On the day of the blind date, I had a flash marriage with CEO Qianyi

She raised her head suddenly and looked at Shang Qinian's hot gaze in surprise.

"I... no, no."

Lin Ting hurriedly looked away, looking very flustered. He stood up holding on to the bathtub, and ran out of the bathroom hastily and embarrassedly.

Jiang Zhaolin is outside the door now.

Seeing Lin Ting running out of the bathroom wet with red cheeks, she knew without even thinking that the two of them had definitely had physical contact inside.

A satisfied smile appeared on her face.

Not long after, Qi Nian also got dressed and walked out.

Jiang Zhaolin looked at him meaningfully: "What just happened to you guys inside? There was so much commotion, and Lin Ting came out soaking wet. Are you the overlord?"

"Mom, what are you talking about? Am I that kind of person?"

The smile on Jiang Zhaolin's face suddenly stiffened.

Then he looked Qi Nian up and down with a slight disdain and sighed.

"It's all in vain. You can't seize such a good opportunity right in front of you. Don't worry, half of my body will be buried in the ground one day, and you and Lin Ting are still in love and polite."

"This kind of thing happens naturally. If I force it, what is the difference between me and an animal?"

"That's your wife."

Jiang Zhaolin didn't understand very much.

She looks like she hates iron, but why did she give birth to such an ignorant son?

"The country has issued you a legal certificate, but do you still expect Lin to listen to a girl taking the initiative? Tell me the truth, do you have a problem in that area?"

"Mom, what are you talking about?"

Qi Nian was speechless.

He was probably the first person to be so disliked by his own mother.

"You are 30 years old. There are no diseases that should be avoided. Tomorrow, my mother will go to the men's department to register for you. This kind of disease can be detected early, diagnosed and treated early. It is really incurable, so don't delay Lin Ting."

After Jiang Zhaolin finished speaking, he turned around and walked up to the attic without giving Qi Nian a chance to explain, refute or refuse.

"Am I... delaying her?" Qi Nian pointed at himself, with a look of disbelief on his face, helpless and wanting to laugh.

the next day.

Jiang Zhaolin had prepared the meal early in the morning and knocked on the door of Qi Nian and Lin Ting's room.

"Wake up."

Lin Ting turned over, glanced at his phone, and saw that it was only 7 o'clock. He pushed Qi Nian, who was sitting next to him across the pillow.

"Qinian, mom told us to wake up."

Lin Ting finished washing and sat down at the table.

"Mom, today is the weekend. You woke us up so early. Is there something wrong?"

While Jiang Zhaolin was serving porridge to Lin Ting, he said, "After breakfast, you and Qinian can go to the hospital. I'll give him a specialist number. You can take him to the hospital for a checkup."

"Go to the hospital? Is Qi Nian feeling unwell?"

Qi Nian, who was brushing his teeth in the bathroom, heard Jiang Zhaolin's words and instantly remembered what she said last night about registering an andrology number for him, and hurriedly rushed out, trying to stop Jiang Zhaolin from continuing.

"mom!"

"I've called him a specialist in men's medicine. You can take him to have a look."

Qi Nian was still a step too late.

The three of them looked at each other. Lin Ting's eyes suddenly widened with surprise on his face: "Andrology?"

"Mom, I have no problem, I won't go, and can you stop worrying so much? If this continues, I think you should go back to your Baima Village in Shushan Mountain."

"Is there any disease that should be kept under wraps? Lin Ting, after dinner, take him to the hospital for a checkup. Any problems will be discovered early, diagnosed and treated early.

If it really can't be cured, divorce him. Don't let him delay your love for a girl. "

Lin Ting was holding a spoon in her hand, and the porridge was frozen in mid-air.

In the bathroom last night, she had a clear feeling that Qi Nian had a physical reaction to her, so Jiang Zhaolin must have misunderstood that Qi Nian was not good at it.

However, she couldn't explain it to him, so she had no choice but to nod.

"Ah."

