Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

Speaking out, let alone Mu Yanzhu, Jiang Qingchi was stunned.

He was used to coughing to cover up his embarrassment. Turning his face away, he looked up again, and Mu Yanzhu had already ran forward.

1, 2, 3...

She surpassed three people at once.

It is now on par with third place.

The third place is not easy to provoke, and it is more vigorous with Mu Yanzhu, no one wants to be fourth.

Only one Mu Yanzhu could be seen in Jiang Qingchi's eyes.

When did this silly girl enter her world, and then she had inextricably linked with his life.

It seemed that the scene of the first meeting was still in front of us. At that time, they were strange and alienated. She was embarrassed and restrained, and he was cold and impatient.

Gradually they got acquainted with each other, and felt that she was a good person, with a good character, independent and independent, much better than the rich ladies he knew.

Yes, he was very diligent when he was a child, and all the people he liked were pretty girls, but there was nothing good except being beautiful.

Over time, I felt that those eldest ladies were boring and similar. Every day they talked about cosmetics, brand-name bags and clothes, said that they had bought a sports car at home, and that their parents had negotiated a large list of 100 million yuan.

But Mu Yanzhu would talk to him about dreams and plans for the future. She said that after graduation, she would definitely enter a magazine or editorial office. She would have to deal with writing throughout her life. When she talked about her dreams, her eyes were very bright. , Full of glory.

Jiang Qingchi put a hand in his pocket, but he touched a small mangosteen.

I took it out and saw that the mangosteen was painted with a silly smiling face with a black paintbrush.

Suddenly, I remembered that every time Mu Yanzhu stuffed him with a mangosteen, he always had a smiling face on it, silly.

"I, I must make a lot of money so that I can eat mangosteen every day in the future. I want to rely on my own strength to be among the upper reaches of the life circle. I know this is difficult, but I will definitely work hard."

"Jiang Qingchi, I am raising you. I am okay. I have money. I earn enough money for the two of us."

Ok.

He has forgotten to ask the family for living expenses.

Because all his food, drink and clothes these days have been spent on money.

"Go and ask, which girl is willing to take care of you unconditionally, for you to eat, wear and drink, ask who it is, and if so, I unconditionally agree to her being our daughter-in-law!"

Yannian's words echoed in his ears. Jiang Qingchi looked at Mu Yanzhu again and found that she had already reached the end.

Not third, but fourth.

The physical education teacher is swearing, "You two are 4 points 30, and the other is 4 points 31. You both passed the test. What are you going to grab?"

Jiang Qingchi put the mangosteen in his pocket, then ran over with a smile.

He smiled brilliantly, with big white teeth, just like a child who had not grown up.

Mu Yanzhu was exhausted and sat on the ground.

Jiang Qingchi pulled her up, took off her coat, and wrapped it around her.

He lowered his eyebrows to look at her, and when she ran, her cheeks were flushed, and the corners of her mouth were hooked and laughed, "The fourth child."

Mu Yanzhu's throat and eyes hurt terribly, and he covered his mouth and coughed. This is a sequelae of running, "I tried my best..."

In fact, at the last second, she suddenly didn't want to run third.

"Well, it's okay, I still count what I said."

"You, what did you say?"

Mu Yanzhu was completely stunned, Jiang Qingchi stretched out his index finger and poked Xiao Liwu on her left cheek.

"I just remembered, I seem to owe you a lot of money. You bought me the shirt in me."

"No, it doesn't matter... I, I, I volunteered."

She stammered when she spoke, and the pear vortex that he had poked, seemed to be filled with magma, burned frantically, burning her face.

Jiang Qingchi bent down and stared at her. His expression was serious and his expression was sincere, "Miss Sister."

"..."

"I may not be as financially independent as you now, but now you support me, and I will support you in the future, I promise that I won't let your investment money go in vain."

"Dame, classmate, do you know what you are talking about?!"

"Also called classmate?"

Jiang Qingchi snorted.

"I'm not your boyfriend?"

Then Mu Yanzhu pushed him away and fled.

Crazy crazy...

She ran fourth, not the top three. Why did Jiang Qingchi still agree to be her boyfriend?

"Mu Yanzhu, what are you doing?"

The roommate Fang Yiyi pointed to the toothbrush in her hand just like watching the monster.

"You brush your teeth with shampoo?"

"Ahhhhhhhhh,"

She gargles crazy and smells of shampoo in her mouth. It took many times to spit out the water before she washed it off. Now she has no way to think, she has no power to move, and the calm thing takes wings and flies away. ,

Her brain, her heart, were completely replaced by a figure.

"Now you raise me, I will raise you in the future."

"Also called classmate? Am I not your boyfriend?"

