In the early morning, the light golden sunlight passed through the row of tall and lush Metasequoia next to the building and shone into the elegantly decorated glass windows, which was particularly bright
In the white porcelain tea cup held in Baixian's hand, the black tea tastes sweet, fresh and mellow, and the leaves are bright red. The clear drink can best taste the timeless fragrance of Qihong.
Song Chengran raised his eyes and looked at the man in the suit who was putting a cup of black tea into his mouth. Are you sleepy?
Upon hearing this, Su Lang glanced at him with some contempt and pointed to the clock walking on the wall. It's only seven o'clock now, do you think I'm sleepy?
Song Chengran looked at Su Lang quietly, his eyes with a very textured indifference, and he felt a little guilty. Sorry, I was in some trouble
He only has some time to come in the morning
Su Lang took a sip of warm black tea and felt the intriguing scent of the liquid after it passed through his throat. He said slightly dissatisfied: You'd better tell me something exciting.
Otherwise, I would be sorry that he hurriedly ran up from his boyfriend's bed, missing the moment of tenderness with his lover, and rushed back to the studio without even having breakfast.
However, it must be interesting to be able to bother Song Chengran, who has never been arrogant and impatient.
He estimated that the object he needed to talk about this time was Song Chengran's wife Xiao Juzi
The little orange is the nickname Su Lang gave Lin An. The reason is very simple, because the condom used by Song Chengran and Lin An is the orange flavor.
Although Song Chengran was not willing to tell him these minor things at all, Su Lang just asked, saying that the more detailed you know, the more you can prescribe the right medicine.
Tell me, what's wrong with you and Xiao Yuanzi?
Su Lang stirs black tea with silver spoon, watching the clear tea form a small vortex
He smiled lazyly and returned to his usual cynical appearance, which was very different from the image of a smart psychological counselor.
The butterfly stopped on the marigolds on the windowsill and flew away quickly in such a quiet morning, and the gentle wind blew from the south.
Hearing this, Song Chengran frowned without any concealment to express his unhappiness. His narrow eyes were as cold as ever. His tone was calm, so he was not allowed to call her little orange.
Su Lang raised his eyebrows unexpectedly. This man is quite protective of his shortcomings?
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Sitting in the swivel chair in the office, Song Chengran was not very focused on his work. He squinted his eyes slightly and recalled what Su Lang asked him this morning, "Do you fall in love with Little Orange?"
A strange feeling flashed in his eyes, and the hand holding the pen exerted a little harder, and the ink stains dripped onto the white paper.
Like, it seems to be a word far away from him
……
Inherited, do you want to go to the restaurant for lunch? Today’s dishes seem to be salivating!
Cheng Ran, I don’t know why, my waist hurts so much today...
Could it be that I slurred my waist while I was sleeping, and my legs were slurred
Chengran Chengran... When receiving the cold gaze cast by Song Chengran, Lin An immediately fell silent. When he realized that Song Chengran was not really angry, he continued to ask him ungrateful, "You are so quiet today, are you unhappy?"
Although Song Chengran doesn't speak normally, he is really quiet today
Song Chengran had a cold face, and Lin An's appearance reflected in his dark eyes. He said: Has the patient's condition been finished?
He seems to be unhappy
Said... After saying that, Lin An nodded timidly. She wanted to chat with Song Chengran after reporting on her work situation.
Song Chengran was silent for a few seconds, and the black ink stains in his sight kept emphasizing its existence, forming a strong visual stimulation with the white paper.
He spoke slowly, still in an absolutely low voice: Then go back
Inheritance... Lin An pursed her lips slightly, as if she was reluctant to leave
The two were caught in a silent tug-of-war, as if at this moment, or at an unknown moment, the atmosphere that solidified between the two would never end
Well, Lin An finally walked out of the room in shame, and the image of leaving was extremely aggrieved.
