This Damned Sweetness

Wenxiang Nephrite entered his arms, Cheng Lang's breath tightened, and the tachycardia and hypoxia sensation suddenly surged.

Gao Rui's face changed drastically, and he ran hurriedly, ignoring Xu Qiao, watching Cheng Lang anxiously cried out: "Mr. Cheng..."

"Sent to the hospital." Cheng Lang's breath sounded a little unstable, his back bowed, and he seemed to want to lift him up, but his hands stopped moving an inch from Xu Qiao's legs.

Gao Rui glanced at Cheng Lang's strange face and gradually wet temples, leaned to block Wen Yue's sight, and stretched out his hand: "I'll do it, Mr. Cheng."

Cheng Lang was silent, released his stiff hand, waited for Gao Ruili to pick up the person, unbuttoned the suit on Xu Qiao's back, and walked towards the elevator.

"Cheng..." Wen Yue smiled dumbfounded as she watched the man leave her as if nothing was left.

——

Xu Qiao had a very distant dream in her lethargy.

In her dream, she was dark and thin, and moved with her father from the southern fishing village to the prosperous North City.

On the first day of the transfer, the teacher asked her on the podium whether she was unaccustomed to the change of living environment?

She blurted out and said yes, the school here doesn't wear slippers and can't run around like before, but it's too uncomfortable.

The result caused the whole class to burst into laughter.

During the break, she heard a group of girls in the corridor talking: "Can you stand her talking? That accent is too strange, like from the country."

"What is like, is it good or not? It is also very vulgar, the old hat that you don't know how to spend."

"Then let her dad buy a school that can run with her feet!"

In her dream, she did not hide in the stairwell and cried secretly, and then when her father asked her if she was being bullied, he said that she was just homesick, but like her today, she walked up to those people and treated them. Raised his hand.

At this moment, the dream became strange.

It seemed that a hole was broken in the set set up, the dazzling lights suddenly broke in, the smell of disinfectant spread all over, and countless kinds of messy sounds went up and down into the eardrums—the whistle of the ambulance, the cry of the child, The sound of the treatment car colliding with the bed rail was caused by two male voices.

"Mr. Cheng, there is me here, please go back to the China National Exhibition Center first."

"Ok."

In the next moment, Xu Qiao's raised hand fell to the real place with a "pop".

Cheng Lang, who had just turned around, was stunned by this unexpected palm, and then looked back at the culprit on the hospital bed.

Xu Qiao woke herself up alive, thinking about how Zhao Baoxing’s face feels so good, she even brought a trace of Q bullets in her compactness, she opened her eyes and saw her hand in mid-air with her teeth and claws, a short distance away, Cheng Cheng Wave's buttocks.

Cheng Lang looked down at her, and a faint crack appeared in his accustomed face.

Xu Qiao looked back at him ignorantly, and blinked twice in a daze.

Gao Rui was so frightened that he hiccuped, took a second to sort out the cause and effect, and hurriedly concluded: "Miss Xu is awake? You just fainted suddenly, and you are receiving an emergency infusion right now..." He pretended to be innocent and wanted to help the two of them. The stalemate was revealed, and when she looked at the back of Xu Qiao's needle, she found that it was impossible to reveal, "Ah, wait, did you beat Mr. Cheng with this hand just now?"

Xu Qiao carefully retracted his right hand inch by inch, "Is that...? I don't know..."

When Gao Rui reminded him, Cheng Lang came back to his senses, closed his eyes and pressed down the complex emotions and discomfort: "Call someone to see if the needle is slippery."

The nurse hurried over to check, and while saying "Why so careless", he drew the needle neatly.

The pain at this moment made Xu Qiao completely awake. Seeing that the nurse was about to get the needle again, she pulled her hand back and sat up from the bed: "Wait a minute...What kind of needle is this, do you have to get it?"

"Glucose," the nurse in the emergency department was so busy, naturally not very polite, "Miss, cooperate, don't delay my work."

"You can take care of the other patients, can't I stop the fight?" Xu Qiao pressed the back of her hand firmly, and talked with her mouth flat.

The nurse glanced at the blood glucose monitor and said to Cheng Lang, "It's basically stable. It's okay if you don't fight, if your family has no objection."

"hit."

"He is not my family member!" Xu Qiao turned her head and stared at Cheng Lang. "The nurses said that you can stop fighting, what are you doing?"

"Sorry, Miss Nurse," Cheng Lang didn't answer her, but only said to the nurse, "Excuse me, please continue to give her the infusion."

Xu Qiao still wanted to struggle. He heard the nurse calling the nurse beside a curtain. She gritted her teeth and stretched out her right hand, and turned her head as if death: "Then, give me a lighter..."

Cheng Lang picked up the suit on her arms and put it on her head.

"..." It's not like covering the eyes of the heroine in the TV series. What's the matter, do you feel that you don't need to pity her when you find that she has excellent combat power?

Xu Qiao was blinded by the heavy suit and couldn't see anything. She felt that the nurse was tying her a cuff, and her other hand frantically fumbled around her.

Cheng Lang lowered his eyes and evaded backward.

The nurse was standing by Xu Qiao's side at this time: "Hey, why is this boyfriend? What is she hiding? I held her with my hand."

Xu Qiao: "?!" Although he is not a boyfriend, what is going on with this man?

Cheng Lang: "..." Is there anything like this?

Taking advantage of Xu Qiao's sight, Gao Rui immediately handed her arm to her.

After touching, Xu Qiao pushed away "Cheng Lang" disgustingly: "No more!"

