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Hearing Fang Chen's complaints, Fang Jiuran didn't know why he was stunned for a moment, then walked over, patted Fang Chen's back, and helped the man relax his tight muscles.

If it were to be normal, Fang Jiuran would definitely add one more sentence;

Come on, our young master Fang, let my sister squeeze your back...

But I don't know why, today Fang Jiuran just walked to Fang Chen's side in silence.

Seeing the woman's gentle and pleasant appearance, Fang Chen smirked, and took Xiao Qi's slender hand;

"Go, go shopping with my wife...".

When these words came out, Miss Kong stood up and said respectfully;

"Thank you for the lesson of the genius doctor Fang today. Kong Yuming has no way of repaying him. He can only use the acupuncture method taught by the genius doctor Fang to save more patients in the medical way."

Hearing this, Fang Chen waved his hand.

Worthy of being an educator, his words have more connotations than me.

Looking at your little girl's posture, do you think that you can do nothing if you set a goal to do a good job?

Fang Chen slandered in his heart and smacked his lips;

"Ahem!".

"Don't thank me, remember to go back to the Lin Group to buy drunk beauties! Ten thousand and twenty thousand look down, one hundred and two hundred thousand is not too much, one million two million then I don't mind!".

After finishing speaking, Fang Chen directly took Fang Jiuran to ride the afterglow of the setting sun and drifted away.

Immersed in Fang Chen's last words like a rogue ruffian.

After a long while.

Miss Kong slowly returned to her senses, staring at Fang Chen's back, chuckled, clenched her fists, and muttered to herself;

"Fang doctor, I am looking forward to your wonderful performance in the next medical consultation and exchange meeting."

...

Pulling Fang Jiuran out of the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine, the sun is about to completely set, and the roads are full of thick shadows formed by tree branches.

Fang Chen and Xiao Qi strolled in the shade of the trees.

"The winter in Changquan is really weird and weird! Sometimes it rains heavily, sometimes it snows, sometimes it's windy, sometimes it's warm and sunny."

Fang Chen dangling a cigarette, his face was filled with a generous smile.

Fang Jiuran said lightly, also expressing his sympathy with Fang Chen;

"Don't tell me, what you said really makes sense."

There was a trace of sorrow between her eyebrows, and Fang Chen had been busy for a day without noticing this little expression of the woman.

However, it may be because of Fang Chen's crow's mouth.

A hurricane blew in an instant on the sunny and cloudless sunny day just now, and the dark clouds completely blocked the afterglow of the setting sun.

Feeling that the line of sight in front of me is black.

Fang Chen's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief;

"Fucking! God, do you mess with my mentality?".

"Little Qi, have you taken the umbrella?"

Fang Jiuran was also taken aback, rolled his eyes angrily, and pinched Fang Chen's waist fiercely;

"I didn't take it! If I changed it to summer, I might still have a parasol in my bag, but it's winter now!"

"Who is all right to go out and take an umbrella!".

Upon hearing this, Fang Chen knew Liangliang, and the monkey ran forward two steps anxiously looking for the store.

Hum——

Fang Jiuran's phone vibrated suddenly.

The woman's heart trembled for no apparent reason.

Fang Chen hadn't realized that Fang Jiuran's mood instantly fell into a trough following the ringing of the phone.

Of course the call was from Fang Shiyun.

Fang Jiu Ranyu hung up quietly without leaving a trace.

Fang Shiyun was probably able to guess that Fang Jiuran was with Fang Chen.

After a while, another text message was edited and sent over.

Fang Jiuran pulled Fang Chen;

"I'll go to the toilet."

After that, he walked towards the public toilet on the side of the road.

Fang Chen rubbed the tip of his nose angrily; "There are so many women going out...".

Halfway through the conversation, a ray of thunder flashed across the sky.

Boom

Fang Chen hurriedly yelled at Fang Jiuran's back; "Little Qi, you speed up, I feel like it's going to rain."

"All right".

...