Song Chengran never looked up. His eyes were like obsidian, full of secrets. His eyes were hard on the table and his hands slowly clenched into fists. The veins on the back of his hands burst out.
The conversation with Su Lang is still clearly stuck by my ears
Have you fallen in love with Little Orange?
Su Lang narrowed his eyes slightly and a trace of fox-like wiseness flashed through his eyes, and then asked the next question
Or do you like her body?
……
In the afternoon, Lin An did not come over to pester Song Chengran again. It was not that he was stimulated by his coldness, but because she came to her aunt.
She forgot that her period was coming these two days. At noon, she even fed two bottles of ice cola to match her super spicy saliva chicken.
She was squatting in the nurse's station in pain, feeling uncomfortable standing and sitting, with severe pelvic drops, back pain, and the ice cola absorbed at noon also played a counter-effect in time.
If you are not careful, your stomach will hurt like a pointed thorn, and you will have no strength at all.
It happened that she was the only nurse left in the nurse station. She could only bear it and wait for others to come so that she could go to rest.
But waiting is always so long and painful, Lin An's tears flowed down his sadly
Until a pair of clean black leather shoes appeared in the unclear sight, and when I looked up, I saw Song Chengran looking at her angrily
Lin An thought that Song Chengran was blaming her for not working seriously during work, so he quickly wanted to stand up and explain, "I'm not lazy, I just...hiss!"
It hurts... Because of Lin An's sudden move of getting up, her stomach hurt even more, and two more drops of tears were squeezed out
Song Chengran's heart twitched hard, as if it was gnawed hard by millions of ants. He immediately picked up Lin Anheng and strode towards the office.
It is working hours now, and there are also passers-by patients and nurses in the corridor. Xu Lili, who was about to return to the nurse station, was so surprised that her mouth was so wide that she could stuff an egg into it.
Song Chengran ignored the curious eyes of others
He originally asked her for something, but when he came here, he saw Lin An hiding in the nurse's station and crying secretly
He was angry, and inexplicably angry
The angry Lin An didn't know how to deal with his own body. He couldn't even take good care of his body, but he was even more angry, and he didn't know the reason.
Song Chengran put Lin An on the bed in his lounge. Lin An avoided his gaze in embarrassment. Who knew that Song Chengran didn't look at her at all and then went out immediately.
Lin An had a very painful stomach and was anxious. Why did Song Chengran carry her here? Many people saw it on the way just now.
Before she could think about the reason, Song Chengran was back
He was holding the cup where he drank water. Since Lin An overturned and smashed Song Chengran's cup, his cup has been upgraded from a ceramic to a stainless steel thermos cup.
Song Chengran avoided Lin An's eyes a little uncomfortable, handed her the thermos in her hand, cleared her throat, and drank it
Lin An took the cup and was surprised to find that there was brown sugar water emitting white heat inside. She looked at Song Chengran gratefully, and Song Chengran received her gaze and quickly avoided it.
The warm brown sugar water has indeed relieved the pain.
Song Chengran still cares about her very much
However, Song Chengran is obsessed with cleanliness, so he is willing to give her the cup?!
Lin An thought so, and looked up and saw Song Chengran staring at her in a cold manner. His tone was a little stiff. Are you still drunk?
Lin An immediately shook his head and stopped drinking
If she dares to drink cold things, it will be so painful that she will go away!
Lin An still had tears on his face. Song Chengran subconsciously raised his hand to help her wipe it, but when his fingertips were about to touch her cheek, he paused suddenly and shrank back as if he ran away.
Lin An was afraid of hot water and drank brown sugar water a little bit, so he asked him in confusion when he saw this, "What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"
Song Chengran wanted to answer, but when he reached his mouth, he suddenly felt a strange dryness in his throat, which made him unable to say a word.
He lowered his head, his face in the shadows, and his expression was unclear.
You can rest here for a while. After saying that, he left.
