The laces are tied into beautiful knots, hung on thin and round snow shoulders, and the butterfly bones on the back are clear.

Mianmian was halfway through drawing, and her little hand pulled the person next to her and asked with her eyes.

Jian Qing smiled and leaned over, her collar was slightly loose, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin on her chest.

The eyes are dazzling.

The phone body was a little hot, and the screen suddenly turned black.

Lu Huaiyu locked the screen and never looked at it again.

The head nurse looked anxious and looked around the corridor and saw the person she was looking for at first glance.

A clean and tidy white coat with the collar of the shirt tied to the top and a dark tie, the whole body exudes meticulous rigor.

Because of his outstanding appearance, he just stood up, which attracted people to look at him frequently.

She hurriedly approached, "Dr. Lu, a child was in a car accident after school at Experimental Primary School, with a broken jaw and a contusion and penetration of upper and lower lip, and surgery is needed immediately."

Upon hearing this, Lu Huaiyu frowned and strode towards the operating room.

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Aunt Qin looked up at the wall clock on the wall, it was already six o'clock.

She just received a call from home and was about to leave if there was an urgent matter.

But at this time, Mr. Lu's phone number could not be reached.

I only found out that I had surgery when I got to the hospital and I couldn't get out for a while.

In the past, he would notify him in advance if he had surgery, but this time he forgot.

Aunt Qin looked embarrassed and called Jian Qing, who was packing up the paintings and preparing to leave, into the kitchen, "Xiao Jian, can you trouble you?"

"My child has acute pneumonia. Can you help me take care of Mianmian for one night? I've prepared the food and you can eat it together."

Aunt Qin was also embarrassed to make such a request from the girl she had just met, and rubbed her hands and felt extremely uneasy.

Jian Qing glanced at the child who was drawing in the living room and asked softly: "Where is Mimian's parents?"

"Mr. Lu is still working, Mimian's mother--"

She couldn't help complaining, "It's not a few times a year. I've never seen a mother like this. Leaving the child and not caring about it all depends on Mr. Lu to pull Mianmian alone."

Hearing this, Jian Qing was silent for a while and nodded, "Auntie, go quickly, I'll help you watch Mianmian."

Aunt Qin breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you so much, Xiao Jian."

After spending the afternoon together, Jian Qing and Mianmian were already familiar with each other.

The little guy is well-behaved and obedient, and she is happy to help him and sleep with her for a while.

"Be good at Mianmian, don't cause trouble for your sister." Aunt Qin took the garbage in the kitchen and explained it to her and hurried out.

Mianmian sat on a child's chair next to the dining table, slowly shaking her short legs, and said goodbye in a glutinous voice: "Goodbye Aunt Qin."

The scented bone soup that had been brewed for the afternoon was emitting an attractive fragrance.

The little guy used the bowl and chopsticks with the Miffy pattern, chewed it slowly and ate it slowly. The surroundings were clean and no grain of rice fell out.

After dinner, Mianmian ran to the easel again, drawing carefully.

After drawing, she told Jian Qing one by one what she wanted to do at night.

Take a shower at 7 o'clock and watch TV at 7 o'clock.

Drink hot milk at 8 o'clock and go to bed at 8:30.

Although Jian Qing is young, she does unexpectedly well in taking care of her children.

The little guy hid in the quilt, closed his eyes, and said, "Thank you sister, good night sister."

The sound is soft and glutinous, like an angel.

It makes people want to bring all the best things in the world to her.

Parents can make a contribution to being able to teach their children so well-behaved and polite.

Jian Qing couldn't help but think of the man she saw during the day.

The coldness and alienation around him are like a god who is above him.

Precious and abstinent.

I can't imagine what kind of woman it would be that would lead him into the mortal world.

There was a floor lamp on the living room, and the dim light was dark.

Jian Qing sat under the lamp, retracted into the sofa, put on a thin blanket, and practiced sketching casually with a hand-picture book.

The rain started to fall again at night, drizzling.

Accompanied by the sound of rain, I fell asleep unknowingly.

Until the morning light is dim.

It was not comfortable to sleep on the sofa. Jian Qing woke up early, rubbed her sleepy eyes, and went to the balcony with barefoot.

I reached out to touch the sweatshirt on the clothes rack, which was already dry.

She tiptoed to reach her clothes and pants, put them on her arms, and stood in front of the window and stretched.

The long suspender skirt was hanging down and pressed against her body. She didn't wear underwear. She felt uncomfortable when she was sleeping, so Jian Qing took it off in a daze.

The soft breasts are round, straight and beautiful.

This apartment is on the highest floor, and the other surrounding buildings are much shorter and have a great view.

Jian Qing returned to the living room yawning and glanced at the early time of the wall clock. She lifted her lilac dress from bottom to top, ready to change her clothes.

Exposed slender and white legs, tight and arranged hips.

She was slow and sleepy.

——Slowly put the skirt around your waist.

Cross your slender arms to your chest, hold the hem of the skirt piled up at your waist, and lift your arms and take off the entire skirt upwards.

"Jian Qing, don't take it off."

A low and dumb voice suddenly sounded, with a three-point haste.

The surroundings are quiet.

It looks particularly clear and weird in the empty living room.

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Chapter completed!