What work is done, and when you are fresh, you will be tired and boring.

Chen is not, his fresh energy will never pass, you think, there are thousands of people in the world, and the birds are thousands of birds, just like there are not two identical leaves, the birds also have their own Ugly, each has its own beauty.

It’s a pity, Chen and the afternoon, in the afternoon, I haven’t seen a beautiful, not a well-developed melon, cracked jujube, which is sick. I haven’t touched it and cried. If the position is not right, it’s a must, clothes. It can be wet, and he has a dim sum to hurt his eyes and hands.

But it doesn't matter, in terms of the number of people watching each day, there will be sooner or later.

At that time, hehehe, Chen’s heart is called a beauty, and it’s sour.

The door opened and closed again and again. The patients came and went one by one. Chen’s disposable gloves were filled with rubbish.

He went to the bathroom and found that the outside clinics were very busy, and the waiting places were noisy.

A nurse passed by, "Doctor Chen."

Chen nodded again. "How many more are there?"

The nurse said, "Ten twenty."

Chen oh, oh, let's go, there are more than a dozen, and there will be tomorrow.

Get the last patient, Chen Yizhen is in the chair, full of birds are birds, shaking birds are everywhere, he needs a person to calm down, or when you eat later, it is very likely to ask without thinking Can the master of the canteen "have a bird?"

He is a handsome sea turtle, and the image is still necessary.

Dr. Zhou came knocking at the door, holding a teacup in his hand. "Doctor Chen, are you going?"

"Go and go."

Chen took off his white coat and put on the gray coat on the chair, took the phone and the key out.

In late autumn, the temperature in the evening is much lower than in the daytime. When the wind is cool, when it is on the face, it is like a hand that has just been taken out of the water. It feels like a goose bump.

Chen made a cold war and felt that it was necessary to add a piece of clothing to him tomorrow. He asked as he walked. "Doctor Zhou, what do you feel about the thing every day?"

Dr. Zhou said, "Get used to it. That stuff is in my eyes, no different from the hands and feet."

He turned his head and turned, "What, Dr. Chen has other feelings?"

Chen’s face is not red and does not jump. “How come, that thing is in my eyes, it’s a pendant.”

However, if he is seen to be beautiful, he will not be able to touch for a few minutes, carefully and smoothly, and can relive for many days.

"Pendant? This describes... it’s really relevant."

Dr. Zhou laughed, he was fat, and the flesh of his smile was shaking, and he couldn’t.

Chen saw that people almost stepped on the bushes and hurry to pull. "Doctor Zhou, look at the road."

Dr. Zhou smiled and sighed. Without a word, he floated out directly. "Doctor Chen, I didn't think you were so funny before. Really, I found that you are pleasing to the eye today."

Chen did not have any emotions. He said with a smile, "Is it? It may be that the sun is so beautiful today."

Dr. Zhou thought that the other party would face his face. He thought more, and he couldn’t help but look at his roommate. If he came back from abroad, maybe his brain is different from ordinary people? All of a sudden, from the unconventional high-level guy to the grounded gas of the next brother.

"Doctor Chen, I am sometimes a straightforward person. If there is anything unintentional offense, you can tell me."

Chen added, "No, I think Dr. Zhou is very good and very kind. After I did not do anything in the future, I would like to ask Dr. Zhou to give more advice."

Dr. Zhou patted him on the shoulder. "Everyone is a colleague, talk about what to teach, and I am older than you."

Halfway, there were a few young nurses. They talked and laughed with Dr. Zhou. They occasionally used their eyes to sneak a peek at Chen. They wanted to look at them and they were embarrassed.

Chen also has a standard of hardware in all aspects of the body, long legs, thin waist, hips, handsome.

When he went to the bathroom during the day, he looked at himself in the mirror, and it was hard to make a small one. It was an objective evaluation of the body.

In all departments of the hospital, talking about the length of the leg, the first book, he ranked second.

Chen put his hand in his pocket and looked at several nurses handsomely. When they left, they said to Dr. Zhou, "It's very cute."

Dr. Zhou said, "Alright, there are more beautiful women in the surgery, especially the director of the Department of Health, Dr. Chen, you did not pay attention?"