Cheng Lang imaginarily pointed at Gao Rui. He hadn't expressed dissatisfaction with his troubles. Suddenly, he heard a burst of thoughts spread through the suit fabric: "The teacher asked Xiao Ming to make a sentence with'Yes, Yes, and', Xiao Ming replied ——I went to my grandma’s house yesterday. Grandma gave me a chicken drumstick. After I finished eating, I asked if there were any more. Grandma said, yes, yes, and more!"

Cheng Lang, Gao Rui, nurse: "?"

Xu Qiao gripped the bed sheet tightly with her fingers, and she said louder and louder with a gesture of covering her ears and ringing bells. She meant "As long as I tell the joke fast enough, the needle won't hurt me": "The nurse in the room sees the patient. Drinking, remind him-be careful! The patient smiled back-little baby!" She said here, listening to the nurse and Gao Rui rustling laughing non-stop, unsatisfiedly opening the suit, "Why don't you tie it? I don’t pay attention and hurry down!"

The nurse pushed a needle quickly and loosened the cuff: "Sorry, this joke is too funny."

Xu Qiao blinked his eyes red because of pain or grievance: "I told myself this..."

The nurse looked at Cheng Lang with an admiration of "I have never seen such a self-reliant self-reliance in my career for many years to coax myself to get an injection. Your girlfriend is really a talent." , She doesn’t have to get the needle."

Cheng Lang didn't intend to spend more time explaining his relationship with Xu Qiao to unrelated people, and smiled and nodded to thank the nurse.

Xu Qiao was so stunned that she forgot to explain, staring at her "boyfriend" and sniffing: "Ah? Am I not smiling?"

"It's just starving."

"..." What is the art of speaking? In just five words, there is no gorgeous rhetoric, but it makes people feel the feeling of "I thought you had a terminal illness and sent you to the hospital in a hurry, but you were **** hungry."

"What do you want to eat? Let Gao Te help buy it."

Xu Qiao rarely feels hungry recently. Even at the point of low blood sugar, she doesn't feel much appetite. After searching for a long time, she only feels a little interested: "Well...Crab yellow soup, shrimp rice rolls, plum cakes , Let's have another American style.

"It's too greasy," Cheng Lang turned to tell Gao Rui, "Give her a bowl of porridge."

Xu Qiao laughed angrily: "Then you ask me what I am doing?"

"If you don't ask, can you feel hungry?"

Xu Qiao hadn't distinguished whether he was really so diligent, or was waiting for an opportunity to avenge his buttocks, and heard his next question: "Do you need to change the single ward?"

She shook her head. Moving around, the needle may slip again.

"Okay," Cheng Lang glanced at his watch, "Then I will return to the China International Exhibition Center first, you are alone..."

"No!" Xu Qiao interrupted him anxiously, "I have never been alone in the hospital for IV drips!"

"Gao Special Assistant will be back soon."

"He's not counted..." It's too much to say that he's not a "person", Xu Qiao pouted, "Not counted as my acquaintance."

Cheng Lang wanted to ask, "Should I count it?" He was silent, and went down in a heavy breath: "Then help you contact your family."

"When they get to the hospital, I have finished the infusion..."

Cheng Lang raised his eyebrows, meaning he had to spend it here today?

Seeing him reluctantly, Xu Qiao sighed, lay down and turned her back and muttered: "Well, Xiaocheng's general business is busy. There is really no need to delay an afternoon for a poor weak woman like me. I am a big living person. How can it be compared to those immobile antiques in the National Exhibition Center?"

Cheng Lang's eyes narrowed a little, his face was a little bit more bizarre that he had never seen such a little girl.

"It's okay. I can endure the torture of the illness alone. Even if people come and go in the emergency room, they may bump into me at any time. I am not afraid. Even if I close my eyes, it is a nightmare. To Yunkaiyueming, you go..."

Xu Qiao turned his head around and froze at the empty bedside.

After digesting for about three full minutes, she eased her energies and accepted the reality that Cheng Lang had indeed and truly left.

She huddled in the bed and calmed down for a while, and found that she couldn't calm down, and finally dialed Zhu Li's phone, vomiting black mud weepingly.

"Guardian, this man is a bad-hearted man! Look, when you like you, pick you up from get off work, praise you for being cute, try your best to tease you, when you don't like you, you get an injection, he avoids you like the plague, you lie dying On the hospital bed, he didn't leave a word and left you behind... Whatever polite, what gentle and considerate, they are all just for picking up girls! If you find the wrong person, you will immediately restore your nature!"

Zhu Li was busy on social at the exhibition, and walked to a quiet corner to respond to her: "Don't be too frustrated. This biennale is indeed full of elites, and there are many big men who usually don't show up easily. Cheng. Lang went abroad at the age of fourteen. It is inevitable that his domestic foundation is not deep enough. These opportunities are needed. If you come and deal with each other, you may be able to increase the position of Lan Chen's heir. Losing to this, you are not ashamed!"

"Oh... so serious? Okay." Xu Qiao felt better, and turned into a small complaint, "but can he just say hello to me and leave?"

"Didn't you say that you just slapped someone in the butt? People are mad in their hearts."

"Then I am also very innocent. I dreamed of something when I was in elementary school. I slapped Zhao Baoxing's group of people in my dream. I didn't know it would be like this. Alas, why are you so stingy," Xu Qiao snorted softly, "It's a big deal. He pays it back!"

She had just finished "Well" when she suddenly heard a "swish"-the curtain was pulled open behind her.

Turning his head, I saw Cheng Lang standing there with a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose, in the corner of the wall that I don't know how long he has been listening to.

He looked down at her, and squeezed the tablet in his hand: "You want me to pay it back?"

The author has something to say: · Sister Qiao: Are you serious about this smashing brick? How big is the small action damage!

·A mature boss will never miss your every wonderful bloom.