So You’re Such A Doctor Song

"You can also watch it on your mobile phone," Chang Qing said in a dodgy way, not that she did not want to say the email password. If she did, she would be killed by Song Chuyi, and she also forgot to use the video playback software for the movies a few days ago. I deleted the browsing history, and if he saw it, she couldn't wash the yellow river.

So Chang Qing gritted his teeth and decided not to say, "My computer is broken and I haven't been connected to the Internet. Go to the study and use my dad's computer."

"is it"? Song Chuyi stared at the page where he had to enter the password. How did he feel normal?

"Yes, I originally planned to ask for a computer repair, but these two days have been busy and I don't have time." Chang Qing lied and behaved.

"That's right, you can save a repair fee, I will repair it," Song Chuyi said, and hung up the phone.

Chang Qing was dumbfounded, Wen Tong looked up from the lunch box and asked, "What's wrong?"

Chang Qing froze, "Wen Tong, when you said that you broke someone's password, could you find out the previous password.

"I don't know, but the technology should be better."

Chang Qing prayed silently, hoping that Song Chuchu's technique was just a three-legged cat.

For computers, Song Chuyi has always been a hacker, but he thought that using this technology was very disrespectful to others, so he called and asked Changqing.

But less than a minute, he smiled coldly at the corner of his mouth when he saw the password of Changqing on the black screen.

He understands that what computer is broken is a cover.

How dare she tell herself such a password.

Translated into Chinese: Fu Yu, I miss you.

Fine, Yan Changqing, you are dead.

He quickly changed the obscure password and re-entered the new password.

After logging in the page, the network was unblocked, virus-free, and it really lied.

Song Chuyi held back her anger and opened an email from a friend. After reading it, it was still early and there was nothing to do. He wanted to see a new movie. He chose a medical theme. See the rows of historically playing movies next to each other.

He frowned.

This film name is special.

He randomly opened one, and white men and women dangled in front of him.

He ordered another one, and it was all flowers.

He's all bad.

No wonder people say that the computer is a person's private small world.

Sure enough, he really didn't see that she had this hobby.

He wanted to look at her differently.

Song Chuyi had a deep headache, what kind of woman did he marry.

Simply click on her recent history.

In addition to some entertainment news, there are some that made him look again.

For example: Would the girls feel ooxx for the first time?

For example: Is it difficult for a woman to get in for the first time.

Another example: love like tide water position.

Song Chuyi closed silently, he could not stand it anymore.

On the set, Chang Qing suddenly felt a chill, and it was almost summer, so why was she so cold?

She moved her body carefully and said to Wen Tong, "How about I go to sleep with you tonight?"

"You have a fight with Dr. Song"? Wen Tong frowned.

Chang Qing nodded.

"Okay, okay, just barely charge you one night."

After filming the last scene, Chang Qing went back in a Wentong car. When she was going downstairs, she received a call from Song Chuyi, "when are you coming back?"

Chang Qing was particularly timid and said, "I'm going to shoot all night today, and I won't be back."

Wen Tong looked at her with a **** look.

At the end of the call, Song Chuyi laughed twice, "Yan Changqing, how much water did you put in your head, and you forgot I said in the morning that Shaobin's people secretly protect you. What are you doing and where do I It ’s unclear, filming, do you play with me, you finished filming as early as forty minutes, please come back to me right away, don't let me catch you with my own hands, or then take pride on yourself. "

Chang Qing felt ashamed and complacent, okay, she remembered, because today she looked around several times today, and did not see anyone protecting her.

She thought Song Chuyi was just talking.

"Well, I'll be right back," she said honestly.

After seeing her hang up, Wen Tong looked at her with a particularly disgusting look, "You are so unpromising."

"I also think I'm so good," Chang Qing thought of Song Chuyi's expressionless face, and bowed his head honestly.

In the middle of the night, Wen Tong took another half circle to take her back.

When Chang Qing came into the yard, she was all very nervous. Aunt Zhang saw her smiling and said, "Come back, hungry or not, should I make you supper?"

"Yes," Chang Qing nodded quickly, followed by Auntie Zhang into the kitchen.

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Aunt Zhang said, "Your dad and friend just happened to give him more than twenty crabs yesterday, and I steamed it for you."

"Okay, I like crabs the most." Chang Qing looked at the big crab and felt that saliva was going to flow out.

"Go with Mr. Song, I'll do it here," Aunt Zhang said.

Chang Qing didn't want to leave, and continued to squat while pretending to look at the crab.

"Go on," Aunt Zhang urged.

"I also want to eat your fried noodles," Chang Qing said again.

"Yes, you can ask Mr. Song if you want fried noodles." Aunt Zhang nodded and started to find noodles.