Chen said no, "You talk about it."

Dr. Zhou changed his face. "I am not familiar with the director."

Chen rolled his eyes again, you are really boring, and talking half is the most annoying.

Dr. Zhou is a person who doesn't like to do things. He can't wait for big things to happen. It's even more impossible for him to get into the upper body. It's also a way to dig for himself. Unwise move.

Not long after, Chen knew what he wanted to know, not listening to his ears, but looking at his eyes.

Three people came out of the hospital building on the left, and the script was in the middle. On the left was the deputy director, and on the right was his intern.

Chen’s line of sight was on the legs of the three men, which were thick and short, and they were long and straight.

He just hurriedly glimpsed, knowing that the girl's facial features on the side of the book was deep, stunning, and properly beautiful, really higher than the few nurses.

Dr. Zhou said, "The one who is similar to Dr. Chen is also working abroad. It is two months before you come here. It is the famous name of the director. It is said that when she comes, Lao Liu must put resources well. Struggling to get underneath, but people insisted on following the director, and later the dean came forward, and this matter was settled."

Chen snorted and said, "The value of Director Yan is indeed very high. I saw that he is even better than that."

Dr. Zhou’s face changed. “This is not what I said!”

Chen didn't understand why the other party was so nervous, for fear of carrying it back to the pots and pans. "Can't you say?"

Dr. Zhou tried to stop and said, and finally said, "The director does not like others to talk about his looks. You should pay attention later, don't say."

Chen can't understand, the kind of feeling that beauty is sad.

After chatting about it, Chen’s appetite was not bad. He ate the bowl noodles and bought a pound of quail eggs to go to the place where he lived.

There are two dormitory buildings in the hospital, one for the workers and one for the interns and fellows.

Chen and Dr. Zhou have a dormitory. On the third floor, the space inside is OK, the equipment is there, the sanitation environment is so sloppy, and the dormitory is not too high.

The two beds are discharged together. On the left is Dr. Zhou. The quilts on the bed are stacked neatly. There is a pot of green radish hanging on the wall. The green and green leaves of the leaves hang down and are dragged to the ground. It is.

The bed on the right is the original owner. The blue and white striped quilt is in the corner of the quilt. In addition to some information on the bed, there are half a bottle of black tea and several biscuit bags.

Chen also grinned, this turtle is going out the door is the tall and handsome man who shows his nose, and the door is a small hanging wire.

Dr. Zhou drifted over. "There is a sentence I want to tell you on the day you live in. The dormitory is awkward. If you eat something, you will not be cleaned up. You must have smelled it."

He coughed. "I got up in the bathroom last night and saw a donkey crawling up and down your bed."

"..."

Chen and his brain filled his bed and lie in bed. When the light was off, Dad took his wife and children out for food. He danced on his face and couldn’t see it. He asked Dr. Zhou, "Is there medicine?"

Dr. Zhou did not respond, "What medicine?"

Chen added, "Pill medicine."

Dr. Zhou said, "Buy is bought, it seems that it is useless. There is also a door next door. Every day, we will go to our door."

Chen didn't want to talk anymore.

He opened the quilt and shook his head against the ground. The good guys, they all raised a bunch of messy things, too dirty.

When he reached the small corpse on the bed||body, Chen was born with no love.

“Is the original owner not living abroad for many years? How can I accept the same bed with my sister?”

The system said, "In the original Lord, scientific research is the first, other does not matter."

Chen took a pumping mouth. He was incomprehensible and ignorant. He was very sad when he was young, so he said, people can work hard, they can go up, but they can't fight too much. Health is the most important thing.

Beyond the limit, not only will it succeed, but it will also die.

Chen pulled off the sheets and sheets, and found another set of the original master in the cupboard. According to the memory of the original master, he had already found a good house, ready to move out, not for comfort, but for a better look. Information, do topics, engage in research.

The doctor on the side of Zhou was more and more surprised. The boy suddenly opened his mouth and his hands and feet were very good.

"Dr. Chen, you will have a rest tomorrow afternoon, and you can pick it up slowly. It’s not too early."

"Nothing, I am full, just in time for activities."