After getting into the toilet, Fang Jiuran's tears began to flow inexplicably, and he couldn't control it. The more the woman cried, the more sad she became.

It feels like Jiao Chu has lost his strength.

Slowly squatting on the ground and turning on the phone screen, she now has some text messages that she dare not face Fang Shiyun.

The remark is the fourth sister;

Xiao Qi, the people from Jiutianxunxian Pavilion came to the house again, and now their people have gone out looking for you, please pay attention, but don't let Fang Chen be discovered, you also know their overbearing.

Seeing these two lines of text messages, Fang Jiuran's slender eyelashes slowly drooped down.

I want to hide the despair of my eyes.

At this moment, a slender and tall figure walked to Fang Jiuran's side, and slowly handed over a piece of toilet paper;

"Because of feelings?".

Fang Jiuran was taken aback when he heard someone talking to him.

Turning his head to look, he saw a beautiful woman with purple hair standing beside him.

"Um".

The three thousand blue silks scattered randomly behind the beautiful woman with purple hair looked like ice silk, full of resilience, and the color didn't seem to be bleached and dyed, but more like a natural growth.

It looks a bit coquettish.

The eyes of the beautiful woman with purple hair have a deep touch. This is not what a beautiful woman of 30 years old should have. For a while, Fang Jiuran was stunned.

Fang Jiuran took the tissue handed by the other party and wiped his tears.

"thanks……".

The beautiful lady with purple hair didn't seem to have the intention to leave, instead she looked around Jiu Ran with interest.

Until Fang Chen's shout came from outside.

"Little Seven...".

Fang Jiuran hesitated and took out the powder puff to touch up...

The beautiful woman with purple hair patted Fang Jiuran on the shoulder;

"It seems that your boyfriend didn't mean to abandon you, why are you crying?".

She seems to be very interested in other people's affairs.

Fang Jiuran pursed his red lips dumbfoundedly; "Because of some things, we have to separate...".

The beautiful woman with purple hair curled her mouth;

"The temper of the kid outside is really a bit like when my husband was young."

Fang Chen’s yelling and yelling kept coming from outside. This guy was like a primitive man who had returned to the ancestors, yelling Xiaoqi.

The two women glanced at each other, and both laughed out loud.

"Silly girl, between lovers, there are some things that you have to face together. If you just conceal it, or face it alone, two people will always be hurt."

"Women, after all, can't be alone."

"No matter what happens, it should be based on communication."

The beautiful woman with purple hair smiled, and immediately took out a small light blue headband and gently rolled up Fang Jiuran's long hair that was about to rest on the ground.

Help her tie her hair.

"Your character is really like when I was young."

When you were young?

The beautiful woman with purple hair said this twice.

Fang Jiuran was stunned for a moment, and wanted to say something;

Sister, you look like you are less than 30 years old. If you are still young, the young one will almost become a fertilized egg.

I have to say that those who are near Zhu are red, and those who are near Mo are black.

Some of Fang Jiuran's catchphrases have been taken off by someone.

"You can't just sit back and wait for things to happen. If you don't go out again, your little boyfriend will probably have to flush into the women's toilet."

The beautiful woman with purple hair smiled.

Fang Jiuran only noticed that Fang Chen's yelling voice was getting closer and closer. It seemed that this little bastard really had the idea of ​​rushing into the women's bathroom without shame.

Fang Jiuran gave a wry smile;

"It is because of him that I think he is immature and dare not tell him some things."

The beautiful woman with purple hair shrugged her delicate nose;

"Boys always come to maturity later. If you have to think carefully about everything, can you still be called a man? Without that blood and impulse...".

Hearing this, Fang Jiuran was stunned.

"Fang Jiuran, if you don't come out anymore, I'll come in! Xiaoqi, Xiaoqi, did you fall out of the toilet?".

Hearing Fang Chen yelling over there, Fang Jiuran's face was full of black lines.

He made a goodbye gesture to the beautiful woman with purple hair, straightened her hair and went out.

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