My Secretary is a Little Sweet

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Mu Qing has been waiting for Zhao Anan in the office for more than an hour. Since Zhao Anan entered the hospital, he has been standing by the window and staring at her.

Seeing her refreshing dress and youthful like a little girl next door, Mu Qing only felt that she was also relaxed.

Waiting for nearly ten minutes, the door knocked "Tuk Tuk Tuk" outside.

When did this girl turn her temper, she actually knew it was knocking!

Didn't she just break in directly like a gust of wind before?

Mu Qing walked gently to the door and waited, her lips showed a hint of nonchalant smile, that is, she didn't say "please come in".

Zhao An'an banged hard twice outside, but there was still no sound inside, she could not help being suspicious.

Isn't it?

No, today I have made an appointment to do a drug immunity test. Does Mu Qing forget?

She couldn't wait any longer and pulled in the door and went inside.

As a result, as soon as she opened the door, she immediately fell into a hug with a hint of medicine.

Mu Qing hugged her with one hand, closed the door with one hand, and smiled lowly: "Good luck today, just opened the door and someone came to give him a hug!"

Zhao Anan shoved him away and said lukewarmly: "Dr. Mu, I came to see the doctor today. If you want to play tricks | rogue, it is better to find your other patients. I will not accompany you!"

Mu Qing touched her chin, thoughtfully: "Oh, where am I the doctor today! I will do routine examinations at that time, you can't refuse."

Zhao An'an actually pushed him away and regretted it. She was just a subconscious action. Before Mu Qing hugged her like this, she usually pushed him away and never had any attachment.

But after pushing Mu Qing away today, she felt empty in her heart, and seemed to be reluctant to embrace the warmth and faint fragrance of his arms.

But she couldn't hold her face again, and then rubbed his arms.

"Normal inspection only, 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 is the inspection, right here?"

Mu Qing raised her eyebrows: "So you can't wait so much. Of course the inspection can't be here, let's go, I will take you to the examination room."

Zhao Anan followed behind him indifferently. The two entered the examination room one after the other, and Mu Qing locked the door with ease.

Zhao An'an also didn't pay attention, all her attention was attracted by those instruments.

Mu Qing turned on all the instruments and left Zhao Anan on a small bed.

He came up with such an excuse to inject Zhao Anan with follicle-stimulating hormone, and then waited for the egg cells to mature before taking them out. In fact, it was not exactly an excuse.

He just can make a detailed analysis of Zhao Anan's physical condition. In the future, if her condition recurs, then she can be given the most appropriate amount of medicine according to her physical condition, otherwise the amount of medicine will be ineffective and the amount of medicine will be large. It is easy to damage her body.

Mu Qing has done everything he can for Zhao An'an, and he has broken his heart.

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

Zhao Anan's eyes widened: "What? Undress? Isn't it a drug test? What to undress!"

"Am I a doctor or are you a doctor? Let you take it off, take it off, where have you seen me?"

Zhao Anan pouted: "If you take it off, if you dare to mess up, I will yell at you for being impolite! Let everyone in your hospital know what kind of person you are!"

She only took off underwear and panties, but Mu Qing was still dissatisfied: "Be naked! No one is allowed to wear!"

Zhao Anan gritted his teeth angrily, but when he saw his serious face, 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 bare skin, her eyes suddenly darkened, and her breathing was slightly chaotic.

It's really strange that he didn't know how many women's bodies he had seen and how many women had been examined, but he never had the urge to do that to other women.

Only Zhao Anan, who has clearly seen her many times, even had to pass her many times, and now seeing her body again, there will still be a strong reaction.

Mu Qing forced herself not to think about her beauty, reaching out and kneading and pressing on Zhao An'an's chest.

Zhao Anan immediately screamed: "Wood bastard, what are you doing! You are tricking|rogue!"

Mu Qing immediately covered her face with black lines.

Can she not shout so loudly? I'm afraid others don't know what they are doing now, right?

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

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

"I have said that these are routine inspections, don't shout, lie down! Other people come to do these inspections too, none of them shout so loudly, you can be honest, don't affect my judgment."

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

Although Zhao An'an was not convinced, he did not know whether this was a routine inspection.

What she thinks now is, does Mu Qing often have to massage **** like this for other women|

This is too...sweet!

Zhao An'an was sore in his heart, he blurted out: "How many women have you pressed your chest?"

Mu Qing didn't even lift her eyelids, and said casually: "It's not long to come, it's thousands and thousands."

Zhao Anan was dumbfounded: "So much!"

Mu Qing let out a faint "huh" and stared at Zhao An'an, only to feel that all his blood was boiling.

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

He didn't even look at it, just pressed it with his hands, and then kept asking "Does it hurt here?"

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

Zhao Anan looked at the clear fingerprints one by one on his chest, and then looked at Mu Qing's head down to record carefully. He couldn't help wondering whether he was the gentleman's belly with the heart of a villain.

She was a little uneasy in her heart. Since Mu Qing had seen so many women's bodies and touched so many women's bodies, wouldn't it be strange? Or did he touch too much and already numb the woman's body?

Will he be numb to her?

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

When pressed to a certain point, Zhao Anan suddenly "Ouch".

Mu Qing asked nervously: "What's wrong, An'an? Does it hurt here?"

He said, and pressed again.

Zhao Anan took a sigh of air, "Hi!"