Stop it!

She must be dreaming!

How could Jiang Qingchi say that to her.

He often scolded her for being an idiot, he also called her a cow, and mocked her for not being able to find a boyfriend.

So get some sleep.

After waking up, everything will be back to the original.

Force yourself to lie in bed, force yourself to shut down, force yourself to close your eyes, and throw away all distractions.

"Jiang Yan", "Jiang Yan" "Jiang Yan", Jiang Qingchi's very distinguishable voice echoed in her ears like Tang Seng's curse. This voice echoed for one night and it was not enough. The next day she went to class. The inside is still buzzing.

"Find a classmate to answer this question, just..."

On the stage, the teacher looked around and then picked up the roll.

"Mu Yanzhu."

"Jiang Yan, I am not your boyfriend? Come on, call your boyfriend."

The look of his face, his voice, everything about him revolved in his mind.

Mu Yanzhu "rubbed" and stood up, "Enough! Stop talking!"

The roar of laughter.

It was only then that I realized that I was named when I was in class.

"It's okay if you don't say it," the teacher said with a smile, "Student Mu Yanzhu, the sun is good today, let's go out and get some sun."

"..."

Mu Yanzhu took the textbook in his hand and walked out with his head down.

Embarrassing, she hasn't been so embarrassed in a long time.

After standing like this for half a class, the teacher called Mu Yanzhu over, reprimanded her, and then told her to go back to the classroom.

Mu Yanzhu hurried to the bathroom to wash her face. She was almost suffocated to death, and she was almost breathless.

The cold water washed the skin, it was very comfortable and clear. I wiped my face casually with my sleeve.

Such an informal appearance, if Jiang Qingchi sees her, I am afraid that she will make a joke about her lack of feminine appearance.

Whatever you think in your mind, you will see what you can see in the next second.

Jiang Qingchi.

He leaned against the wall in the corridor of the men's bathroom, facing her sideways, and in front of him was a girl who was holding a stack of books in her hands. She didn't know what to say to him.

The girl is very beautiful, with a ball head, white skin, two small hands dancing at him, grinning from time to time.

Although Jiang Qingchi didn't speak, he nodded from time to time. He lowered his long eyebrows. From Mu Yanzhu's angle, he could see his delicate eyebrows, as if they had a tacit arc with the other party.

Mu Yanzhu stared at these two men for a long time.

After a long time, she began to trance.

It seems... he is suitable for such a girl.

Xiaojiabiyu's, petite and lovely, especially small, aroused men's desire for protection.

Mu Yanzhu went back to the classroom.

Sitting back, there is no feeling of blushing and ears, and no ears buzzing.

She calmly thought about what Jiang Qingchi said yesterday and the gap between herself and him.

The more you like it, the more inferior it is.

The more you feel inferior, the more you feel, it is better not to have it.

Because as long as there is no beginning, in his eyes, you are the original.

You keep each other's best appearance, which is more happier than having.

Although she had thought countless times that this boy should be her boyfriend, but the reality is really together, they are two different things.

Just like a star chaser, you stare at him from a distance, you can scream at him, commit nympho, lick the screen, talk to him, cry to him, vent your emotions, and tell him that you want to be with him. together……

Then if he truly stands in front of you and tells you that he wants to be with you, will you really agree?

Wouldn't you choose to escape because of inferiority and feeling unworthy?

Mu Yanzhu figured it out and sent a WeChat message to Jiang Qingchi.

"Goodbye."

Three simple words, nothing else needed to be said. After sending them, she deleted Jiang Qingchi.

At that time, I couldn't tell what my mind was thinking, but my heart was very calm and stable.

I felt that it was time to wake up from an unreal dream.

There is a nice big green tree, why do you have to want to tie a piece with her, right?

Get on track.

After class, Mu Yanzhu went to the supermarket to buy mangosteen.

There are a lot of people in the supermarket, shoulder to shoulder. In front of Mu Yanzhu, there is a boy about her height.

From her perspective, you can see the back of the boy's head.

Different from the clean and refreshing back of Jiang Qingchi's head, this boy hadn't washed his hair for several days. Mu Yanzhu closed his mouth tightly, for fear that the other party's head full of dandruff would fly directly into her mouth.

Finally, he followed the large group to the fruit stall.

Mu Yanzhu casually took a mangosteen.

A slender hand picked up the same mangosteen as her.

"You want it." Mu Yanzhu retracted his hand and said to the person standing behind him.

The man said nothing.

She turned to look over, and met a familiar face.

The chiseled cheeks, handsome eyebrows, and sharp arcs are bold and unruly.

When did Jiang Qingchi come here? Where did you come from? When did you stand behind her?

