So You’re Such A Doctor Song

Chang Qing pushed his right hand weakly around his waist.

At this time, her mobile phone on the chair in the fitting room suddenly rang, "telephone".

"Don't pick up."

"There must be something important," Chang Qing even saw the words Wen Tong.

"Resolving me now is your most important thing," Song Chuyi said in a low voice and held her tightly.

Chang Qing was blushed by his provocation until the phone stopped, and when she remembered it again, Song Chuyi felt really noisy and hugged her to the chair.

Chang Qing quickly grabbed the phone and pressed the answer button, but it was called by Zuo Zhe, "Chang Qing, I saw the news in the morning, your face was really hurt"?

"This, this", Chang Qing is now completely confused by Song Chuyi's mind, and her speech is not complete.

Zuo Yan continued to ask, "Director Feng hasn't embarrassed you. Now there are many people in the stage. You better not come. There's nothing to be sure about. I'll help you find a way. No matter what happens, I will stand by your side. of".

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ever being Changqing holding on to the cloth sofa, biting the root of the tooth, I ca n’t talk anymore, otherwise I will definitely be found.

Chang Qing hung up the phone quickly, and the phone immediately fell out of power.

Behind him, Song Chuyi picked up the mobile phone to mute, and kissed her ear and said, "It seems that you have not only provoked me to the peach blossom of Fu Yu, what's the matter with this left hand, eh?"

"I have nothing to do with him. He is my teacher." Chang Qing was tortured by him and turned mad. He turned around. Although there were acne-prone scenery on his face, those peach eyes were too charming. His abdomen had a fever in his lower abdomen, and could no longer bear to kiss her severely and sink with her.

In Yan's villa, Wen Tong hurried upstairs as soon as she entered. Her phone was almost smashed in the morning, and Chang Qing was better. So far she has not answered her phone.

"Chang Qing and Dr. Song are still sleeping," Aunt Zhang reminded.

Wen Tong thought of Dr. Song's frosty face a little scared, but thinking of Director Feng's fierce face, Wen Tong still beat the door hard.

She knocked for two or three minutes before the door was pulled open by a force inside.

Song Chuyi stood at the door, wearing only a pair of home pants. His shirtless upper body had several scratches and imprints. His face was gloomy as before the storm.

Wentong was stupid and knew what good things he had interrupted.

"I have something very important to find Changqing." At this moment, she can only say stubbornly, "It's really important, one hundred thousand eager."

"I know," Song Chuyi said coldly, "you wait for me downstairs, I will come forward to solve this matter."

He closed the door after saying "snap".

Returning to the dressing room, Chang Qing still looked for the pajamas with the moist red face.

Song Chuyi went directly to pick her up from the chair, and Chang Qing was terribly shy, "You put me down, isn't Wen Tong here? I blame you if I go out to see her like this."

"I'll hug you for a bath first," Song Chuyi held her and walked into the bathroom.

Along the way, Chang Qing tweaked him not to wash with him.

But Song Chuyi didn't listen and hugged her directly.

Chang Qing's skin was puffed all over him, and shyly shrank into the corner.

Wen Tong anxiously drank two glasses of water downstairs and an apple before hearing the movement of the door opening from the floor. Song Chuyi was dressed in a small white open-necked t-shirt. Wearing masks and sunglasses, the end of the hair was still slightly wet.

Wen Tong also observed Song Chuyi's hair, which was also half-dried. She remembered that this was not the case when she went to knock on the door just now.

She had an urge to think of beef cattle, and when she was so anxious that the two of them had a leisurely time to take a bath upstairs.

"Chang Qing, someone who just called a shopkeeper in the circle just posted another video", Wen Tong watched Song Chuyi's face, and passed the phone with excitement. "After a long time, your face was hurt by Zhao Yan, I At first I thought it was Chi Yi Ning. "

Chang Qing took a look. Although the video was blurry, she could still see Zhao Yan's assistant Wang Lanxin secretly took out Asa's makeup box while the makeup artist was not there, and then added some things to it.

Her uncle's heart was trembling and unbelievable, "When did I offend Zhao Ye, she will hurt me like this".

"Yeah," Wen Tong looked at her. "Is she jealous that you look too beautiful?"

"You treat me stupid."

Song Chuyi watched the two of them left and right, and took a cooked egg from the dining table and peeled it slowly, "Let's go with you to the TV station."

Wen Tong suddenly stood up with excitement, "Dr. Song, are you going to show up in person?"

Chang Qing stared at him nervously, never thinking that a man can be so handsome with an egg.

"Yeah," Song Chuyi laid eggs and took another one for Changqing.

