Black Bellied President Dotes on Wife

Mu Qing immediately swept her with a sophisticated instrument, and then relieved her breath and comforted her: "Nothing, some hyperplasia, it doesn't matter."

Although he kissed her two groups softly countless times, it was the first time that such a careful inspection was made.

Checking Zhao Anan and checking with other women are two concepts.

When Zhao Anan shouted, he felt pain in his heart, fearing that there would be some hidden illnesses in her place.

Mu Qing patiently examined Zhao An'an's body. When it was time to check her privacy, Zhao Anan felt quite uncomfortable.

"I don't check it! You let go!"

Mu Qing’s voice was slightly hoarse and unquestionably refused: “No, I haven’t checked it yet, don’t move!”

God knows that this is definitely a torture for him!

"You play tricks | Hey! You take advantage of me!" Zhao Anan whispered to him.

Mu Qing couldn't help but smile: "I really want to take advantage of you, but also use gloves? I am just a doctor, Missy, don't you think about it?"

Zhao Anan's cheeks were covered with red blush, and his tossed breath was short of breath, an unbearable appearance.

She gritted her teeth and said: "Hurry up!"

Mu Qing deliberately misinterpreted her meaning: "Do you want to be faster? How fast?"

Zhao An’s angry foot was on his shoulder.

Mu Qing smiled and grabbed her thin, slim calf and screamed at her in a gentle tone: "Be obedient, don't make trouble, just a little while."

Zhao Anan did not make any more trouble, but his face was getting redder.

She didn't know if Mu Qing was deliberate, and she almost made a noise.

After the manual inspection, Mu Qing did not feel at ease, and checked it again with the instrument, and then carefully recorded all the data, ready to compare with the data in the future.

Until the end, Mu Qing gave Zhao Anan the promotion of follicle growth hormone. He has already calculated Zhao Anan's official holiday. It should come this afternoon or tomorrow. At this time, the injection effect is the best.

Zhao Anan looked at him with some confusion: "Why do you still have an injection?"

She shrank in the small bed, looked at him with a pair of bright scorpions, and she was soft and couldn't help but bow her head.

"Do the test, don't worry, just hit it once a month, probably need to play three times. After the needle is finished, remember to tell me where it is uncomfortable."

Zhao Anan nodded and said, "Oh."

She doesn't like injections very much, but she is not afraid of pain, but she hates the feeling of being needled and injected with drugs.

In the past, when chemotherapy was used, it would be kept on the back. The back of the hand was all needle-eyes and bruises. She could not sleep with her pain.

However, since it is used for medical treatment, she will endure it if she does not like it.

In this regard, she is not an emotional woman.

"Every two days in the future, I will record the detailed data of your body and make a form for analysis."

So fooling Zhao Anan, Mu Qing is somewhat guilty.

It’s true that Zhao An’an’s incompetent disappointment today is not too irritating, and his heart is even more embarrassing.

Zhao Anan heard that he could come once every two days, and he was very happy. He still had no injections and no injections.

You don't have to be at home every day, you can make a few words with Mu Qing, how happy it is!

When she saw Mu Qing, she forgot all the unpleasant things before, and only had him in her heart.

She can also feel that Mu Qing has not been angry for a long time. He used to be like this. If she did something wrong, Mu Qingding would be angry for a while, no more than one day, she would definitely go to her and would go first. Look at her.

The characters of the two of them are very similar. They are people who don't care about and don't like to avenge their hatred. Happy things will be remembered, and unhappy things will soon be forgotten.

When Zhao Anan undressed, it was quite neat, and when he wore clothes, he was grinding.

I have already done the check, and the needle has also been hit. She can't continue to stay here.

But when you wear it again, the clothes are also worn.

Mu Qing is closing those instruments and equipment, seeing her dressing out, pulling her and pulling her into her arms: "Where are you going? Don't leave, wait for me!"

Although Zhao Anan does not want to leave, she really has to go.

She has become more and more contradictory.

She couldn't do without Mu Qing, but she was afraid that she would die if she accidentally accidentally, and she would like to have a good time.

"I am going home."

Zhao Anan whispered a sentence, and then wanted to break away from the embrace of Mu Qing.

Mu Qing is not easy to see her, where can be so easy to let her go.

He held Zhao Anan's wrist with one hand, and the other hand packed up the information recorded today, stuffed it into a brown paper bag, and then held Zhao Anan with one hand in a paper bag: "Open the door, let's go."

Zhao Anan couldn't get rid of it, so he had to go out with him.

This information Mu Qing did not put in the hospital, but took the information on the car. These materials record Zhao Anan's private data, he does not want others to see.

Of course, Zhao Anan was also stuffed into the car by him. The Rolls-Royce of Zhao’s family was directly rushed back to Zhao’s home by Mu Qing.

Zhao Anan is very dissatisfied: "You drove my driver away, and who sent me home when I arrived! I have no money to take a taxi!"

Mu Qing sat in the driver's seat, carefully attached Zhaoanan to his seat belt, bowed his head and kissed her nose, and then threw out his wallet and threw it to her: "Let's just spend it! In addition, send you home and have me, want What the driver does!"

Zhao Anan now sees the money and takes the stars. She grabs the wooden wallet and opens it. There is a big red banknote in it!

She happily laughed and patted Mu Qing’s shoulder and said: "You are more active than the Zheng Jing guy! He is stingy, every time I have to grab the money to give me the money!"

Mu Qing is speechless.

Can Zheng Jing compare with him?

Mu Qing’s belly in his heart: Zheng Jing gave you money to help you with Shangguan’s acting. Where is he really giving you money, and the money for you is still reimbursed for him!

He turned to look at the appearance of Zhao An's joyful money, and he couldn't help but be a little funny.

Stupid girl, I am happy to give you some money. Thanks to Zhao Jiafu’s oil, if Zhao has no money, she will not steal the money.

Mu Qing drove the car to the supermarket, and Zhao Anan had been sitting in the passenger seat to count the money.

There are more than 3,000 yuan in the wooden wallet, which can make Zhao Anan feel bad. She counted several times and determined that it was 3,752 pieces.

Then, she put all the more than 3,000 yuan into her own bag, put the one-dollar coin back into the wooden wallet and threw it to him: "Okay, that one is rewarding you!"