Lin An stared at Song Chengran's back in a daze, and there was still a white mist floating in the thermos in his hand.
In the white porcelain tea cup held in Baixian's hand, the black tea tastes sweet, fresh and mellow, and the leaves are bright red. The clear drink can best taste the timeless fragrance of Qihong.
Song Chengran raised his eyes and looked at the man in the suit who was putting a cup of black tea into his mouth. Are you sleepy?
Upon hearing this, Su Lang glanced at him with some contempt and pointed to the clock walking on the wall. It's only seven o'clock now, do you think I'm sleepy?
Song Chengran looked at Su Lang quietly, his eyes with a very textured indifference, and he felt a little guilty. Sorry, I was in some trouble
He only has some time to come in the morning
Su Lang took a sip of warm black tea and felt the intriguing scent of the liquid after it passed through his throat. He said slightly dissatisfied: You'd better tell me something exciting.
Otherwise, I would be sorry that he hurriedly ran up from his boyfriend's bed, missing the moment of tenderness with his lover, and rushed back to the studio without even having breakfast.
However, it must be interesting to be able to bother Song Chengran, who has never been arrogant and impatient.
He estimated that the object he needed to talk about this time was Song Chengran's wife Xiao Juzi
The little orange is the nickname Su Lang gave Lin An. The reason is very simple, because the condom used by Song Chengran and Lin An is the orange flavor.
Although Song Chengran was not willing to tell him these minor things at all, Su Lang just asked, saying that the more detailed you know, the more you can prescribe the right medicine.
Tell me, what's wrong with you and Xiao Yuanzi?
Su Lang stirs black tea with silver spoon, watching the clear tea form a small vortex
He smiled lazyly and returned to his usual cynical appearance, which was very different from the image of a smart psychological counselor.
The butterfly stopped on the marigolds on the windowsill and flew away quickly in such a quiet morning, and the gentle wind blew from the south.
Hearing this, Song Chengran frowned without any concealment to express his unhappiness. His narrow eyes were as cold as ever. His tone was calm, so he was not allowed to call her little orange.
Su Lang raised his eyebrows unexpectedly. This man is quite protective of his shortcomings?
……
……
……
Sitting in the swivel chair in the office, Song Chengran was not very focused on his work. He squinted his eyes slightly and recalled what Su Lang asked him this morning, "Do you fall in love with Little Orange?"
A strange feeling flashed in his eyes, and the hand holding the pen exerted a little harder, and the ink stains dripped onto the white paper.
Like, it seems to be a word far away from him
……
Inherited, do you want to go to the restaurant for lunch? Today’s dishes seem to be salivating!
Cheng Ran, I don’t know why, my waist hurts so much today...
Could it be that I slurred my waist while I was sleeping, and my legs were slurred
Chengran Chengran... When receiving the cold gaze cast by Song Chengran, Lin An immediately fell silent. When he realized that Song Chengran was not really angry, he continued to ask him ungrateful, "You are so quiet today, are you unhappy?"
Although Song Chengran doesn't speak normally, he is really quiet today
Song Chengran had a cold face, and Lin An's appearance reflected in his dark eyes. He said: Has the patient's condition been finished?
He seems to be unhappy
Said... After saying that, Lin An nodded timidly. She wanted to chat with Song Chengran after reporting on her work situation.
Song Chengran was silent for a few seconds, and the black ink stains in his sight kept emphasizing its existence, forming a strong visual stimulation with the white paper.
He spoke slowly, still in an absolutely low voice: Then go back
Inheritance... Lin An pursed her lips slightly, as if she was reluctant to leave
The two were caught in a silent tug-of-war, as if at this moment, or at an unknown moment, the atmosphere that solidified between the two would never end
Well, Lin An finally walked out of the room in shame, and the image of leaving was extremely aggrieved.
Song Chengran never looked up. His eyes were like obsidian, full of secrets. His eyes were hard on the table and his hands slowly clenched into fists. The veins on the back of his hands burst out.