In fact, Chen didn't want to move at all. He had a lot of dust in his nose. He couldn't breathe. He could bear it for a good night's sleep.

Nearly an hour later, Chen finally stopped. He threw the throw away. The washing was thrown in the washing machine. He sat in a chair and peeled the eggs. He did not forget to ask Dr. Zhou if he wanted to.

Dr. Zhou hasn't talked yet. The phone at the bedside is ringing. It was called by his girlfriend. He took his mobile phone and went back to the door. He went to the rooftop to call the porridge.

Chen ate ten more quail eggs, burned a pot of water, took the mop to the bathroom and dragged the floor tiles, and the people had not returned.

That porridge has a pot, right?

Chen put the information on it, brushed the phone on the trampoline, watched the news, entertained gossip, and went to the forum. The phone is good. If there is no memory of the original owner, he will not use it for a while.

I don't know how long it took, Dr. Zhou came back.

Chen casually turned his head and looked at it. The human eyes were red and the nose was red. He turned and asked, "What?"

Dr. Zhou wiped his face and made a dumb voice from his throat. "Divided."

Chen and Yan, he quickly lost his mobile phone and listened to the story on the bed.

Dr. Zhou asked Chen Youjie not to mind that he smoked cigarettes.

Chen said that he didn't mind.

Dr. Zhou ordered a cigarette and took a sip on his shoulder. He felt that his chubby face was thin and thin. "At the time, we were college students. She was a very smart and very thoughtful girl."

Chen scratched his back and had a good idea. It was a double-edged sword. If you accidentally, you will hurt your hand.

Dr. Zhou said, "She will give me a lot of help in the profession. I think she is the most expensive and best gift that God gave me. After graduation, she obeyed the arrangements at home and went abroad for further study. I am at I have been working here, and we have been very good these years."

Chen Youxin said, maybe you are unilaterally thinking? Love in a different place is hard, he remembers the sad story of more than three hours of a buddy in the dormitory.

The distance between the buddy and his girlfriend’s school is more than three hours on the high-speed rail. It’s not too far to say. In the end, it’s not spurred for a semester, because the girlfriend’s empathy.

How miserable, they talked from high school, escaped the terrible curse of graduation, or parted ways, and it was particularly ugly.

Later, when the buddies were depressed, they caught the show who was in front of him, and they couldn’t control it. It was almost abolished.

Dr. Zhou is a bit incoherent. He wants to find someone to talk about his depression and anger. "The original plan was that she came back at the end of this year, but she is pregnant now."

Chen blurted out. "Congratulations, you have to be a father."

When he finished this sentence, he realized that what was wrong. When he discovered Dr. Zhou’s face, he knew how mentally retarded he was.

Really.

Fuck, people are not in a country, can't they be a submunition to cross the ocean and engage in remote?

Chen's skin is hot. "Sorry, Dr. Zhou, I didn't mean it."

It’s okay for Dr. Zhou to swing his hand. "Doctor Chen, can you let me alone?"

Chen added, "Yes, then I go out for a walk, you, you drink some water, then take a shower and lie down."

He grabbed his phone in his pocket and put on his coat to go out.

Putting the dormitory behind him, Chen went on a stopless goal, and the emergency room was busy. He would maintain that state. He pouted, doctors and nurses were not easy.

After walking for a while in the hospital, Chen went out to the door and went to a supermarket not far from nearby.

When I went in and pushed the blue car and put a bag of Wang Zhongwang ham into the car, Chen thought of a very serious matter. He didn’t have a penny for a few pockets, and there were more serious ones. Alipay WeChat payment.

The head hurts.

Chen looked at the snacks on the shelf, and then looked at the ham in the car. He was very upset and choked to find the system. "444, can you lend me some money? I will return you and return interest, really. You borrow me a hundred, I can pay you one hundred and one hair."

"..." The system said, "There is no such feature."

Chen is desperate, "When I didn't say it."

He took the ham in his heart and put it back on the shelf. He was about to push the trolley to the original place and saw a straight figure.

When Chen returned to God, others had already pushed the car and stood in front of the man. "Hey, director, so clever."

The book didn't mention the basket, nor the cart. He put both hands in his pockets. It wasn't like buying things, but it was a supermarket, not an amusement park. Who would buy it if you didn't buy it.

