Beauty is destined

The warm afternoon sun shines through the glass windows and white screens, and the water-like light patterns fall on the green carpet, surrounded by all kinds of puppets, the sofa is soft and soft, and the room is filled with light lavender Fragrance, in such a warm and comfortable room, people can't help letting go of all guards.

Akina Fujiwara put the back of her hand on her forehead, but her eyes scanned from bottom to top at the man who was holding a rabbit puppet and quietly listening to her story. His neat suit did not match the puppet in his hand.

"Doctor Midorima, am I sick?"

Midorima Shintaro adjusted his glasses and poured himself a cup of rose tea. Just as he raised the cup, the heat fogged his lenses, and his eyelashes were too long. When the glasses blinked, the eyelashes looked like It was like a windshield wiper that rubbed over the lens and wiped off the fog.

Qiu Nai laughed softly, "If you did it on purpose, then I have to say that you are really good at making people feel better."

Midorima Shintaro, who had never heard such an evaluation since he was a child, looked at her helplessly, reached out and took off his glasses, took out a neatly folded mirror cloth from his jacket pocket, and wiped it carefully Lens, softly said: "Mrs. Atobe really knows how to joke."

"oops--"

Qiu Nai yelled, and immediately attracted his attention. Who knows, she just turned her body sideways, showing her beautiful curves, and said with a smile, "If you call me that again, I'll be annoyed."

After all, she smiled sweetly, "I usually don't joke with others, only you."

It was as if a needle had grown in his buttocks, he seemed unable to sit still, and coughed lightly.

"Stop talking?"

His attitude is so natural, just like chatting with an old friend, it doesn't make the patient feel that he is facing a doctor at all.

Qiu Nai smiled slightly, "Later, when I came back from that world, because the flow rate of time was different, it just passed one night, and no one else noticed it, but I couldn't find that little boy again. It's changed too..."

Midorima glanced at her flatly, and changed her sitting position again.

"What's the difference?"

Qiu Nai put down her hand and licked her rosy lips at him, "I recalled my childhood memories, I seem to be born with a stronger sexual desire than others, and knowledge about this aspect is still easy to obtain in this country."

She looked up at the ceiling, stretched her toes, and the beige slippers were hanging on her toes, about to fall off, but her snail bones were extraordinarily round and lovely.

"So, I solved it myself, but my mother accidentally found out that she is a woman who grew up in an old-fashioned family and looks like a young lady, heck——It's just a poor young lady."

Midorima clenched his fingers into his chin, carefully observed her expression, and analyzed her psychology. After treating her for the first time, he found that she showed resistance to recording her condition by himself, so he gave up using pen and paper to analyze it. Instead of writing, use your brain to record and analyze.

"She slapped me hard, scolded me for being shameless, and said that I was not her daughter, but this kind of thing is not something you can do if you don't want it. I can't control myself at all." Qiu Nai said Lay the two long legs up and down, and gently shake them with her words.

Midorima Shintaro sighed inwardly, and hastily averted his gaze.

This Mrs. Akina Atobe is really a dazzling beauty. It seems that all the sweetness and color are gathered on her body. Her beautiful and affectionate face is a disaster for men... even he can't help it I admire the beauty of Mr. Atobe.

When he saw her for the first time, he felt suffocated for a while. He has also met many goddesses and beautiful ladies in the entertainment industry, but absolutely none of them can make such an impact on him. Her beauty is poisonous. Her flair is a sin, but fortunately she was born in modern times, and she has a husband who can protect her. If she was born in ancient times, she might be the catastrophe of the enchantress who deceived the king and ruined the country.

But when he looked down at her file, he realized that she was just a student who just started college, much younger than him.

"...She tied me up, whipped me, and scolded me. Gradually, I also felt that this was an extremely disgusting thing, so I suppressed it hard and endured it with all my strength."

"Maybe I have endured it for too long." Qiu Nai revealed a wry smile, "When she passed away, I forgot all these terrible memories together."

Her long legs hung down, her elbows rested on her thighs, and she covered her face with her hands, looking helpless and pitiful.

"Mr. Midorima," her eyes were filled with the rain-washed sky, bewildered and mournful, "Is my strong desire a disease?"

He held his breath for a moment, until a painful signal came from his squeezed lungs, and he slowly resumed his breathing.

"I don't know." He stared into her eyes calmly, but felt that half of his body was numb. Her shadow fell in front of his feet, and it seemed that red roses grew from there, along his legs. The legs snaked upwards, entwining half of his body, and the venom of rose vines flowed in his blood.

"I need to know more about you."

"More..." She smiled meaningfully, her white fingers slid across her collarbone, brushed the hair from her shoulders to her back, and said slowly, "It's okay, I will do it inside and out, thoroughly. Shown to you."

He stared down at her shadow, not daring to look up.

"May I have a look at Miss Sato Yiko?"

"No, the clothes are mine." Qiu Nai's eyes were curved, and her red lips were curved, making people want to suck on her full lips with hatred, there must be full of fairy liquid that dazzles men.