Oh yes, just half an hour ago, she had already said goodbye to him, so there is no need to warm up now.

But Mu Yanzhu still persuaded, touching the tip of his nose, "Today's mangosteen is quite fresh..."

Jiang Qingchi ignored her and put more than 20 mangosteens into the bag.

He deliberately, deliberately before Huns pressed against her back, leaned very tightly, and took the mangosteen along her shoulder.

Mu Yanzhu's scalp was numb, and he turned to leave, and then his left wrist was pulled to the checkout area.

The boss said: "200!"

Mu Yanzhu was about to vomit blood, "Why did the price increase again?"

"Now that the price of pork has risen, what happened to the price increase of mangosteen? Look down on mangosteen?"

"..."

Mu Yanzhu remained silent. Forget it, she didn't buy it. Jiang Qingchi bought it himself.

Jiang Qingchi let go of Mu Yanzhu's arms, his arms were still squeaking, and he raised his eyebrows coolly, "I bought it, she will pay."

In the crowd, Mu Yanzhu resisted the urge to explode, "I have bought you mangosteen for no less than two thousand yuan..."

"I'm not going to eat it. Don't you want to buy it, your boyfriend has helped you choose it."

boyfriend?

He may not have seen the message she sent yet.

To avoid being too crowded, Mu Yanzhu hurriedly opened Alipay to pay, and then took the mangosteen in one hand and Jiang Qingchi's arm in the other and pulled him out.

When she reached a place where there was no one, she looked up at him, "Did you not see the news?"

"I saw it."

"Then which one are you doing now?"

"I should ask you this."

Mu Yanzhu lowered his eyebrows, "I've thought about it, let's... get together and relax."

Talking dogmatically handed over a bag of mangosteens, "Give you the last gift, goodbye."

Jiang Qingchi snorted and unceremoniously took out a mangosteen from the inside, broke the two petals, and ate the soft white flesh inside.

"Who told you that you can get together and get away?"

"This mangosteen hasn't been washed yet..."

"Mangosteen does not need to be washed."

Nonsence.

Jiang Qingchi whispered, "This is not the point. By the way, you are the one who teased me first. Once you have teased, you patted your **** and left. Oh, I'm just a temperament, I deserve to be played by you."

"I didn't play with you! You and that girl—"

"That's Senior Sister."

Jiang Qingchi interrupted her and rubbed his forehead.

This fool is too sensitive. Is it because of low self-esteem?

"She wanted me to join their club, but I didn't agree."

"So you saw me."

"You are there with a fool, I don't want to pay attention to it!"

Mu Yanzhu bit his lower lip when he heard the words.

"Even so, you are right, I patted my **** and wanted to leave..."

"Have you finished writing today's draft?"

He changed the subject quickly, and Mu Yanzhu nodded blankly, "After finishing writing, I will also write the deposit for tomorrow."

"Then go out to the movies, you pay."

Mu Yanzhu: "..."

I was confused and followed him to the movies.

I have to say that Jiang Qingchi is really poor. He didn’t have a penny in his pocket. He was blinded by that outfit. Mu Yanzhu bought movie tickets and bought popcorn and milk tea for the prince. Who knows that this person doesn’t want milk tea. Say afraid of fat.

Mu Yanzhu smiled, "Are you also afraid of getting fat?"

"..."

Jiang Qingchi was silent.

He didn't tell Mu Yanzhu that he was a fat man when he was a child!

Oh no, she met him when she was a child, and she should know what he looked like when she was a child.

Looking at the teasing and narrowing in her eyes, Jiang Qingchi squeezed her face vigorously, "Retract the two corners of your mouth for me!"

Then he went in with popcorn.

The movie is a **** romance, the male protagonist is a roaring emperor, holding the heroine's shoulder, his eyes are scarlet and roaring:

"Don't leave me! Want to break up with me unless I die!"

Many audience members were crying.

Mu Yanzhu was indifferent.

Jiang Qingchi was even more calm. He stared at the movie screen with his dark eyes, looking blankly at the rainy night. The actor stood at the door of the heroine's house like a fool, begging the heroine not to leave.

After watching the movie, walking towards the dormitory, Jiang Qingchi still walked in front, and Mu Yanzhu left behind.

She was separated from him by one person, separated by a ditch that couldn't be crossed.

Mu Yanzhu sighed in his heart, thinking, or tell him.

Just say, no matter how much you think about it, you really like me before you want to associate with me, or feel that I am willing to spend money on you, you are very moved, because you want to be with me because you are moved.

If it's the latter, then forget it, this is an unequal relationship.

"Jiang He, I..."

"shut up."