Seeing that Lin Ting agreed, Jiang Zhaolin urged Qi Nian: "Hurry up, wash up, stop eating, and go to the hospital as soon as possible."

The two of them were forced out of the room by Jiang Zhaolin.

"Uh……"

"us……"

Lin Ting looked up at Qinian, and he turned his head awkwardly. Both of them looked uncomfortable.

"Are we going to the hospital now?"

Lin Ting pointed to the closed door and then pointed down the stairs.

"It's okay with me, I won't go."

Let a hot-blooded man admit that he is not good enough, and his wife will take him to the men's department for registration?

This is simply the shame of the century.

"But, mom's side..."

"You don't have to worry about it."

As soon as Qi Nian finished speaking, the door opened from the inside, and Jiang Zhaolin came out, warning: "Don't try to play any tricks on me. I want to see your diagnosis certificate when I come back, otherwise I won't give it to you." Open the door."

After she finished speaking, she closed the door again with a bang.

Lin Ting looked at the closed door, glanced at Qinian again, and smiled awkwardly: "It seems I can't go now."

"Mom, I'm fine."

Qi Nian knocked on the door fiercely, resisting all over to go to the hospital. He asked Lin Ting to accompany him, but he couldn't do it. That would be too ungrateful for a man.

"I only believe in the doctor's diagnosis certificate. If there is no diagnosis certificate today, there is no need to come back."

Qinian sighed.

Looking at the closed door, he felt as big as his head.

"Go ahead and treat it as a physical examination. Mom can rest assured that there is nothing wrong."

Lin listened to the advice, although she was also very resistant. After all, the relationship between the two did not seem to be to the point where they could safely take Qi Nian to see an andrology department.

in the hospital.

Qi Nian was wearing a mask, hat, and sunglasses, and was fully armed.

The more he is like this, the easier it is for him to attract other people's attention.

Although his face was covered, his superior appearance and height proportions still stood out among the crowd. Standing in the long queue, he looked extremely conspicuous.

"Qinian No. 38." The nurse shouted.

Lin Ting followed Qi Nian into the consulting room. The doctor was a gray-haired grandfather. He seemed to have good medical skills and looked like an expert.

"What's wrong?"

Qi Nian remained silent and did not respond.

Lin Ting couldn't speak easily as she stood aside. It was also the first time that she brought a man to see an andrology department. She felt very embarrassed and uncomfortable.

Seeing that Qinian didn't answer, the old expert raised his head and saw that he was fully armed and there was a pretty girl standing next to him, so he made a guess.

"How long has this been a problem?"

Qi Nian still didn't answer, and the old expert's patience was gradually exhausted, so he asked Lin Ting who was standing aside.

"Is he your boyfriend or husband?"

"my husband."

"Is he dumb?"

Lin Ting glanced at Qi Nian and saw that he was resisting seeing a doctor. He hesitated for a few seconds and nodded slightly.

"Then tell him, how many times a week do you have sex, and how long do you last each time?"

"Uh..." Lin Ting's face instantly turned red at this straightforward question.

Seeing that Lin Ting also looked embarrassed, the old expert sighed.

"Those who come to me for medical treatment basically have the same problems. There is nothing to hide and avoid medical treatment. You are so beautiful, and he is full of blood, but if he indulges too much, he will easily be unable to do what he wants!"

Overindulgence?

Overwhelmed?

Lin's face turned red when she heard this. Qi Nian was beside her now. She was still a virgin. It was really shameful to be asked like this.

Lin Ting gave a random reason and wanted to end the question quickly.

"It's not... no way..."

"Does that make you feel bad?"

This question was even more explicit than the previous one, and Lin Ting felt like his whole body was on fire.

They had never experienced it at all, so how could she know whether it felt good or not.

How should she answer this.

Lin Ting really couldn't say anything, so she could only shake her head to avoid the answer.

"It's not that it feels bad, it's a matter of duration?"

Lin Ting continued to shake his head, and the old expert changed the question again: "It's not the length, but the size?"