medicine jar and her miss doctor

The early spring in Lingjing is like a little beast that has woken up, with its wet eyes open, and freshness everywhere it sees.

Walking on the long, straight and wide road of Jingteng, Zhixiu held two books in her arms, listened to Zhou Wan whispering in her ear, and responded with a smile from time to time. dormitory.

Pushing open the bedroom door, Chen Deng came back three or ten minutes earlier, and was sitting at the table carefully cultivating a flower.

"Axiu Wanwan, you guys are back."

"Well, I'm back."

Chen Deng hurriedly raised his head, lowered his eyes and turned his attention back to her extremely precious roses.

Zhou Wan's eyes brightened slightly, she paced forward, and said in surprise, "Rose? Who gave it to you?"

"Ah Qiu."

"Qiu Wan?" Miss Zhou rubbed her chin and smiled maliciously: "Why did she give you roses for no reason? When did the female students in the architecture department know how to please others?"

Listen to the sound.Guessing what she was thinking, Chen Deng frowned: "Kyoto school regulations do not stipulate that female students in the Department of Architecture cannot grow flowers. What kind of prejudice do you have?"

"Yes, yes, I'm biased. I haven't said anything yet, you put it on first." Zhou Wan accompanied the chair to her, and whispered: "A Deng, tell me the truth, you and Qiu Wan... "

"We are just very good friends." She pondered over and over again, emphasizing: "Me and her are different from you and Ling."

"Just very good friends?"

"Yeah." Chen Deng carefully sprinkled soil into the flower pot: "I just help her grow flowers, nothing else."

Zhixiu held a medical book and read it with relish, and smiled lightly when she heard the words.

Sometimes even one's own heart cannot be explained clearly.

Holding the scroll and reading until dusk, the hands of the wrist watch pointing to six, tidying up the table, Zhixiu got up from her seat with a smile: "I'm going back."

"Is it going to be dark so soon?" Zhou Wan rubbed her eyes in disbelief, but Wang Ling lightly held her down and scolded softly, "Just finished practicing big characters, did you wash your hands and touch your eyes?"

"Oh, it's okay, I get it, you're the only one who is talking." Zhou Wan turned her face away from her, and approached Zhixiu in three steps: "That's it, let's send you out of the school!"

It is not an exaggeration to say that they are close friends who live in the same dormitory.It stands to reason that there is no need for Zhou Wan to be so obsessive, but Zhixiu and Chuncheng are determined to graduate from Jingteng early, and there is not much time left for them.

Although we can make an appointment if we want to meet up in the future, it is not convenient to live in the same dormitory.The manifestation of Zhou Wan's unsuitability is that she pesters people more and more day by day.

In order to take care of her friend's sensitive emotions, Xiuyuan can go home after the day's class is over, but she is willing to stay with her friend and procrastinate until dusk in the dormitory.

Until now, Wang Ling still can't understand why Zhou Wan has such a deep friendship with Zhixiu. When the two got close, she also asked her when they were close.

Xiuxiu is so pretty, it would be a loss to miss a glance.

Knowing the truth, Wang Ling hugged her and smiled helplessly, his jealousy came and went quickly.

Zhixiu had nothing to do with Zhou Wan, so she nodded and agreed.

It's not that she will leave Jingteng this year, which makes the people in the dormitory tense, as if they are worried that she will disappear from the world at any time, and Zhixiu is really sorry for this.

After sending her to the school gate, seeing her get into the car, Zhou Wan withdrew her gaze reluctantly: "A Deng, fate is not easy to come by, you should cherish it."

In a word, Chen Deng was confused.

Spring is in full bloom, flowers and plants are swaying in the wind, and the air is full of fragrance.As soon as she stepped into the small courtyard, the wind blew her skirt, Zhixiu smiled comfortably and thought to herself: This is her and Chuncheng's home.

At the moment of emotion, a yellow and white cat jumped out of the flowerbed, dyed in the fragrance of flowers. It jumped into the owner's arms excitedly, squinted its eyes comfortably, and tapped its tender white finger on its forehead: "Three Wanwan, you are so spoiled."

Sanwanwan is the second smallest of the four cubs of Cihuamao, and it got its name because it often likes to curl its tail when sleeping.

The cat who doesn't know what it is to act like a baby turns its beautiful cat eyes, sticks out its pink and tender tongue to lick its paws, Zhixiu hugs it in a good-tempered manner, scratches its chin with fingertips, teases it from time to time, and arrives at the west courtyard He gave it to Shumo.

In the west courtyard, the twilight is in harmony.

The orange cat and the cihuamao led three big cats around begging for food. The orange cat stomped on its master's shoulders and felt the sinking gravity. Chun Cheng's face collapsed: "Big orange, give me Come down!"

One person and one cat quarreled for a long time, San Wanwan didn't want to be hugged by Shumo, so he ran over with short legs.

Having just taught the ignorant Daju a lesson, when he saw the cute and cute Sanwan, Chun Cheng raised his lips, opened the can of fish, and muttered softly, "It's still Sanwan who can save people from worry."

At least it won't jump on her shoulder at every turn.

Qing Lingling's laughter made her raise her eyes, and seeing her wife's gentle eyes not far away, Chun Cheng blushed slightly: "Xiuxiu, you're back."

"Well, I'm back." Zhixiu walked to her side, hugged her affectionately, and said softly: "I'll take a bath first, and I'll come to accompany you later."

"Okay." Chun Cheng smiled as he watched her step into the door, feeling happy.

