Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

If you analyze it carefully, they are all good dishes for women, nourishing blood and nourishing them.

Ding Baoyi was gnawing on the bread sticks, staring at the tender and delicious slices of meat on the Yannian plate, his eyes were straight, he took his chopsticks to clamp it.

"Hey, don't move!"

Yannian looked like an old hen guarding a chick, eagerly protecting the lunch box in her arms.

"My husband made it for me, you can't eat a bite!"

"Bad girl, who **** boil herbs for you every day? Do you know how to be grateful?"

"Hmph, I'm not enough to give you one hundred thousand yuan. Five-star hotels are not as good as you."

"Don't let it down, my old lady will go out to eat steak!"

"Cut, eat Sister Ding!"

Yannian was joking with her, Ding Baoyi still has to rush to work, how can she go outside to eat other things when she has time.

"I can't eat so much anyway."

Ding Baoyi: "..."

Don't you dare to give it to her?

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After breakfast, the two sisters set off.

Ding Baoyi went to the company, and said that she was going to work in Ding Baoyi's cousin's flower shop.

Ding Baoyi doesn't go to send her words and read them specially during the day. She is also very tight. When there is time after get off work, she will take the long road to pick up the words and read them back.

So Yannian went to take the bus.

There are always many people on this bus at 7:30, including office workers, students, and some elderly people who can ride for free.

When Yannian got in the car, it was full and empty.

She found a place where she got off the back seat, leaning on the car handle, swiping the phone with her head down, her long eyelashes curled up, her eyebrows tactfully curled, and the curvature of her profile was beautiful.

Beside her, a little boy in a junior high school uniform stared at Yan Nian.

Finally at the next stop, the boy mustered the courage to poke her shoulder.

"Miss sister, can I ask you for a WeChat account?"

"Huh?" Yannian regained her consciousness and waved her hand, "Sorry, I don't have WeChat."

"what?"

Are there any people who don’t play WeChat these days?

"Is QQ OK? No other meaning, I just want to get to know you and make friends with you."

"Sorry, I'm old, so I don't play QQ anymore."

"Oh……"

When the little boy saw Yan Nian like this, he stopped asking more, but he was still looking at her, thinking she was very beautiful, with white skin, big eyes, and small hands. It made people want to hold her hand very much. Want to protect her.

"Miss Sister is very tired standing, or come and sit with me!"

The boys enthusiastically wanted to give up their seats.

But he Yannian repeatedly refused to say no, he didn't insist anymore.

There were a lot of people coming up at the next stop, squeezing up, the driver opened the back door, a bald greasy man got in the car and went straight behind Yan Nian, grabbing her handle.

Speechless, without a word, let go and grab the handlebar next to him.

Obviously there are so many handles in the car, and you have to grab her, because the man behind him has something wrong.

By the way, after the faulty man grabbed her handle, he rubbed her back from time to time.

Yannian has tried very hard to avoid it, but this man is like a dogskin plaster, he will stick it wherever she is. Although she is wearing a cotton coat and many clothes, such physical contact is still uncomfortable.

Repeatedly, Yannian was angry!

Turning around, I was about to get angry, only to hear a scream like a pig suddenly coming from behind!

The Gaojun man who wore the same cotton jacket with her, twisted the greasy uncle's arm with his slender joint, and threw it aside!