Raiders TCM Daily

Bai Su feels that today Qingqing is a bit baffled: "Isn't the durian bought outside?"

Yan Qingqing: "If you really love me, you should study how to grow the most delicious durian in the best Feng Shui."

Bai Su understood, he took out his mobile phone, and began to study the map and the corresponding legal documents: "Then wait for me to go to Thailand to buy a mountain."

Yan Qingqing, who wanted to find trouble, but was unknowingly shown off her wealth...

Within 10 minutes, Bai Su put the map in front of Yan Qingqing as if he had just bought a piece of clothing.

Pointing to the places above, he said, "I have contacted my lawyer and plan to buy here, here, here, and these places are all durian-rich places in Thailand. Do you have any other requirements?"

Yan Qingqing dismissed it: "I can't read the map again, hey... I can only make up for it tonight, did you ask the master to send me durian?"

Bai Su: "Now, immediately, immediately."

Yan Qingqing lamented that this service attitude really couldn't be faulted in the slightest!

Yan Qingqing took a deep breath of the smell of snail powder, um, smelly and charming, she poured fried eggs, peanuts, yuba, and sour bamboo shoots into a bowl.

Stir it, take a sip of the soup, and taste it carefully, "Whatever you added here, it feels more spicy than the snail lion noodles outside. It is spicy and refreshing."

Bai Su said proudly, "I checked a lot of information for your bowl of noodles. In the formula of the noodles, kudzu root and cinnamon powder are added. It certainly tastes good."

Yan Qingqing struggled for a second. With such a good boyfriend, she actually thought of buying his Chinese medicine clinic.

But this feeling of guilt only lasted for a second. There was nothing she could do about it. She was now a strong woman with only a career mind!
Within a few minutes, the uncle in the cafeteria brought a durian over. The whole room smelled sour and stinky, the smell of spoiled food overnight.

The uncle held his breath, quickly put the durian down, stayed there for less than a second, gave Bai Su a pitiful, sympathetic look, and quickly left the canteen.

Bai Su couldn't help but support his forehead, propped his right hand on the table, and took a few deep breaths, hoping his nose would quickly adapt to this smell.

Yan Qingqing ate a few more durians and drank a sip of the snail noodle soup. After confirming that she was a little smelly, she turned her eyes to Bai Su.

She poked Bai Su's arm with her index finger.

Bai Su turned to look at her, "What's wrong?"

Yan Qingqing moved her chair closer to him, with a mischievous smile on her lips.

"I see you haven't eaten a bite. Do you think it tastes bad?"

Bai Su shook his head, "No, I'm not hungry."

Yan Qingqing hugged his neck with both hands, and he instinctively hid a little behind.

"Then try it and see if it tastes good."

After finishing speaking, Yan Qingqing leaned forward.

Bai Su understood her intention, lowered his head, and kissed her lightly, then turned his head and said, "Are you full? Can I take you home when you are full?"

Yan Qingqing's face was full of dissatisfaction, "You are not even willing to kiss me now!"

Bai Su looked helpless:...

"I kissed you just now."

Yan Qingqing poked his chest hard with her index finger: "How weak is your excuse?"

"You don't love me anymore, the vows you said before are all fake!"

Bai Su: ...

"Are you not as good today as you were a few days ago, like a cat with a blown hair?"

Yan Qingqing looked confident that I was right: "I am a woman, and women are fickle." Bai Su pressed her head hard, "Since you said so, don't blame me for not knowing how to show mercy!"

After saying that, he touched her lips, like a tornado sweeping through the city, leaving no room.

He didn't let go of her head until her air was taken away by him and her lips were kissed, making them red, moist and moist.

Bai Su tapped her nose with his index finger, "My dear, if I fall into a pit and get pulled out, you have to kiss me like this, remember!"

Yan Qingqing felt that she had been reversed, and said angrily, "No, I don't have such a stupid boyfriend."

Bai Su packed her things and touched her head, "Let's take you home."

Yan Qingqing sat motionless, with an expression on her face that said there was nothing you could do to me.

"I'm too tired today. Let's stay upstairs."

Bai Su's brain spun quickly, "Yan Qingqing, you really want to play with fire today, don't you?"

He sent a message to the person on duty, and then took Yan Qingqing upstairs.

When the two of them arrived, the room had already been cleaned up.

She put the things in the room, and Bai Su was sitting on the chair in the small room, looking at her with probing eyes.

"What kind of medicine are you selling in the gourd today?" Bai Su asked in a hoarse, deep voice.

There was a fascinating smile on the corner of Yan Qingqing's mouth, but her tone was pitiful, "I'll go wash up first, you won't leave me here alone tonight, will you?"

Bai Su remained silent. His right hand moved up unconsciously, trying to unbutton his shirt.

But as if something suddenly occurred to him, his hand paused in the air, then slowly placed it on the table, watching her walk into the bathroom.

Soon, there was the sound of running water in the bathroom.

Drizzling, like little bugs, scratching and scratching on his heart...

He ordered a home delivery service, and then searched the Internet for some small videos.

The sound of running water in the bathroom was still ringing, and he kept walking up and down the room, with some images in his mind that he couldn't get rid of.

Twenty minutes later, the sound of running water in the bathroom stopped, and Bai Su's heart felt like it was in his throat.

His uncontrollable gaze fell to the bathroom door from time to time.

Within a few minutes, the fragrant Yan Qingqing walked out of the bathroom wearing a transparent pink lace pajamas.

She was already good-looking, but at this moment she looked like a hibiscus emerging from water, with glistening drops of water hanging on her fair face.

The pink pajamas seemed to cover her, but also seemed not to cover her. Her slim and graceful figure was looming.

Bai Su swallowed, pulled her into his arms, and rested his head on her shoulder. She was fragrant, like roses with morning dew.

His hand unconsciously hugged her small waist, "You smell so sweet."

A smug smile appeared on the corner of Yan Qingqing's mouth, she buried her head in his chest and asked, "Do you love me?"

Bai Su was unwavering: "Love!"

Her fingers moved to his chest, along the hem of his shirt, searching for his muscle lines, moving up, and finally stopped at his heart.

Circling on his chest, circle after circle, through the shirt, the small cherry red mouth said the most seductive words, "Do you want it?"