I really don't want to read

But when did Dr. Zhang dye his hair?

The burgundy color flows from light to deep from the root of the hair to the slightly curled tip of the hair. It was lightly brushed by a green jade hand on the shoulder, and the other hand untied the first and second hair under the collar of the coat. Two openings reveal the black silk blouse inside and the full curve on the chest.

"Mu Changqing?"

Lin Xiaoxian deliberately ignored the not-so-beautiful little resentful expression of the beautiful woman in front of him, and raised his right hand in surprise:

"Why are you wearing a white coat?"

"Lin Xiaoxian, this is the first sentence you say when you meet someone you miss so much after you committed suicide!"

"What is death..."

Lin Xiaoxian smiled wryly, since he went to No.[-] Middle School, he hadn't heard Mu Changqing's voice so clearly in his ears for a long time, and his heart felt soft and warm:

"Why are you standing? Sit down."

Mu Changqing wanted to sit, but don't sit next to this nephew who almost scared her to death, and who was so heartless when he first met.

She lifted a single chair and placed it at the end of the bed, smoothed the long white coat on the outside along the line of her upturned buttocks, and sat down duangly.

The hem of the gown was pushed away by her angrily raised Erlang legs, and slipped from both sides, revealing the gray small bag skirt with vertical stripes that was vaguely hidden inside, and the straight and shapely long legs under the skirt.

The semi-transparent black stockings evenly wrapped the tight skin. Even when the legs were crossed, the well-proportioned calf rested on the other leg without any loose feeling.

Lin Xiaoxian called her:

"Mu Changqing..."

Mu Changqing twisted the toe of the high-heeled shoe in a small circle in the air, facing the window, and only glanced at Lin Xiaoxian from the corner of his eye.

"Auntie..."

"Humph…"

With a muffled groan, Yu Guang disappeared.

Lin Xiaoxian suppressed a smile, and gently lowered his voice:

"Changqing?"

"what…"

She turned her head, Erlang's legs changed sides again, the stockings made a slight rustling sound, and the overlapping part of her legs looked more plump and smooth under the cover of the skirt:

"If you are still obsessed with the white coat, let me tell you, I secretly took it when I went to No. [-] Middle School to find a bad guy with no conscience. I wore it today to return it to the hospital by the way."

"Don't ask, don't ask, let's apologize first, Changqing, I'm sorry for making you worry."

"I don't want your apology..."

Lin Xiaoxian's apology must be given to her sisters and girlfriends. They have already said that they are worthless. My aunt should be different.

Then Lin Xiaoxian gave her something different:

"Come here first, sit so far away, I can't growl."

Only then did Mu Changqing get up and go over.

"Changqing, long time no see, let me think about you, okay?"

"Um…"

Only then did Mu Changqing nodded softly, moved closer, let his arms slip into the gown, wrapped around his soft waist, hugged him little by little after a long time, then raised his head, and kissed him little by little.

That's right...

Mu Changqing complained in his heart while responding to the familiar enthusiasm.

If he had said this gently and softly from the beginning, he would have become obedient already.

……

Different from the girl's freshness, Mu Changqing's lips and tongue are a little more ripe and intoxicating, with an extraordinarily seductive sweetness. At this time, it is not to release the suppressed lust, but the kisses that are not deep or shallow are exchanged for each other's thoughts and concerns.

Lin Xiaoxian's kissing skills don't seem to be any more sophisticated than before, and they still have a familiar and comfortable taste. Mu Changqing praised him with satisfaction:

"To be honest..."

"Why are you being honest?"

"I didn't mess around with other women."

"Uh... Xiaoyan and the others are not considered women?"

"But kissing a little girl, you can't do anything well in the first place. You have maintained your standard, which means that at least you haven't been entangled with that Xia..."

Mu Changqing still knew this, but what she didn't know was that at this very moment, the co-pilot of a champagne-colored Bentley Mulsanne leading to the hospital, that "named Xia" just sneezed.

"You don't have a cold, do you?"

Someone asked, but the voice did not come from the blond woman with a ponytail on the driver's seat, but from Xia Luoqiu's back seat, her voice was flat, but she couldn't hide her worry.

411 Xia Xinyao

"I didn't have a cold, I just had an itchy nose..."

Xia Luoqiu rubbed her nose, then looked at the driver's seat hesitantly:

"Monica, do you really not need to look at the navigation? But I feel like we are taking a detour..."

"She's not taking a detour."

The voice from the backseat sounded again:

"The company has a new brand that has opened an offline store. I want to pass by now to see if it's busy. If it's not busy, I'll send you there first, and then Monica will go to the store with me to do something. baby."

There was a reason for the incident, so Xia Luoqiu could only wait patiently, without saying a word, he looked at the scene of the car going backwards outside the window, and scratched the seat belt restlessly with his fingers. After scraping for a long time, the people in the back seat couldn't bear to listen:

"Mengmeng, you..."

"Mom! How many times have I told you that I'm already a sophomore and still call me by my nickname every day..."