Chang Qing took it honestly and followed him in a small broken step.

auzw.com Wen Tong walked behind with her, pushed her, and whispered, "Why are you so disappointed, look at you and wince, you feel like Song Chuyi's maid" .

"You roll, what do you know?" Chang Qing was underestimated, and quickly stepped forward to hold Song Chuyi's arm.

He glanced down at her, and Chang Qing grinned at him.

"Don't look at me, there are so many acne on my face," Song Chuyi said, furious.

Chang Qing pinched his arm.

She hated her, she hated her, then who was she like a wolf when she was asked in the locker room just now?

On the way to the TV station, Wen Tong was the driver. She squinted at the two behind her and said, "Chang Qing, who on earth is the treasurer in the circle? How did he know about this and know more than us? What it looks like. "

"Yeah," Chang Qing was skeptical for a while, looking at the man around him, hesitantly asked, "Will it not be you?"

"Do you think there will be so many kind people to help you for no reason"? Song Chuyi asked back.

Chang Qing stayed, covering his mouth, "really you?"

Wen Tong admired and almost knelt, "Dr. Song, you are too good. Even the film crew of the crew can get it. I have been checking these days, but I haven't found anything, how did you do it?"

Chang Qingshui's big eyes were also full of Greek wings and worshiping him.

Song Chuchu is so handsome, why is he so handsome?

Song Chuyi cleared her throat and found for the first time that a woman was staring at herself with such admiring eyes. The man's vanity and self-esteem were still greatly satisfied, "I naturally have my way."

Chang Qing's little heart jumped up and down.

The car was pressed for a while, and she jumped up to his ear and whispered, "Song Chuchu, you are so handsome".

A soft voice blew on her ears, and Song Chuyi's abdomen tightened.

She turned her head and stared at her exposed peach eyes.

Chang Qing moisturized her lips and wondered if it was her illusion. She always felt that Song Chuchu wanted to kiss it.

When the car drove past the TV station door, the outside was crowded with reporters.

Wen Tong avoided the reporter and drove the car all the way to the parking lot.

Chang Qing just got out of the car and received a phone call from Feng Feng. This call was even fiercer than that in the morning. "Yan Changqing, you'd better give me the TV right away, right away."

"I've arrived at the parking lot." About Song Chuyi was around, Chang Qing didn't even feel afraid of Director Feng.

The three took the elevator all the way up. When they arrived at the director's floor, Chang Qing followed nervously with Song Chuyi.

When he arrived at the director's office, the inside door suddenly opened and Zuo Xun came out of it.

He saw Chang Qing as a joy first, and then saw Song Chuyi Shi for two seconds. When his eyes fell on Chang Qing pulling Song Chuyi's wrist, Swen Junmei's face froze, "Changqing, is this?"

When Chang Qing was scratching his hair in annoyance, when he didn't know how to introduce it, there was a sudden angry voice from Feng Taichang, "Is Yan Changqing here, please roll in for me."

Chang Qing's bluffed body shivered, Zuo Xuan said softly, "Director Feng is now angry, and I will go with you."

"No need," Song Chuyi stepped in indifferently.

Chang Qing took his hand and was brought in by him.

Zuo Yan took a deep breath and was about to turn around and walk inside. Wen Tong quickly stopped him and whispered, "Mr. Zuo, please go back to the office first, Mr. Song will fix it."

"Wen Tong, who is he?" Zuo Zheng didn't feel like pulling Wen Tong to the side. He knew that Chang Qing could easily make men like it, and he always thought that Chang Qing and Fu Yu had an ambiguous relationship, but after all, it wasn't determined yet, and suddenly he came up with a The man he met, he really couldn't accept it. "What's his relationship with Changqing"?

"You should see it," Wen Tong didn't conceal.

"You say they are dating"? Zuo Zhe is clearly unwilling to accept this fact.

Wen Tong couldn't bear to tell him the fact that Chang Qing was married, but could only be silent.

Zuo Xun looked at her for a while, then turned and left without a word.

In the morning, when he saw the news, he rushed over in a hurry, also afraid that she might be in trouble, but now he found that the bunny he had always wanted to protect had ran out to be protected by others, and she no longer needed him.

In the office.

Director Feng was trying to get angry at the table, but he froze when he saw Song Chuyi. Although he was not sure of his identity, he had participated in the party with the exhibition director, and he would not dare to offend. His face only improved under pressure, but he didn't get better. "Mr. Song, you are this".

He really didn't figure out how Song Chuyi could come in from the door of the TV station where security measures were impervious.

His doubtful gaze fell on Chang Qing.

Did she provoke Fu Yucai enough, and Zuo Huan was not enough, and now she provokes a Mr. Song who doesn't know where to start.