for a few seconds, and then blurted out, "I'...... I'm not living alone right now, and I'm going to the hospital tonight!"

Her clear eyes collided with his bottomless eyes, and he suddenly took two steps and forced her into the corner of the elevator.

With her wrist on the top right of her head, she asked a little sarcastically, "I ask you, where is the car?"

"At the door." Lu Qianning turned his head away from him, moved to the elevator button, and pressed down the first floor.

Then he closed his eyes in annoyance, and pinched his eyebrows twice with his fingers.

A chuckle came from behind her, and she didn't have time to care about sarcasm or anything.

Her car was not as good as the big g, and Zhou Beijing sat in the co-pilot, with her legs slightly sideways.

He dropped his coat behind his back, then fastened his seatbelt and rested his head on the seat with his eyes closed.

Lu Qianning started the engine and drove, and the half-dropped window blew the familiar breath of the two of them all over the car.

She drove straight to the water piano, and suddenly it occurred to her that she had bumped into him taking a shower when she first went there.

I don't know if it's a coincidence......

She shook her head, suppressed the messy thoughts in her head, and slowly spoke, "Mr. Zhou, close ......"

Turning his head, he saw him clasping his arms in his hands, leaning on his seat and seeming to be asleep.

The side line of the face is like a knife, and although the eyes are closed, it is not angry.

Seeing this, she didn't continue, and drove quietly until she arrived at the door of the Water Piano Villa.

She parked the car on the side of the road and cleared her throat, "Mr. Zhou, your home has arrived."

"Okay." The thin lips of the man with his eyes closed opened slightly, accompanied by the sound of unbuckling his seat belt.

The door opened, his expensive shoes hit the ground, and he got out of the car

, slightly tidied up the wrinkled shirt, and walked away without looking back.

"Huh......" Lu Qianning breathed a sigh of relief, looking at his back gradually moving away, and finally lost the sense of oppression that he had to get along with.

However, the matter of Sheng Quexing's make-up class has not been talked about yet!

"Oh......" She couldn't help but hurriedly open the car door, and just as she was about to shout, the man's figure had disappeared from the corner of the neighborhood.

She sat back in the car in discouragement, put her hands in the ends of her hair and hung her head for a few seconds, only to find another chance to continue dating him.

She straightened her long hair and drove back to the hospital.

At that time, it was already past eleven o'clock, and Zhang Yue was still waiting for her to come back.

"Sister, it's so late, why did you come back?" She wanted to call to urge, but she was afraid that Lu Qianning would be delayed to talk about things.

only sent a few WeChat messages, and Lu Qianning only replied two sentences before he finished talking, and he didn't have time to explain the reason in detail.

Lu Qianning changed into slippers and shook his head at her, "It's a little accident, it's delayed."

She didn't mention the episode of meeting Zhou Beijing, even if he came here, he would be on a business trip, and it shouldn't be long.

"Thank you for your hard work, hurry up and go wash and sleep, Dr. Yan came in the evening and said that he had to work overtime for an operation tomorrow, and it happened that the operation was over to talk about our mother's condition."

While talking, Zhang Yue went into the bathroom and helped her put out the warm water.

Lu Qianning took the basin from her hand, "Okay, you go and rest first, I'll do it myself."

The next day, after Dr. Yan's surgery, she came to Zhang Xinlan's hospital room.

Lu Qianning and Zhang Yue were wiping Zhang Xinlan's body, and when they saw him coming, they immediately put down what they were doing, and covered Zhang Xinlan with a thin quilt and walked over.

"Xiao Lu, Xiao Zhang, you two sit down first and listen to me slowly."

Doctor Yan held Zhang Xinlan's medical records in his hand, "Your mother is currently very stable, and all the indicators of her body have come up, my suggestion is to start electroshock therapy next week, but if that happens, you need to keep your family members in the hospital, you two discuss who will stay, or both stay, and make arrangements for work in advance."

"Okay, we'll decide." Lu Qianning thought for a moment and asked, "If the electroshock therapy works, when will it be effective?"

"The initial effect will be more obvious, some of the most obvious ones will have a reaction in three or five days, and there will be one or two months, but if it is more than three or four months, there will be no response...... I guess it doesn't work, so I have to consider giving up."

Dr. Yan pushed his eyes on the bridge of his nose, sighed and said, "Treatment options don't work for everyone."

In a word, Lu Qianning and Zhang Yue's happy mood was lowered.

Lu Qianning patted Zhang Yue's shoulder and smiled at Dr. Yan, "Okay, no matter what the method, we have to try it, thank you Dr. Yan, thank you for your hard work."

After a few brief exchanges, Dr. Yan left the room.

After discussing with Zhang Yue, Lu Qianning decided that Zhang Yue would stay in the hospital to take care of Zhang Xinlan.

Several primary school students led by Zhang Yue were transferred to several other teachers in the educational institution, and Lu Qianning was still in charge of himself.

On a weekend night, Lu Qianning left the hospital, got into the car, and caught a glimpse of a blazer in the back seat from the rearview mirror.

It's Zhou Beijing's.

She was stunned for a few seconds, then took out her mobile phone and entered a string of numbers familiarly.