First Love and Marriage: Bidong Double-Faced Male God

There was a gust of wind, and the sound of starting the engine roared all the way. In addition, Han Mushi was driving a luxury car, which attracted a lot of vehicles to follow along the way. For these, Han Mushi has long been familiar with it.

After arriving at Ou's house, after waiting for a while, the door of Ou's house opened.

Han Mushi looked at the slowly opening door, hooked the corner of his mouth, and said to Song Qianyan, "I won't go in with you."

Song Qianyan looked into Han Mushi's eyes and felt Han Mushi's friendliness. There was a rare sincerity in those eyes, which made Song Qianyan feel very close and warm.She couldn't help but said, "Thank you...this time...if it wasn't for you...I might..." Song Qianyan didn't dare to think about the next thing, but she was still curious, "The second young master..."

Han Mushi didn't answer Song Qianyan's words, but looked at Song Qianyan with a smile, and leaned over to her.

Song Qianyan was taken aback by this sudden move.

Han Mushi was very close to Song Qianyan, to the point where Song Qianyan could smell the pleasant fragrance of cologne on him...

"Your collar." Han Mushi's voice was deep and hoarse, and while speaking, he leaned over and almost hugged Song Qianyan's entire body.In fact, they didn't really hug each other, but from an outsider's point of view, they seemed to be hugging each other as parting.

Song Qianyan didn't dare to move, but felt Han Mushi's hand reach out to her neck, and gently straightened her collar.The delicate fingers seemed to have just brushed the back of her neck inadvertently.

Song Qianyan was stiff all over.

"Okay, let's go." Han Mushi stretched out his hand to tie Song Qianyan's sideburns behind his ears, and smiled very naturally.

Song Qianyan felt the aura of the words just now scratched her ears. Facing a man like Han Mushi, even her heartbeat would inevitably speed up.

Song Qianyan opened the car door and got out, then waved goodbye to Han Mushi.

Han Mushi still only smiled back at Song Qianyan.

Entering Ou's house in a hurry, Song Qianyan was thinking about how to explain to Ou Jinchuan. Now that she doesn't have any rehabilitation equipment on her body, it's fine, and she came so late...Ou Jinchuan will definitely be angry...Glanced at the phone again In time, I found that there were three missed calls... God...

Han Mushi parked the car, and strangely didn't drive away in a hurry, but also got out of the car.

Leaning against the side of the car, Han Mushi raised his head to look at the room on the second floor of the majestic building in front of him, and happened to meet a pair of angry narrow red phoenix eyes on the window sill of that room.

Han Mushi didn't seem to feel the slightest bit of pressure emanating from those eyes, he still smiled gracefully, and waved to the place where the owner of those eyes was, with an extremely friendly attitude.

"Boom!" A celadon vase was slammed to the ground, falling on the expensive floor, and shattered into hundreds of pieces!

"Master." Wen Yifan frowned slightly as he looked at the debris on the ground.

At this moment, there was a "dong dong" sound outside, and someone hurried upstairs.

Ou Jinchuan's eyes narrowed, his expression was stern, Song Qianyan just came over now...

She came over, but the scene just now was like a pair of hot pincers threatening Ou Jinchuan, making his heart restless.

"Tell her to tell her to go back, I don't want to see her." Ou Jinchuan's voice was deliberately lowered, his hands clenched into fists.

Wen Yifan still wanted to say something, but seeing Ou Jinchuan's current state, he couldn't say anything, so he could only turn around and go outside.

"Miss Song." Wen Yifan sighed, but he still had to say what he had to say, "Master, he doesn't want to see anyone right now." Because he was afraid of hurting her heart by bluntly saying that Ou Jinchuan didn't want to see Song Qianyan, Wen Yifan kindly sent the object away. Replaced with "Anyone".

Song Qianyan was stunned for a moment, Ou Jinchuan was really angry... What should I do...

"He needs my medical care. Even if I don't have any medical equipment with me, I can still give him a leg massage!" Song Qianyan really wanted to tell Wen Yifan that doing so would be of great benefit to Ou Jinchuan's health.Of course, what she wanted more was to meet Ou Jinchuan and confirm how angry he was now.

Wen Yifan hesitated for a moment, glanced behind him at the study where Ou Jinchuan was, and still just shook his head.

Song Qianyan suddenly passed Wen Yifan involuntarily, and when Wen Yifan realized it was too late, he could only chase after him and call Song Qianyan to stop.

"Brother Jin!" Song Qianyan rushed into Ou Jinchuan's study.

Ou Jinchuan was sitting on a chair at this moment, staring at Song Qianyan who suddenly barged in, "Who told you to come in!? Get out!" Ou Jinchuan's words alone had already shocked Song Qianyan to the spot.