Obviously Yizi was gone, but she deliberately concealed it. She admitted that she was doing it on purpose, because the psychiatrist was so cute that she couldn't help but want to tease him.

Midorima Shintaro showed a distressed look on his brows, but he was suppressed in an instant. He seemed to have nothing to do with this beautiful Mrs. Akina.In front of her, his age and experience are nothing to deal with, she is like a calf rampaging in his territory, her eyes are full of innocence, forcing the sharp horns to his heart.

Obviously he was her psychiatrist, but she seemed to be leading him into a secret and sinful realm.

"lady……"

"Hush——" her fingertips pressed against her lips, but it turned redder and whiter, "If you call me that again, I'll think you want me to be yours..."

Before she finished speaking, she looked at Lujian leaning on the back of the sofa with a half-smile, raised her toes, and seemed to inadvertently rub against the skin wrapped in thin socks between his trousers and slippers, numb Feeling go straight to the bone.

Qiu Nai stood up, "Let's go here first, my husband is back today, and I will come to you when my husband is away."

It was obviously an aboveboard thing, but when it came out of her mouth, it was ambiguous.

"Hmm." He stood up coldly, tried several times with his fingers before inserting them into his trouser pockets.

He sent her to the entrance, where she was changing her shoes with her head down.

Her fair feet were slightly arched, and they poked into the red high-heeled shoes, like cherries and cream, so sweet as hell.

"These shoes..." She frowned and stared at the beige slippers, "Is anyone else wearing them?"

Midorima Shintaro, who thought she was a clean freak, said, "These shoes are just for you."

"It's just for me..."

She just repeated his words softly, but his cheeks flushed.

"Shintaro," she straightened up suddenly, her breath almost blowing into his respiratory system, and he could only raise his chin, "I can call you that, and you can call me Akina too."

"After all, I am not only your patient, but also your friend, and I also want to distinguish myself from the other person in my body."

She gave an explanation he couldn't refuse no matter what.

Midorima Shintaro tilted his head, "Yes."

Even though he tried so hard to avoid it, he still couldn't escape from the snare of her charm. She was like a piece of delicious cake, exuding a sweet breath all the time, as if to say "Eat me! Eat me!"

"Then I'm sorry to trouble you. I'll take my leave." Qiu Nai bowed to him politely, and he also took his sweaty hands out of his pockets and saluted her.

Until she left this consulting room, the room was still filled with her fragrance.

Midorima Shintaro touched his throat, cleared his throat, opened the curtains, and opened the window, the wind came in immediately, blowing the curtains into white sails, and he was like a sad idiot lying in front of the window, stealing Looking at her standing on the side of the road.

A red sports car that matched her clothes stopped in front of her. The dark blue-haired man who was driving the car beckoned her to get in the car. He didn't know what he said to her. Qiu Nai tilted her head and brushed her hair, smiling brighter than the sun. To shine brighter.

Midorima Shintaro clenched the window tightly, panting in pain.

What is it like to be in love with a married woman who, moreover, seems to have a lover of her own?

——Life is worse than death.

Seeing that she was still reluctantly looking at the maple-covered building, Shinobu Yushi couldn't help joking, "Hey! Don't look, are you still staring at that doctor?"

Qiu Nai turned her head and stared at him with a smile, "Are you jealous?"

"Don't dare, I don't want Xiaojing to beat me up."

"You did something wrong when you urged me to come here." Qiu Nai brushed her hair lightly with five fingers, and the soft hair was blown by the wind, like waves on the sea or clouds in the sky Lan.

"It's your fault that I became like this."

Shinobu Yushi stared at her with infinite sorrow, "I'm so wronged, Qiu Nai, you have to be reasonable in life, okay?"

"Oh?" She put her index finger under her lips with a smile, "Do I need to be reasonable when I'm so beautiful?"

Renzu looked at her again and again, but he couldn't find a single flaw. She was like a blooming spring cherry blossom, a plump fruit, and all the beauty couldn't be hidden.

"Well, it's really not necessary."

He had no choice but to admit defeat.

"Hey, stop!"

The small red sports car came to a stop with a "squeak", and he stretched out his hand worriedly to check on her situation, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

Qiu Nai pointed to a cake shop not far away and said, "I like the cakes from that shop the most. Since I am picking up Jingwu, I naturally have to bring a gift."

"I see, if you give yourself to him, he will be happier than getting anything."

Qiu Nai bent her lips and ran to the cake shop.

Ninja Yuuji rested his chin on the steering wheel, quietly staring at the corners of her flying skirt.

Akina Fujiwara was like a flower blooming overnight, obviously he had gathered his thoughts, but he still couldn't help but stare at her in a daze.

Is such a woman really sustainable?

The red high-heeled shoes stepped on the bright ground, and she looked through the glass in the cake room at the tall man with purple hair sitting by the oven, staring patiently and lovingly at the cake embryo in the orange light, just As if staring at his beloved, his sleeves were folded up, revealing a powerful forearm.

If it was that arm that hugged her, it must be strong and full of sweet cake aroma.