Surgeon Master Andrology

After arriving at the destination, the group got off the car one after another to prepare to climb the mountain, and Gong Zhaonan began to play tricks.

"You go, I want to sleep in the car!"

Cen Yan unbuckled his seat belt and glanced at him, his tone was unhurried, "Yes."

"Huh?" Gong Zhaonan expressed surprise at Cen Yan who was so cheerful, "So easy to talk?"

"I heard that it's not very peaceful at night around here. It doesn't matter. You are in the car anyway, so don't worry." Cen Yan was about to open the door to get out of the car, but was grabbed by Gong Zhaonan who jumped up from the seat suddenly.

"Boss! I'll go with you and say, bring something up the mountain, and I'll carry it for you!"

Cen Yan nodded in satisfaction, with a teachable smile, "Get out of the car."

Gong Zhaonan was soft-spoken, nodded and bowed and ran forward and back to pack his things, and greeted the eighteen generations of ancestors one by one in his heart.

No way, who let his mother, Cen Yan, know where his weakness is, and still pinch it to death!

Su Nian and Yu Qing led the way, followed by Cen Yijie, and Gong Zhaonan and Cen Yan were at the end.

"I just can't figure it out. Are there beauties or handsome guys in this barren mountain? What makes you so persistent?" Gong Zhaonan felt more and more aggrieved as he walked, "I just went up there exhaustedly, pitched a tent and laid a floor. After sleeping all night and then going back, what do you mean by the picture?"

"To shut up."

Cen Yan reached out to take the things off Gong Zhaonan's back and put them on his back, Gong Zhaonan didn't refuse, anyway, he wasn't tired!

Because of Gong Zhaonan's complaints and intentional procrastination, the two of them were dragged down a lot. Cen Yijie called them from the front, "Brother, hurry up!"

Cen Yan lowered his head and glanced at his watch, quickened his footing, threw Gong Zhaonan a "follow up" and took the lead to meet Cen Yijie and the others.

Gong Zhaonan yelled twice, but Cen Yan didn't pay attention to him at all, he had no choice but to trot to follow.

"No, boss, why do I suddenly feel so eerie?"

Cen Yan stopped suddenly, startling Gong Zhaonan.

"That's because you have ghosts in your heart."

"..." Gong Zhaonan froze for a moment, "I'll fuck you!"

"We don't have a grandpa, sister-in-law~" Cen Yijie trotted over and smiled harmlessly at Gong Zhaonan, "But if you really need to look for it, you can still find grandpa's relatives by turning a few turns!"

Gong Zhaonan rolled his eyes, squeezed between the two of them and strode forward, looked at Su Nian and Yu Qing who were gloating and waiting for him, and felt that he had really entered a wolf's den, or that kind of food People don't spit bones like wild wolves.

"Brother." Cen Yijie and Cen Yan walked behind, "Although he is nice, I always feel that the two of you...are not on the same road."

"Isn't this the point of view that Su Nian and you all reached the most consensus on when you were chatting together?" Cen Yan kept looking ahead as he walked, and was not at all surprised that Cen Yijie suddenly brought up this topic at this time.

"I……"

"I know what to do myself." Cen Yan interrupted him, stopped and looked at Cen Yijie, "Besides, he is definitely not what you just look like."

In Gong Zhaonan's bones, he is the same self-respect, the same rebelliousness, and the same business acumen that these so-called rich men of the upper class of society are forced to polish. It's just that Gong Zhaonan deliberately hides it...

Because he didn't want himself to become like that, or rather, Cen Yan didn't want Gong Zhaonan to become like them.

A person who puts interests first.