It’s weird.

Chen saw the man stop in front of a row of chicken feet, so he went up and said, "Friends are delicious, very delicious, and other brands are common."

The book was turned a deaf ear, and he took one hand out of his pocket, lazily and sexyly passing a few black broken hairs in front of his forehead.

Chen also involuntarily went to see the man's hand, the joints were distinct, the slender length was even, the nails were very clean, and the fingertips were light colors and pleasing to the eye.

If the hand controls to see this hand, it will definitely scream.

He is not a hand-controlled, only a brain-filling man who uses this hand to go to the cage to catch a bird.

Oops, it’s very exciting to think of it.

Chen opened a small gap, the man is still watching the chicken feet, he is curious, is it that the world in your eyes is different, the chicken feet in your eyes are not the same?

"Hey, what, that's the way, I am going out, I forgot to bring money, can you lend me some money? I live in 302, live in a dormitory with Dr. Zhou, you still don't worry, you can join me. Back to the dormitory, I took the money back to you."

The man is indifferent and doesn't know what he is thinking.

Chen was unhappy and grinned, ready to go, and a voice rang in his ear. "How much?"

After he stunned, Chen quickly said, "Fifty, one hundred, or one hundred."

He refers to the calculation, it is necessary to buy a bag of milk powder for dozens of times, 50 is not enough flowers, certainly not blink of an eye.

The book took out the wallet. "Dr. Chen often eats this chicken feet?"

Chen stared at the red banknotes in his wallet. There was a big bang. This year, it’s really not much to go out with so much cash, and the quality of the wallet can definitely stand the test. He casually said, “I usually like it. Eat this spicy snack and raise your spirits."

The script gave him a hundred. "Is it better than Dr. Chen to introduce me to several snacks?"

Chen is still dull, "ah?"

The book provokes a smile on the lips. "I have an old friend who likes to eat some miscellaneous snacks. I am happy and I am happy to have a bunch of food."

Chen looked up at the man again, so smiled, his eyes were flying peaches, not wearing white coats, all of them were love||The taste of the veteran, according to his understanding, the other guns have not been played, this is strange.

He went on to say, "Is the old friend of the director who is eating goods?"

The smile on the lips of the script is gentle and fleeting, "Yes."

Chen did not catch it. He looked at the chicken feet on the shelf. "Friends are really good, I often eat, there is guarantee."

The book took ten bags and put them in Chen’s car.

Chen did not care. When he paid the bills, he would have to pay attention to it. He went to a place and said, "This copper gong is delicious."

The book took ten packs.

Chen also said that there is a snack, and ten books are taken.

He looked at the amount, and he couldn't resist it. "Hey, director, there is no activity in the supermarket. If you buy so much, it is not a concession. It is better to wait until Christmas New Year's Day."

The book said, "My old friend is like a mouse. His mouth doesn't stop. He can eat it. It's not enough for him to eat."

Coincidentally, I am also very good at eating. Chen has a little interest in the old friend, but this is not easy to ask. After all, he is not familiar with the script, or do not engage in things. Now it is good to say this.

He didn't expect the script to go on. "My old friend will eat and cook."

Chen’s eyes were awkward and clever.

At the checkout counter, the strollers were full of snacks and drinks, lined up, and they passed by, and they didn't see anyone buying so much.

Chen had originally wanted to buy food. After the recommendation for the script, he gave it to him. When he came out of the supermarket, he thought that the one hundred was still in his pocket.

The book pushed the cart aside, "Doctor Chen, is it convenient for me to mention it?"

Chen said no problem, he mentioned a few big bags, and the rest left for the other party.

Putting things into the trunk of the car, Chen took a breather and took out the money in his pocket. "Hey, director, I won’t buy it tonight, this is for you."

The book passed and said, "The place where I live is not far from here. Does Dr. Chen want to have a drink?"

This is not very good, Chen is jealous of him.

You think, big night, high moon and black wind, lonely men and widows, what can you do? This is a very profound question that is worth exploring.

The script opens the door and sits in the driver's seat. It is already wearing a seat belt. That means you want to drink and get on the bus. You don't want to leave. It is very casual and you don't care.

