He Is Warmer Than Time

Tang Ji'an faintly felt that he was going to the toilet after most of the salt water had been hung up. After all, a large bottle of salt water dripped into his body like this, and his body must be resolved.

He looked around, and it didn't look like there was a toilet here.

Then endure it. After ten minutes, I can't bear it anymore.

Mu Mian looked at him in pain, and said empathically: "Where are you uncomfortable?"

Tang Ji'an glanced at her and raised his hand: "You can ask the doctor where there is a bathroom."

Dr. Chen smiled and said: "No need to convey it, I have heard it all, the vice hospital, there is no toilet here. If you want to clarify it, you can solve it in the small woods by the river at the back of this clinic."

Mu Mian chuckles out of laughter, it seems she can't imagine this scene.

Tang Ji'an squinted at her, feeling even worse.

Mu Mian hurriedly sorted out his expression: "Let me help you carry the salt water bottle. It is not convenient for you to have one hand."

Tang Ji'an said with a sullen face: "You go out and ask Liu Shu to come in."

Mu Mian screamed, and ran out quickly, and returned after a while: "Uncle Liu doesn’t know where I’m going. You’re not outside, are you in a hurry? If you’re not in a hurry, I’ll go to Uncle Liu. Salt water bottle."

Young Master Tang Er felt that he had been driven off the shelves by a duck, and he felt a dilemma.

Dr. Chen wanted to speak but stopped, as if he wanted to resolve his embarrassment, Tang Ji'an quickly said to Mu Mian: "Hurry up."

He always felt that letting this Doctor Chen help would make him even more uncomfortable.

Mu Mian held the salt water bottle in one hand and supported him with the other.

Tang Ji'an really felt that when he came to the countryside, he had lost all the faces he had spent more than 20 years in his life, not the worst, only worse.

He said coldly: "My legs are not lame, and I am not bad at it. You don't need to support me."

Mu Mian still supported him: "You have a high fever of forty-one degrees, I'm afraid you will fall in a daze."

The two came to the back of the clinic. It was a birch forest. The green leaves were rustling with the wind, and the river slowly flowed eastward. In the early summer, the scenery was so beautiful.

Tang Ji'an chooses from left to right, but he can't decide.

Mu Mian whispered: "Under any tree, can't you be too picky?"

Tang Ji'an's face was reddened, looking left and right, and found desperately that this birch tree was a long and straight trunk, and it didn't give birth to side branches until high places. In other words, his salt water bottle had no place to hang.

It can only be carried manually.

Second Young Master Tang is a precious young master, a young master with a good family education and a decent manner. He has never done such a vulgar act of fainting in front of a girl.

It seems that he really can't overcome his psychological obstacles.

Mu Mian pointed to a thick birch tree: "Just this one, it grows a bit weak and can't help but fertilize it."

Tang Ji'an couldn't help but stretched out his hand to pinch her face: "You...your mouth."

Mu Mian touched his face and said nothing wrong.

She turned around: "I won't look at it, don't worry."

Tang Ji'an was speechless, why did he feel that his gender was reversed?

He is still doing fierce ideological struggles, it seems... there will be a sound, it seems... will be heard by her, it seems... a bit strange.

Mu Mian held the salt water bottle: "Why haven't you started yet?"

Doesn't he feel suffocated?

Tang Ji'an stretched out and pulled the zippers of his pants...

Mu Mian joked: "Why do you really look like a girl?"

Tang Ji'an gritted his teeth: "Okay, shut up."

The sound of rustling sounded, and then, there was the sound of water splash...