Jiang Qingchi suddenly turned around, pulled Mu Yanzhu's arm, and drew her forward, then he wrapped one hand on the top of Mu Yanzhu's head, slowly touched the back of her head, and rubbed it twice.

"It looks like I scared you yesterday."

The lights were dim and the stars were dim. Just as Mu Yanzhu wanted to look at him, his lips were hot.

"Is this more scary?"

Mu Yanzhu: "..."

Jiang Qingchi pecked her twice, "Did I tell you before that my wife will be the happiest person in the world?"

Mu Yanzhu blinked his eyes stiffly.

Jiang Qingchi: "In the future, you will be the happiest wife of Jiang Qingchi in the world. Now, you are the happiest girlfriend of Jiang Qingchi in the world. Don't think about anything else, you know?"

Apart from nodding, Mu Yanzhu couldn't find any other action hubs.

I don't know how I got back to the dormitory. When I climbed the stairs, both legs were soft, and the earthworm was not as soft as her.

The warm touch remaining at the corner of his mouth, matched with his vowed expression when he was speaking, seemed to say when he sent her downstairs in the dormitory:

"I'm younger than you, but I'm not that unreliable. Just take a good look at it next."

OMG!

Mu Yanzhu knew that tonight was another sleepless night.

Just thinking about it, the phone vibrated twice.

Verification message from WeChat:

"Do? Deleted me, as well as the previous chat records are gone, don't add it soon!"

Before Mu Yanzhu could reply, the phone vibrated quickly again.

"Not yet added?"

"Jiang Yan, you want me to grab your shoulder and growl like the idiot in the movie, just say it."

"Jiang Yan, I will give you three seconds. 3, 2—"

Mu Yanzhu quickly added.

Before the sentence "I'm sorry, I was wrong" was sent out, Jiang Qingchi spoke first:

"Let's meet again."

His tone is as arrogant as his head.

"Name, Jiang Qingchi."

"Hobby, Jiang Yan."

"Daughter-in-law, give me more advice in the future."

Mu Yanzhu almost fainted!

This person has never seen him so good at teasing before!

...

Jiang Qingchi was lying on the bed in the dormitory, with his hands folded on the back of his head and staring at the ceiling, with Erlang's legs tilted, and a mobile phone beside him.

He has been in this position for half an hour, and the phone is as silent as dead.

Mu Yanzhu never responded to him.

It shouldn't.

As a former girlfriend, who is not saying "OK, make friends" and then screaming at him wildly.

This stupid girl has never seen the world, she may be too excited, so stupid, I don't know how to reply to him.

Thinking about this, Jiang Qingchi felt better, and instead of waiting for Mu Yanzhu, he contacted Jiang Jingming instead.

"San'er, come here with 100,000 yuan as a meeting gift for your sister-in-law."

Jiang San'er: "?"

Jiang Qingchi: "Can you die with two more words?"

Jiang San'er: "Sister-in-law?"

Jiang Qingchi: "Well, my wife."

Then Jiang San'er obediently transferred one hundred thousand yuan.

Asked again: "Are there any photos? I want to see them."

"Come and see in person. My wife is very beautiful, there are two little pears."

"Oh, is it better-looking than mom's rival daughter?"

Xu Anqing's daughter, Cheng Huan, had previously dated Jiang Qingchi, so she occasionally came to play at home at that time.

But Jiang San'er was not called his elder sister, nor was he called his name. Every time Cheng Huan came, Jiang San'er said, "Brother, mother's rival's daughter is here again."

But Jiang Qingchi broke up with Cheng Huan for less than three days.

At first he thought Cheng Huan was pretty, but when he caught it, he felt that way too, boring, and then he divided.

Jiang Qingchi: "Can Cheng Huan compare with my wife?"

Jiang San'er was silent for a few seconds.

Since childhood, my elder brother has had five or six girlfriends, but Jiang Qingchi has always called his big name directly, and it is the first one to call his wife like this.

"You seem to really like her." Jiang San'er came to a conclusion.

Mu Yanzhu's white round face appeared in Jiang Qingchi's mind, and he hooked his mouth.

"Can I not like my daughter-in-law? Talk nonsense."

"How long can you like this?"

"As long as Dad likes mom, I like her for as long!"

real or fake?

Jiang San'er didn't believe it.

After all, Dad's realm is unsurpassed.

"Then go on."

"You don't understand, the previous ones were all raised by surprise. Only when I was in love with her for a long time, this kind of relationship can last."

"Oh."

Jiang San'er didn't say more.

Jiang Qingchi didn't say any more, reading Mu Yanzhu's WeChat again, but he still didn't reply.

Huh, he is so mad, I will clean her up tomorrow in class.

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