Changqing has a headache. Aunt Zhang always pushes her to Song Chuchu. "He should not eat it, don't you usually see him eating supper?"

"I want to eat it today," a sudden cold voice came from behind.

Chang Qing turned around, and did not know when Song Chuyi was leaning on the kitchen door, tall and smart, with thin lips smiling.

Chang Qing's entire body was imaginary, anxious to turn into a turtle and hide in the shell.

"Come, don't stay in the kitchen, arguing that Aunt Zhang is not good for supper", Song Chuyi beckoned to her, a pair of bright eyes with a gentle smile.

Chang Qing thought that he might not have repaired the computer.

After all, the computer has so much data and is so complicated that she hasn't learned it for a long time. He may not understand it.

Chang Qing followed him honestly, and as soon as she arrived in the living room, she immediately lifted his hand from his waist and said, "I filmed a day of drama today, all sweat, I'll go to the shower first."

Without waiting for his answer, he quickly went upstairs.

After slipping upstairs, she first looked at the computer, which was turned off, and immediately took a breath to take a shower.

After taking a shower, Aunt Zhang was already calling her, and the crabs were steamed.

Down the stairs of Changqing Pidian Pidian, Song Chuyi was sitting next to the golden crab, and was exposing the crab gracefully.

How rude it is to peel crabs, but he has stripped out a kind of sense of sight eating Western food.

"You aren't waiting for me," Chang Qing squinted and sat next to him.

"You didn't say you want me to wait for you," Song Chuyi said lightly.

Chang Qing snorted, without grace.

Ignoring him, Chang Qing pulled away one of the largest crabs. The crab yellow in it was amazing. Chang Qing ate four in one breath. His peeled fingers became numb and there was a ring of crab yellow on his lips.

Song Chuyi looked at her and rubbed her mouth for a long time, but there was still one untouched, so she couldn't stand to wipe her with her fingers.

His thumb was hot, Jun face was close, and a pair of bright eyes stared at her carefully. Chang Qing was embarrassed and his ears were red.

Aunt Zhang took two bowls of fried noodles and saw this, she nodded.

The fried noodles Changqing only ate half a bowl, but Song Chuyi ate them cleanly. She said with a little pride: "Aunt Zhang's fried noodles are delicious."

"Well," Song Chuyi said lightly, "you eat more, you can only work physically if you are full."

Chang Qing blinked, "what work"?

"What do you think?" Song Chuyi said thinly.

The crab in Changqing's hand fell off the plate, and the goose-like face turned red.

Under the restaurant lights, her face seemed to drip water, Song Chuyi clenched her chopsticks, I can't wait to bring her back to the room now.

"I don't understand," Chang Qing ducked away in a wink, and continued to bite the crab hard.

She decided to use crabs to delay time.

She didn't want to talk to him.

She fought hard for eight big crabs. In the end, Song Chuyi couldn't stand it any longer.

Chang Qing can't eat anymore, but she doesn't want to go upstairs.

The hand continued to stretch over, Song Chuyi held the hand and dragged her upstairs.

"I still have to eat and eat," Chang Qing grabbed the corner of the table like a child.

Aunt Zhang looked at him with a smile, "Chang Qing, Dr. Song was right. It ’s really bad to eat too much. I'll keep it for you at night and eat it tomorrow morning."

Chang Qing bitter gourd was Song Chuyi back to the bedroom.

Entering the door, Song Chuyi hit the lock.

Chang Qing heard his groaning voice and his expressionless outline, his heart became even more bottomless, "I haven't drink water yet".

"After ten o'clock in the evening, your face will be swollen with drinking water. What kind of swollen face do you have, and what water do you drink?" Song Chuyi sat on the velvet sofa that interrogated her early in the morning.

Chang Qing was angry. "Where is my face swollen, Song Chuchu, can you not speak so badly?"

"Okay, I don't say anything terrible, let's talk about something else." Song Chuyi smiled, and her thin lips picked out some cool arcs. "It's better to talk about the password fuyuwoxiangni"?

Chang Qing's legs were soft, just like a bulging balloon, all of a sudden, the needle was pierced, all the anger was gone, her lips were squirming, and she saw Song Chuyi's deep eyes growing more and more It was cold and cold like ice in the North Pole, and his low, murmured voice rang again: "Would you like me to call Fu Yu and say that you still think of him and miss him, should I let a word, let You pair of lovers eventually become dependents. "

Chang Qingxi shook his head, "I".

Song Chuyi interrupted her and went on to say, "You and Fu Yu are really like a book. The more you go through the story, the more ups and downs, you clearly like him, and you open your eyes and tell me yes Take care of your brother, sister's classmate, Yan Changqing since you were young, do you not have to lie to publish the manuscript, don't you twiddle the tears with me in your eyes, it is indeed an actor, and tears are there. "