So You’re Such A Doctor Song

"Who wants to practice with you?" Jiang Duoyao stumbled with a small fist, his body burning for a while.

Yan Molun smiled lowly. She was really a woman with a bad heart. She suddenly wanted to call and ask Song Chuyi, a woman with a bad heart. How did he catch up with Chang Qing?

"Well, since you like to walk, then you slowly go away. I prefer to see the scenery right away and see far away." Yan Mo Lun got back on Malaysia, but he deliberately pulled off the stable to signal the horse to go slowly. Point, but despite that, Jiang Duoyao was still a little bit aggrieved, and it was strange to take a walk with a horse, and the scenery was really far away. She secretly squinted Yan Molun, but he didn't look at him, and Is playing with a mobile phone.

She felt a little stuffy in her heart.

Yan Molun is texting Song Chuyi, he is a person who likes to act immediately, plus there is a signal here.

Song Chuyi is probably relaxed and quick: Are you sure she is right and wrong, not dislike you?

Yan Molun frowned, and returned: You thought I was Shao Bin.

Song Chuyi: I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't help you with this issue. My wife doesn't look different. On the contrary, she is very thick-skinned and pretentious.

The corner of Yan Molun's mouth looked deep.

Jiang Duoyao glared at him again, and did not know who he was texting. He laughed so happily that he would not be a rare woman outside.

Yan Molun put her phone away and finally looked down at her, "Are you sure you don't want to come up?"

"Don't," she put aside her face, but she would consider it if he begged to go up.

"Well, I want to go to the hillside to see the prospects. If you walk, it must be too late this afternoon. Then you go slowly, I will go there first", Yan Molun yelled "driving", horse He ran away suddenly.

Jiang Duoyao was too late to react. The horse was already running towards the hillside in front. She was a little dumbfounded and turned back. She couldn't believe that Yan Molun left her like this, and stomped angrily. Sorry to shout out and want to go up again.

But she was so angry that she cursed Yan Molun a few times. This stupid man did not leave her alone and ran to the hillside to see the scenery.

It was abominable, and she was not afraid of her danger.

The hillside looked close, but it was actually very far away, several kilometers away. Jiang Duoyao was definitely afraid to walk, and he could only walk slowly on the grass, and did not want to go to the Tibetans who were racing. Great cooked.

But the grass is endless, no matter how far Yan Mo Lun runs, she can still see the black figure slowly riding the hillside.

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She walked on the prairie for more than half an hour before Yan Molun rode over to find her.

She lowered her head and glanced to the other side, just not looking at him.

Yan Molun immediately condescended to say, "It turns out that the scenery on the hillside is more beautiful".

"I'm not interested in the scenery at all," Jiang Duoyao hummed and looked away from him.

Yan Molun watched for a while, stepped on the stables, and lifted her up onto the horse's back.

She caught off guard and was lifted up high by him like a baby. She was scared and screamed, but he had a strong arm, and after holding her firmly on his horse, he climbed up with his two arms crossed Under her armpit, in her ear, she said lowly, "It doesn't matter if you're not interested, but I want to take you to see it again. The scenery without you just seems to have a little taste."

His voice was against her auricle, a deep husky and confusion in her deep voice, and her heart skipped a few beats, biting her lower lip secretly.

This stinky man came to confuse her again, and did not take the high and cold route well. It was really annoying to have to say something so charming.

Yan Molun watched her stop talking, so she rode the horse and ran the hillside again. The horse only reached the mountainside, but it was enough to see the grassland on the other side. Cattle and sheep, nomadic tents, blue sky and white clouds, blue sky.

Jiang Duoyao looked at those cows and sheep obsessively, it was so cute, especially those sheep, and eating grass was very interesting.

When Yan Molun saw that she liked it, she let the horse go to those cows and sheep. The cows and sheep seemed to be afraid of strangers and scattered away.

"Don't chase it, it's good to just look at it this way," Jiang Duoyao leaned forward, lying on his horse's head, looking at the cute look of a recent sheep grazing.

Yan Molun didn't bother her, she silently jumped off the horse, and quietly smoked two cigarettes beside her, let the horse eat some grass, and then re-entered, "Let's go back".

Jiang Duoyao nodded, forgetting that he was still angry.

Back to the place where the horse was racing, a lot of people were gone, Yan Molun returned the horse, and the two drove back to school.