Chunhua found it interesting, she had never seen a 'husband and wife' who could still be so obsessed after marriage, and asked with a smile, "Master, are you thinking about Mrs. Young?"

Chun Cheng stroked her sleeves, and the off-white gown with gold thread seams was worn on her body, which complemented her figure extremely beautifully, as handsome as jade.

She beckoned, gave orders, and saw Chunhua blinking at her: "The young master really knows how to play." I just don't know, whether the young lady can take it.

Young Master Chun, who was recuperating at home, pushed his gold-rimmed glasses politely, and said confidently, "This is called fun."

If you are affectionate and interesting, you will live up to the world.

After dinner, Chun Linsheng discussed the business of the Chun family with the young owner, and confirmed that everything was done impeccably. He patted his daughter's thin shoulders: "Thanks for your hard work, Chenger."

"It's not hard. Daddy, I don't ask for anything else, as long as I don't fall into Daddy's prestige."

The father and daughter said some personal words, Chun Cheng walked out of the study, and took care of her for many days, and she recovered very well.

After dinner, Chunhua said that the young master is welcome, and Zhixiu has been waiting here for nearly 10 minutes.

The temperature in the studio was very high, which made people feel restless. Fortunately, Chun Cheng didn't keep her waiting for a long time.

A pair of hands gently and firmly embraced her waist from behind, Zhixiu was calm and indifferent, neither panic nor panic, with a smile on her lips: "What else do you want to play?"

"Huh? Why isn't Xiuxiu afraid? I purposely took my steps lightly." Chun Cheng's tone couldn't hide his disappointment.

Sticking her back against her soft embrace, Zhixiu said in a doting tone: "I know it's you, why should I be afraid? Are you happy just to scare me?"

"Not really, I just wanted to tease you."

The studio was silent, and the heartbeat was bang. bang.Chun Cheng didn't say another word, he lowered his eyes and kissed the back of her neck devoutly, Zhixiu slowly closed his eyes, his breath was slightly confused: "Your body..."

"Don't worry, I won't do anything else." She raised her eyebrows and said, "Or... Xiuxiu wants me to do something?"

In a word, he was so ashamed that he couldn't resist.Because of Chun Cheng's frailty, things should not be messed up, and the big quilt sleeps together, even if they are close, the two of them are still a little bit.

People who are on top of their hearts are used to teasing her, Zhixiu has a thin skin, so she will inevitably be bullied to the point of suffering.It is a matter of human nature, even if you think about it, you still need to rely on strong restraint to find your calm.

"Xiuxiu?"

"Uh...wh, what's the matter?"

Chun Cheng deliberately pushed her against the table, his slender and fair hands were flexible and dishonest, which made the beautiful woman's face rosy and her eyes like autumn waves.

She shouted: "Xiuxiu..."

Zhixiu sighed from the bottom of her heart, her heart softened in a mess: "What do you think...?"

"No matter, no matter how much you think about it, you won't allow me." Chun Cheng smirked, tilted his head and sucked her lovely red earlobes: "Xiuxiu, this is my private studio, why don't you come and be a model for me? "

The oil painting of Young Master Chun, who returned from studying abroad, is considered a masterpiece. After being taught by Wen Ting, his painting skills have improved to a higher level.

Zhixiu is smart, don't you know that it is not as simple as just being a model.

Chuncheng loves to play, and a single flower can produce a hundred kinds of beauty.She breathed steadily, her limbs were soft, and her cheeks were red and dizzy. "Then what?"

"Then..." Chun Cheng whispered to her.

In an instant, the beautiful and colorful woman blushed, "This... this..."

She took a half step back in a panic, and reprimanded softly: "This is...too nonsense..."

Zhixiu's mind went blank, she was inexplicably shy.She loves Chun Cheng, loves her very much, even if she gets married, the upbringing she received since she was a child and the reservedness engraved in her daughter's family will not change.

Compared with the sweet time when she was in love, she seems to be more shy in front of Chun Cheng now.

The deeper the love, the more uncontrollable the affection.If you can't say the rejection, it's really hard to bear it, and you're in a dilemma.

The brocade is wrapped in a slim body, which can be described as beautiful and dignified from any angle.

The light fragrance lingered, and at a short distance, Chun Cheng's fingertips ran across her delicate and elegant cheongsam, and across the buttons that clearly locked the beauty. His voice was low and hoarse, and his every move was provocative.

She smiled softly, and Zhixiu pulled her sleeve shyly to show her dissatisfaction.

Chun Cheng approached her, coaxing and begging: "Be good, I want to see..."

With a beautiful appearance, the affection trickles from the eyes and merges into a trickle in the heart. Who can resist the sincerity?

Grabbing the corner of her clothes, Zhixiu pursed her lips slightly, blinked her shining eyes lightly, and responded shyly.

When she raised her eyes and saw the man's happy and bright smile, she shyly hid in Chun Cheng's embrace.

Heart to heart, it seems that happiness is contagious.Where Chun Cheng couldn't see, she smiled softly...

"What are you thinking about?"

"It's nothing."

I didn't think about it, obviously Chun Cheng didn't believe it.

Shy to a certain extent, Zhixiu also wanted to play tricks, knowing that she didn't believe her, so she stood on tiptoe and pressed her red lips to her ear: "Draw me better~"

Chun Cheng took a deep look at her, and his neck turned red.

Seeing that she was shy, Zhixiu laughed happily, feeling that it wasn't enough, pinched her hairy ears with her fingers: "Ah, you are so cute!"

cute?Chun Cheng had an epiphany, and Qingjun's brows and eyes were dizzy with a smile: "Oh, that's not bad enough."