The conversation with Su Lang is still clearly stuck by my ears
Have you fallen in love with Little Orange?
Su Lang narrowed his eyes slightly and a trace of fox-like wiseness flashed through his eyes, and then asked the next question
Or do you like her body?
……
In the afternoon, Lin An did not come over to pester Song Chengran again. It was not that he was stimulated by his coldness, but because she came to her aunt.
She forgot that her period was coming these two days. At noon, she even fed two bottles of ice cola to match her super spicy saliva chicken.
She was squatting in the nurse's station in pain, feeling uncomfortable standing and sitting, with severe pelvic drops, back pain, and the ice cola absorbed at noon also played a counter-effect in time.
If you are not careful, your stomach will hurt like a pointed thorn, and you will have no strength at all.
It happened that she was the only nurse left in the nurse station. She could only bear it and wait for others to come so that she could go to rest.
But waiting is always so long and painful, Lin An's tears flowed down his sadly
Until a pair of clean black leather shoes appeared in the unclear sight, and when I looked up, I saw Song Chengran looking at her angrily
Lin An thought that Song Chengran was blaming her for not working seriously during work, so he quickly wanted to stand up and explain, "I'm not lazy, I just...hiss!"
It hurts... Because of Lin An's sudden move of getting up, her stomach hurt even more, and two more drops of tears were squeezed out
Song Chengran's heart twitched hard, as if it was gnawed hard by millions of ants. He immediately picked up Lin Anheng and strode towards the office.
It is working hours now, and there are also passers-by patients and nurses in the corridor. Xu Lili, who was about to return to the nurse station, was so surprised that her mouth was so wide that she could stuff an egg into it.
Song Chengran ignored the curious eyes of others
He originally asked her for something, but when he came here, he saw Lin An hiding in the nurse's station and crying secretly
He was angry, and inexplicably angry
The angry Lin An didn't know how to deal with his own body. He couldn't even take good care of his body, but he was even more angry, and he didn't know the reason.
Song Chengran put Lin An on the bed in his lounge. Lin An avoided his gaze in embarrassment. Who knew that Song Chengran didn't look at her at all and then went out immediately.
Lin An had a very painful stomach and was anxious. Why did Song Chengran carry her here? Many people saw it on the way just now.
Before she could think about the reason, Song Chengran was back
He was holding the cup where he drank water. Since Lin An overturned and smashed Song Chengran's cup, his cup has been upgraded from a ceramic to a stainless steel thermos cup.
Song Chengran avoided Lin An's eyes a little uncomfortable, handed her the thermos in her hand, cleared her throat, and drank it
Lin An took the cup and was surprised to find that there was brown sugar water emitting white heat inside. She looked at Song Chengran gratefully, and Song Chengran received her gaze and quickly avoided it.
The warm brown sugar water has indeed relieved the pain.
Song Chengran still cares about her very much
However, Song Chengran is obsessed with cleanliness, so he is willing to give her the cup?!
Lin An thought so, and looked up and saw Song Chengran staring at her in a cold manner. His tone was a little stiff. Are you still drunk?
Lin An immediately shook his head and stopped drinking
If she dares to drink cold things, it will be so painful that she will go away!
Lin An still had tears on his face. Song Chengran subconsciously raised his hand to help her wipe it, but when his fingertips were about to touch her cheek, he paused suddenly and shrank back as if he ran away.
Lin An was afraid of hot water and drank brown sugar water a little bit, so he asked him in confusion when he saw this, "What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"
Song Chengran wanted to answer, but when he reached his mouth, he suddenly felt a strange dryness in his throat, which made him unable to say a word.
He lowered his head, his face in the shadows, and his expression was unclear.
You can rest here for a while. After saying that, he left.
Lin An stared at Song Chengran's back in a daze, and there was still a white mist floating in the thermos in his hand.
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