Chen thought that he had to fix the task and take the value of the evil thought. Such a good opportunity could not be let go. He stooped and sat down in the passenger seat. "I have nothing to do later, I can drink a cup."

The sturdy space is filled with an indescribable atmosphere.

At this moment, the script suddenly leaned sideways, and Chen’s nose was forcibly poured into a faint breath. He held his breath and his eyes widened. What are you doing?

There was a low laugh in the ear, "Safety belt."

Chen is red and red, "Hey."

He put on his seat belt and looked at his nose and nose. Just how he was ridiculed, the information was not shown.

It is also strange to say that the value of the evil thoughts in the script does not know how it came, but it is a perfect score.

Asked the script, "What are the hobbies of Dr. Chen?"

Chen also held the script of the original master. He did not say that he likes to eat junk food to play games and watch birds. He said, "Look at some information, I am working on a topic given by a teacher."

The script turns to the steering wheel, "Is it?"

Chen added, "Yes."

After that, the car was silent and there was no sound.

The book has never been in the dormitory of the hospital. He has his own apartment and drives for ten minutes.

When I got there, Chen helped carry a few bags into the elevator and went upstairs.

The book was changed in the porch, and a pair of slippers were put on the floor from the cabinet above.

Chen’s slippers at the feet are new, pink, and there is a three-dimensional small teddy bear in front of the shoes. “Hey Director, this slipper is so cute.”

In addition to being cute, what else can he say?

The book said, "I bought it for my old friend. I bought more. You can wear it."

Vaguely aware that the man's tone is a bit heavy, may be remembered something unhappy, Chen did not ask, he put his foot in, wearing two steps, very comfortable, unexpected does not exclude.

The remaining light was taken back, and the book put all the bags on the sofa and took off the black windbreaker. "Did doctor Chen have dinner?"

Chen has eaten, but he is hungry now, so this question is not easy to answer.

The book went to the kitchen. "I want the following article. Does Dr. Chen want to come to a bowl?"

Chen is busy saying, "Okay."

As a result, the script put the water in the pot and went to the study.

Chen looked at the calligraphy and painting in the living room, looked at the vase, the red rose, and listened to the sound of the water boiling. He shouted at the study, "Director, the water is open!"

The voice of the script was heard in the study. "Let's go and see, I am getting something here."

Chen was speechless. He went to the kitchen to turn the fire down. When he saw the chopped green onion on the cutting board, he thought about it. He found a dragon's noodle in the cabinet below and made two bowls of onion and noodles.

When the face is good, people will come out.

The book stared at the hot onion oil on the table, and his eyes narrowed. He suddenly smiled. "I looked good. I didn't expect Dr. Chen to have this craft."

Chen also inexplicably hit a cold war. He rubbed his arm, fucked, so cold, wouldn't it be to change the day?

A plate was eaten in a thrilling atmosphere.

The book went to the wine cabinet and took a bottle of red wine and two wine glasses. I had a cup of it and gave Chen a cup.

Chen didn't want to drink anymore. Why, because of the strange smell on the other side, it seems that the red wine in the cup is the blood from which part.

- You drink, you have to die tonight.

For a while, Chen was only able to take a sip and it was very good. He didn’t drink any more. He said he was leaving, and then he didn’t know anything.

The next morning, Chen woke up in bed. Underneath was a soft double bed with a white quilt. This scene, often seen in TV series, is almost always with wine. .

He looked down at himself, his shirt, his pants, and his socks.

Nothing, I am still me.

Chen looked at the room, the area was oversized, and there was a bed, a bedside table, a closet, and nothing else.

There are too few things, and the room is big and flustered.

After doing it for a while in the bed, Chen’s brain was not messed up, and he felt a pain in his chest. He went to check the ruby ​​on his body and he couldn’t say it. He really couldn’t say it.

Ruby doesn't know how many times it is bigger, and it breaks many corners.

Chen grabbed the quilt and slammed it into his arms. He said in a panic, "444, I will help me quickly. What happened to me? Is it not infected?"

The system says, "The area below the eyes is shielded."

Chen Zai, "..."

I don't know if it is an illusion, the system seems very uncomfortable.