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It was a few hours away, and Jiang Duoyao was a bit tired before playing on the grassland. He fell asleep soon after getting on the bus.

I have been sleeping for more than three hours and woke up, basically two-thirds of the journey. It ’s not clear when it ’s dark outside. The man driving in front still maintains his serious and rigorous posture. Dou Yao remembers that she was asleep He was in the same position before, and still looks like this when he fell asleep, and a little guilt suddenly rose in his heart, but in fact he was not easy.

Think about it, handing over a bottle of mineral water, "I'm not thirsty, should I drink some water?"

Yan Molun looked back at her in amazement, and she shuddered her neck, "Did you take me to take off the thread?"

"No need," he laughed, and went back to drive, "that kiss is enough."

That kiss.

Jiang Duoyao shrunk back to the back seat again, silently.

After driving for another half an hour, the car stopped on the mountainside, and she slowly walked down.

Yan Molun carried something bought in town on her back, turned on the flashlight, and came forward to suddenly hold her hand.

"What are you doing"? She was startled and wanted to shake off, his hands clenched tightly like kraft sugar.

"It cools down at night to help you warm up", his handsome face is hidden in the dim, his tone is very calm and taken for granted, "and the road is not easy to walk at night, lest you fall."

"I don't want it," Jiang Duoyao writhfully wanted to withdraw, "you just want to hold my hand and take advantage of me."

There was a smile in Yan Molun's deep eyes, "You're right, I just want to hold your hand, what I just said is just an excuse, why do you say it?"

Jiang Duoya's face turned hot.

I didn't expect him to answer so straightforward.

But how could she refute it, but he didn't seem to give her a chance and took her forward.

She was moving mechanically. Maybe people were walking away. They took a few steps, stumbling to a stone below, and leaned forward, but instead of falling to the ground, they bumped his face on his lower abdomen. One of her He just hugged a thigh tightly by the hand he was holding, afraid to keep slipping.

Yan Molun looked down at the woman whose face was buried on her waist. Her face was black and her voice was dark. "You are curious about my size now, do you want to see clearly?"

Jiang Duoyao froze and looked back, and found where her chin was facing, and where she was holding her hand. She stayed awake, stood up in a hurry, her face was almost hot, "Yan Molun You are too shy, haven't you seen that I almost wrestled just now? "

"I also said that I don't want to hold you. If I hadn't held you just now, I guess you've already lost your face," Yan Molun said, holding her lips lightly.

Jiang Duoyao bit his lip in a bad mood, "just because you hold me and make me too nervous."

"Don't push the responsibility on me, it's your own carelessness", Yan Molun lifted and held her hand, and said, "Besides, this kind of thing is just a habit."

"Who wants to get used to it?" Jiang Duoya blushed.

Yan Molun shook her head unconsciously, "You just have different opinions, in fact, sometimes you should be like Changqing Xuexue."

"She," Jiang Duoyao snorted. "She and I were half a catty."

"Her emotional intelligence is much higher than you," Yan Molun said lightly.

"No," Jiang Duoyao froze slightly.

Yan Molun smiled and shook her head. She is still a good friend for so many years and still has no idea about the other party.

Jiang Duoyao was so depressed that she even said that her emotional intelligence wasn't as high as Chang Qing's. Huh, she still had a relationship with the university. Although it didn't take long for them to break up, she also held a small hand, but Chang Qing encountered Song Chuyi I haven't talked about love before.

Thinking of holding hands, she couldn't help but pinch the little hand that Yan Molun held in her hand, not the kind of cross-finger grip, he completely wrapped himself, just like the kiss on the prairie, but also by him Wrapped up.

She started to think again, without paying any attention to her feet. This time, she bumped directly into the bag behind Yan Molun.

He turned back again, looking at her embarrassed, and sighed, "I now have reason to suspect that you are intentional, do you think that holding your hand is not enough for me to hold you?"

"No, I am thinking about things." Jiang Duoyao also annoyed himself that people are not good, "Who wants you to hold me."

"You can think that way," Yan Molun said calmly, "hold hands, hug again, step by step, don't be rushed."

Jiang Duoyao's eyes widened and he was embarrassed and speechless. "I don't want to be in a hurry, Yan Molun, you are too hypocritical. Then what happened to you kissing me in the afternoon, the kiss should be after the hug."