Song Qianyan bit his lip, and his eyes turned red instantly. Ou Jinchuan also noticed it, and his heart became even more depressed, but the only thing he said was that one sentence, and he added more weight to his words when Song Qianyan had already started to wipe his tears, "One Doctor, you don't know how to do your duty, and you forget the time playing with men, and you have the nerve to keep saying that you want to help patients recover, it's ridiculous!" After saying this strong irony, Ou Jinchuan felt the pain in his heart. Most of the anger was gone, and the brows that were tightly frowned before gradually relaxed.

"I...I'm not..." Song Qianyan wanted to argue, but Ou Jinchuan obviously didn't give her a chance to explain, and asked Wen Yifan to take Song Qianyan out immediately.

Song Qianyan felt extremely wronged, and when he reached the living room downstairs, Wen Yifan sighed: "Miss Song, the young master is in a bad mood today, I'm very sorry to blame you." This is the only thing he can say for Ou Jinchuan.

Song Qianyan wiped her cheek with her hand, and after making sure that there were no more tears on it, she shook her head at Wen Yifan with an expression on the verge of tears, "I know."

Looking at Song Qianyan's back as he turned and left, Ou Jinchuan firmly grasped the hand on the window sill.Wen Yifan watched from behind Ou Jinchuan, and could only sigh.He really didn't understand why Ou Jinchuan wanted to torture each other like this even though he cared about Song Qianyan?

It was already past nine o'clock in the evening when I left the Oumen Gate. At this time, it was difficult to get a taxi around here.

Song Qianyan was in a dilemma, but saw a light, which could be clearly distinguished as a car headlight.

The light just hit Song Qianyan's face, causing her to squint and cover the strong light with her hands.

"Come up." Then came a familiar male voice, which made Song Qianyan stunned for a moment.

Han Mushi got out of the car, opened the door of the passenger seat for Song Qian, and said with a smile, "I'm afraid you won't be able to get a taxi when you go home, but I didn't expect you to come out so early."

Sitting in the car, Song Qianyan kept looking out the window, the hustle and bustle of the streets on both sides temporarily made her forget her sad mood.

"Have you ever been in port for supper?"

But after answering no, Song Qianyan was dragged to the port by Han Mushi. A building that looked like a deck on a ship stood along the coast. Many people were having meals and having interesting conversations in this open space.

Song Qianyan seldom spends night life. One is because when she is in the hospital, although she is sometimes on night shift, she can't go out. Patients may need them at any time.Later, after Song Qianyan became a family doctor for Ou Jinchuan, it was already late at night when Ou Jinchuan finished his rehabilitation. She was tired all day and just wanted to rest.

In Ou Jinxi's words, it's a pity that a lovely girl like Song Qianyan didn't come out at night to see this colorful world.Although she was fooled by Ou Jinxi only in the afternoon, Han Mushi gave Song Qianyan a very reliable feeling, which made her not feel afraid at all.

After the meal, Han Mushi proposed to go to the bar again, this time Song Qianyan still couldn't refuse.

In a bar named winner, girls in gorgeous dresses are swaying their bodies on the dance floor. The lights reflect everything that can be seen in an ambiguous way. The atmosphere of the whole bar is warm and sincere.

At the bar, Han Mushi suggested to Song Qianyan to dance with her.

"I, I don't know, I've never learned it!" Song Qianyan really doesn't know anything about art. If Kaanna came to such an occasion, she would definitely play it well.

Han Mushi said that he couldn't hear Song Qianyan's words on the grounds that the bar was too noisy, so he reluctantly dragged Song Qianyan up.

At the beginning, Song Qianyan was a little embarrassed, but later when she realized that everyone was just venting on herself and no one paid more attention to her, Song Qianyan finally let go of herself.

After leaving the bar, Song Qianyan also had a smile on his face. "Thank you, Twilight."

Han Mushi looked at Song Qianyan's cute expression, and scratched her nose, "Just as long as you're happy."

Song Qianyan was taken aback by Han Mushi's action, she felt that Han Mushi's attitude towards her was much closer than in the afternoon.And on the dance floor just now, Han Mushi seemed to want to approach her several times, but she avoided them all the time.

"It's getting late, I'll send you back now." Although Han Mushi still had something to say, he couldn't stay with Song Qianyan any longer. Based on his years of experience in dealing with girls, if they were allowed to stay outside late at night, it would be difficult. Let them be wary.

Watching Song Qianyan go to the gate of Song's house until he disappeared, Han Mushi took out his phone and chose a contact in the list.

The phone rang for a while, and Ou Jinchuan became more energetic, but when he saw the caller ID above, he snorted again.

At this moment, Ou Jinchuan was alone in the bedroom without anyone else.

Ou Jinchuan hesitated for a moment, threw down the mixed towel that had wiped his hair, and chose to answer.

"You misunderstood Song Qianyan." Han Mushi on the other end of the phone was sitting on a lounge chair in a park. Because it was night, the surroundings were very quiet, and only the chirping of some insects could be heard.

It's just that Han Mushi, who was on the phone with all his heart, didn't notice any strange movements in the surrounding bushes.