He had to look at it himself. Was it a dream last night, dreaming that he was licking soy beans in the scorpion, and he couldn’t keep up, so hard?

It’s too hot...

Chen carefully put the top down, and scraped it a little in the middle. He hurts and **** the cold. It hurts so much. It hurts, fucks, and hurts almost killed his life.

Didn't want to sleep in bed again, Chen went out of bed and sorted out the bed.

The apartment is quiet and the book is not available.

Chen wants to keep a note, but he doesn't find a pen and paper. When he thinks about it, he still sends a message. The number is in the personal information. He has already written it down. If the other person asks, he will say that he is listening to others. As for who else is, say.

After finishing the last period, Chen sent the text message. He took the mobile phone and so on. He did not reply. "Go back to the hospital first. It is not good to be late for work."

Chen has not yet opened the door, and the door has been opened from the outside.

The script went to the hospital in the middle of the night to do an operation. When he came back, he raised his eyes sharply and slammed the cold slag. The tone was questioning, "How come you are here?"

Chen and black asked the face.

Director, you are not a problem, how come you go to sleep, are you lost? “Hey, Director, we met at the supermarket last night. You invited me to have a drink. I can’t drink enough. I drunk after drinking a little.”

"You brought me to the room to sleep, can't you think of it?"

The face of the book is dark and uncertain, his eyes are terrible, "go out."

Chen sprinted and changed his shoes to go.

The book was smashed in the same place for a few moments. He stalked to the living room, saw the snacks on the sofa, and had a splitting headache. He pressed his head to the ground in the next moment and leaned to one side.

After a while, the eyes of the script were stunned, the eyes were scarlet, and the facial expression was terrible.

He lay down for a long time before getting up, sitting on the sofa to unscrew a bottle of Coke, and the violent emotions were calmed down.

In the morning, Chen’s chest hurts. After a while, he checked and checked, and the ruby ​​worn on his body still did not retract.

He was injured, and the bird show couldn't save him any more. Moreover, he was still so ordinary, a group of sick birds, all of them.

Dr. Zhou, who is next door, has just lost love, is half dead, is skeptical about life, and has no thoughts on other things. It is not a bad thing for the patient to make a face.

Chen called him to eat. He said that he had no appetite, his face was sly and decadent, his girlfriend was better with other men, and he was pregnant. The blow was a bit big.

"Long live the loneliness, love is not guilty, who guarantees that someone wakes up to accompany someone..."

Chen also sang his brother and went to eat alone.

In the next few days, Dr. Zhou was a "I am dying" look.

Chen occasionally gave him food, comfort and comfort, but the effect was very small, losing a relationship, before the new feelings were filled, the position was empty and would not adapt.

After that day, Chen could meet the script every day. There were always a few people around him. The one who fixed was the beauty.

It is not surprising that people are surgical attending physicians and professors with a high status.

The strange thing is that the script is indifferent to Chen at the beginning, and soon I don’t know what it is, staring at him with a weird look, then coming towards him, the attitude is earth-shaking, like facing Old friends who have not seen for many years, it does not seem to be.

The next day, repeat in that order.

Is it hard that memory can only be saved for one day, or is it about him? It’s funny.

I don't know what I am playing, I am still playing very hard.

Chen also felt that there was a problem with the target's brain. He couldn't help it. He could only cooperate with it. The other side was cold-eyed. He walked away with interest and smiled at each other. He returned to a bigger smile.

Otherwise, the task progress will not change.

Chen went to the canteen in the west. When he entered, he smelled the smell of stinky tofu. He saw another figure, and he was familiar with it every day.

Not only the script, but also the beauty, there is a bowl of stinky tofu in front of them.

Chen went over and said hello, smiled and said, "Hey, do you like to eat stinky tofu?"

The book squinted and the eyes were cold and dead.

Yes, now is the time to see strangers, Chen turned to take a bowl of stinky tofu, eaten in the upper corner.

Stinky tofu is so fragrant, how delicious it is, not good for this mouth can never be understood.

Chen bitten a piece of food, crunchy, thin, and the taste of the seasoning went in. He satisfied his eyes and felt that life was complete.

The script on the other side didn't eat stinky tofu, he was just watching.