Xia Luoqiu, who was dazed in a daze, immediately became annoyed, and then glanced at the driver's seat beside him cautiously, thoughtfully.

"Don't think about it. I always called you that when you were not around. Monica already knew it."

"Oh, then you are really a real mother..."

The person in the back seat sighed:

"Since you still know that it's your real mother, it's time to open up to your real mother and talk more about your little boyfriend..."

"It's a student! A student! It's... not a little boyfriend..."

"Then why are you blushing?"

"!"

Xia Luoqiu cupped her hot face and turned her head in shock and anger:

"Xia Xinyao! You even installed a monitor in the car!"

"Xia Luoqiu! Why are you talking to mom!"

The voice from the back seat was even more menacing. In comparison, Xia Luoqiu's "rebuke" seemed like a spoiled child.

"..."

"..."

Xia Luoqiu turned her head back sullenly, and after a while, the person in the back seat spoke again, with a hint of guilt:

"What a bastard girl... You should look up and look up."

Xia Luoqiu didn't raise his head, but lowered his head slightly, only raised his eyes, and looked up like rolling his eyes. What caught his eyes was a bright rearview mirror and the face of a woman in the mirror.

Just because of resting his chin in one hand, only half of the face below the eyes is visible in the rearview mirror. The bridge of the straight nose is neither high nor low. The smooth lips are painted with Estee Lauder #333 maple leaf lipstick, and the velvet is dumb The light texture does not lose its brilliance, but it is not too dazzling.

What's worth noting is that the woman's chin curve or face shape, as well as that unusually beautiful and beautiful little hand, are almost carved out of the same mold as Xia Luoqiu.

"Tiantian monitor monitor, isn't it just that one time? You want to talk about it forever? In your psychological terms, you are called delusional persecution."

"Even if it's delusional, you forced it out..." Xia Luoqiu complained in an inaudible voice.

Damn, why did I forget the rearview mirror...

No wonder it was discovered while secretly blushing, what a shame...

"Tsk..."

Xia Luoqiu clicked her tongue sullenly, feeling wronged, she could only complain in her heart that Xia Xinyao was a pervert, a control freak, and an idiot.

After complaining, she relieved her anger and glanced at the blond woman in the driver's seat again.

It is still half of Gujing's face without waves.

The reason why she has half a face is not because of any angle, but because this blonde woman wears a dark gray mask all day long.

The mask was so big that it covered everything under the chin and ears, so that Xia Luoqiu couldn't even tell whether she had a flat face or an oval face.

Isn't she hot...?

……

Xia Luoqiu was quite curious about the mysterious woman invited by this mother who was "personal security guard, driver, secretary, etc."

Including the little girl under her, who not only saved her little friend, but even became old acquaintances with him.

And in the morning phone call, Lin Xiaoxian finally said that he had also heard of this mysterious woman named "Monica".

As for how I heard about it, and what kind of past they had, Lin Xiaoxian said it was too troublesome, and I will talk about it slowly in the future.

Xia Luoqiu didn't have the patience to wait until "later".

Men's mouths are deceiving ghosts, who knew that the "later" in Lin Xiaoxian's mouth was the Year of the Monkey?Just ask him when you see him later.

……

Of course, Xia Luoqiu has not disclosed these things to her mother yet.

She continued to observe the mask of the mysterious woman, wanting to see if it was dirty or if it had never been washed, but the voice from the back seat interrupted her train of thought:

"Cute..."

"Wow!" Xia Luoqiu turned her head with bared teeth and claws, super fierce.

Xia Xinyao in the back seat froze and changed her words:

"Xia Luoqiu, just tell me the truth."

"What's the truth..."

"When did you and that little boyfriend start? To what extent?"

to what extent...

As far as spanking.

And I used to fight, but now I don't fight.

Speaking of this, Xia Luoqiu's heart felt empty, and he twisted his body on the leather seat absently, like a little water snake:

"Mom, I'm telling you the truth and you don't believe me, he's really not my little boyfriend, he...he has a girlfriend..."

"Oh?"

Xia Xinyao unscrewed the water glass in her hand and took a sip:

"several?"

"I want you to take care of it?"

Xia Luoqiu didn't bother to talk about which pot to open and which pot to lift. Anyway, her mother was in the so-called high society, so she must have heard about such things. If I told her that Lin Xiaoxian had three girlfriends, I might be punished. ridicule.

"Okay, leave him alone, take care of you."

"Didn't you take care of it from childhood to adulthood..."

"Then to put it another way, 'manage' is replaced by help, as long as you ask, Mom will help you."

Xia Xinyao's phrasing made Xia Luoqiu habitually start to diverge her thoughts, thinking of the plots of old-school TV dramas, a beautiful woman hitting a sunny and handsome boy on the face with a big pile of cash appeared in her mind...

"Mom, don't you want to threaten and lure him?"

Xia Luoqiu stood up directly from the seat, and lay back on the seat. The deep groove in the collar was between the bumps, revealing a corner of pure white lace.