Black Bellied President Dotes on Wife

Mu Qing had already waited for Zhao Anan in the office for more than an hour. Since Zhao Anan entered the hospital, he had already stood by the window and stared at her.

Seeing her as a refreshing dress, she was as youthful as a younger sister, and she only felt that she was relaxed.

After waiting for ten minutes, the door knocking sounded "笃笃笃".

This girl, when turned the temper, actually knows that knocking!

Didn’t she just come in directly like a gust of wind?

Mu Qing gently walked to the door and waited, and the lips showed a slight smile, that is, did not say "please enter."

Zhao Anan knocked on the outside with a force of "squeaky", and there was still no sound inside, she could not help but suspect.

Is it not?

No, today I have made an appointment for her to do a drug immunoassay. Didn't Mu Qing forget it?

She can't wait any longer, just open the door and go inside.

As a result, as soon as she opened the door, she fell directly into a bosom with a faint scent.

Mu Qing hugged her with one hand and closed the door with one hand. She smiled lowly: "Today's luck is good. Just open the door and someone will come and give it!"

Zhao Anan pushed him away, not cold or hot: "Mu doctor, I am seeing a doctor today, if you want to play tricks | Hey, look for other patients, I am not going to accompany you!"

Mu Qing touched his chin and thought thoughtfully: "Oh, I am a doctor today! I will do regular inspections for a while, you can't refuse."

Zhao Anan actually pushed him away and regretted it. She was just purely a subconscious movement. Before Mu Qing held her like this, she usually pushed him away and never had any nostalgia.

But after pushing Mu Qing away today, she felt that her heart was empty, and she seemed to be reluctant to have the warmth and faint scent of his arms.

But she couldn't pull her face again, and then went to his arms.

"Routine inspections, why should I refuse? Unless there is a problem with your regular inspection!"

Zhao Anan sat down casually on a chair and looked at Mu Qingdao: "Where to check, is it here?"

Mu Qing picked up his eyebrows: "It turns out that you can't wait. The inspection can't be here, of course, let me go, I will take you to the examination room."

Zhao An'an looked indifferently behind him, and the two entered the examination room one by one, and then Mu Qing handed the door locked.

Zhao Anan did not pay attention, her attention was all attracted by those instruments.

Mu Qing opened all the instruments and let Zhao Anan lie on a small bed.

He wanted to come up with such an excuse to inject Zhao foan's follicle growth hormone, and then wait for the egg cells to mature and then take out, which is not entirely an excuse.

He can just make a detailed analysis of Zhao An'an's physical condition. In the future, if her condition recurs, she can use her the most appropriate dose according to her physical condition. Otherwise, the dose is less, it does not work, and the dose is large. It is easy to damage her body.

For the sake of Zhao Anan, Mu Qing can say that he has done his best and broke his heart.

After turning on the instrument, Mu Qing washed his hands with a disposable medical hand sanitizer, then brought a pair of thin latex gloves and turned to Zhao Anan: "Take off the clothes."

Zhao Anan's eyes widened: "What? Undressing? Isn't it a drug test? What to take off!"

"I am a doctor or are you a doctor? Let you take off, you have not seen it in your body?"

Zhao Anan grinned: "If you take it off, if you dare to come, I will yell you indecently! Let everyone in your hospital know what kind of person you are!"

She only took off her underwear, but she was still not satisfied: "Don't wear it! Don't wear it!"

Zhao An gasped his teeth, but when he saw his face look serious, he had to take off the rest, but she kept her hands on her chest and her cheeks were a little red.

Mu Qing saw her naked appearance, the scorpion suddenly darkened, and the breathing was slightly messy.

It’s strange that he doesn’t know how many women’s bodies he’ve seen, how many women have been examined, but he’s never had the urge to do that.

Only Zhao Anan, he has seen her many times, even has to go through her many times, and now see her body, there will still be a strong reaction.

Mu Qing forced herself not to think about her beauty, and reached out and squeezed on Zhao Anan's chest.

Zhao Anan immediately screamed: "Wooden bastard, what are you doing! You play tricks | Hey!"

Wood Qingdun was covered with black lines.

Can she not shout so loudly? I am afraid that others do not know what they are doing inside!

"Shut up, don't move! I press your chest, tell me where it hurts."

"I am a child|There is a problem with the palace, and there is no problem with my chest. What do you press on my chest!"

"I said, these are routine checks. Don't shout, lie down! Others come to do these checks. No one shouts like this. You are honest, don't influence my judgment."

Mu Qing said, his fingers began to force on Zhao Anan's chest.

Although Zhao Anan is not convinced, he does not know whether this is a routine inspection.

What she is thinking now is, is it that Mu Qing often wants to massage other women like this?

This is too much too... fragrant!

Zhao An’an’s heart was sour, and he blurted out: “How many women did you give to your chest?”

Mu Qinglian did not lift the eyelids, and said casually: "The number is too early, thousands of thousands."

Zhao Anan stunned: "So much!"

Mu Qing’s faint “hmm”, his eyes staring at Zhao An’an, only felt that his blood was boiling.

This can be done, when he checks for others, he is quite normal!

He simply didn't look at it, only pressed his hands and kept asking, "Is it hurting?"

After pressing the left chest, Mu Qing picked up the pen and bowed down to record the situation.

Zhao Anan looked at his own clear fingerprints on his chest, and looked at the way Zhu Qing looked down seriously. He couldn’t help wondering if he was a gentleman’s belly.

Her heart was slightly uneasy. Since Mu Qing had seen so many women's bodies and touched so many women's bodies, wouldn't it be different? Still, he touched too much, and has already numb the woman's body?

Then will he be numb to her?

Zhao Anan guessed in his own heart that Mu Qing had begun to press her right chest.

When I pressed to a certain point, Zhao Anan suddenly slammed.

Mu Qing asked a little nervous: "What's wrong, Anan? Is it hurting here?"

He said, and pressed again.

Zhao Anan took a sigh of cold air: "pain!"