The beauty beside him is eating, and the expression is also a knowledgeable person. In fact, she will not eat at all.

Chen and the old expert saw at a glance that the beauty was bitten into his mouth and ate his favorite food. The joy and happiness from the heart were different from the disguise. He now suspects that the script is stinky. Tofu only makes the beauty follow.

It seems that stinky tofu is not simple, and may involve a period of past years, love and hate.

Chen did not stare at the person. He lowered his head and put the parsley aside. He put one or two of them in the mouth with the tofu and was happy to eat.

There was a sudden more personal at the table. Chen didn’t look up and knew which one. It happened recently. It’s not strange. He finished eating tofu and asked.

The script sat down on the opposite chair and didn't talk, just staring at Chen.

Chen called the system in his heart. "I don't know what happened. The goal seems to be discharging me. I want to talk to me."

The system said, "The illusion."

Chen Han, "I think it is an illusion."

He went to aim again, and the man looked at him with an unclear eye, like the next second would come up with him to a wet to the eyes of the blind man||kiss, also like the next second will be fierce and angry Press him on the table, put the stinky tofu on his face, and let him cry and beg for mercy.

Evil door.

Chen asked the system and said that he didn't know what it was all about. It was always gross.

The system said, "Pray."

Chen Zaizheng how to break the deadlock, the beauty came over, and opened his mouth, the sound is cold, is an iceberg beauty.

How many times did he collide with the script in the past few days, and how many times he bumped into the beauty, so everyone is no stranger, and the introduction of the embarrassment jumped over.

The iceberg beauty said, "Director, you have another operation in the afternoon."

The script did not respond, and the eyes locked Chen. "Dr. Chen did not settle abroad with his parents for many years. Just came back, there is also this thing? I think Dr. Chen seems to like it."

Chen added, "Mr. Jiang is also from abroad, and also likes to eat stinky tofu. Director Zhang can ask her how she likes it."

The script still didn't look away, but the words were said to the beautiful woman. "Little ginger, you talk."

Jiang Meiren said, "I returned to the country and accidentally ate it once. I found that the taste and taste were very good. I began to slowly get to know it, and then I fell in love."

The script asked the youth. "She finished, Dr. Chen, what about you?"

Chen laughed and said, "I am afraid that the director will not believe it. I like to eat this thing in my mother's womb."

The book said, "I believe."

Chen Zai, "..."

This is believed? There is no reason. He is a beautiful woman, and the other side is also in a state of arrogance. It is clear that only intellectual disability can believe.

The book said, "Xiao Jiang, you are going to do communication with the patient."

The communication work has already been done well. Jiang Meiren knows that the other party is supporting herself. She said that she did not know her eyes and turned away.

On the table, Chen and Chen Shu are left.

The eyes of the script are awkward and don’t say a word.

Chen is still frightened. How does it seem that he is not engaged in the goal, is the goal to engage him? Look at this look, have you done it in his clothes?

Personal information does not say that the target likes men, probably the congenital base ||佬.

The script has never spit out a word, or even an expression, like the magic of being sealed. When he got up and walked away, Chen squatted on the table, as if he had experienced a **** shackle.

After a while, Chen joined the table and slowly walked up to the outside of the cafeteria.

Today is a cloudy day, the wind is quite big, the wet pants are blown by the wind, so cold, he let Xiao Chen hold himself tight, don't freeze.

Not long after he left, Chen turned a corner and went to a secluded path. When no one was there, he jumped and warmed up. "Quickly use nunchakus, hip hop..."

He sang and waved his arms and legs. When he was happy, he would dance a few times. He didn't notice a figure not far away.

When I got off work, I came in alone, and Chen didn't look up. "Close the door."

His words just fell, and the door closed.

Chen packed up the table and saw who was sitting across from him. He was shocked. "Hey, how are you here?"

The two-finger stitches of the script are crossed, and the long legs are stacked together. The expression is light. "It's a bit uncomfortable. Come and see Dr. Chen here."

Chen asked a bird expert to ask, "I don't know who is uncomfortable?"

Director Chen’s ink eyebrows are light, “Speaking long.”

Chen put his hands on the table and leaned forward. "You said slowly."