Strongest Worker

He Xiaomiao quickly responded, quickly shrunk his body into a ball and rolled behind the compartment. After a rustle, he Xiaomiao had changed his nurse clothes and walked out slowly from behind the compartment.

"Ready?" Li Qing asked.

Staring at Li Qing's back, he Xiaomiao turned his eyes and opened his mouth slightly. He hurriedly said, "it's not good. You won't turn around if you don't let you turn around later."

Li Qing said faintly, "yes."

Creeping sideways for two steps, he Xiaomiao reached out and copied the hanging bottle on the table in his hand. He gently weighed it. He hated to bite his silver teeth, and he Xiaomiao rushed up.

"Hooligan!" he shouted. He Xiaomiao jumped up high in a grenade throwing posture, and then hit the back of Li Qing's head.

Li Qing felt he qiminrui. The moment he Xiaomiao picked up the bottle, he knew what the great beauty was going to do. Then he suddenly turned around, his head tilted aside, avoided the bottle, and then held he Xiaomiao, who was in mid air like an octopus in his arms.

The bottle fell to the ground and rolled out. Li Qing asked, "who do you say is a hooligan?"

"You rascal!" he Xiaomiao twisted his body in Li Qing's arms, pinched his back with his fingernails, then opened his mouth to his shoulder and bit down.

The strong stimulation and the concave convex and graceful body shape of he Xiaomiao in her arms made Li Qing feel relieved. As soon as she turned back, she pressed he Xiaomiao on the chair and gave him a delicate meal. He Xiaomiao loosened his mouth uncontrollably.

"Well, say I'm a hooligan, then today I'll show you what a hooligan is!" Li Qing gasped, then suddenly lowered her head and held he Xiaomiao's two red lips.

The strength on his hand suddenly loosened, and he Xiaomiao's whole body softened, like a mass of mud.

Li Qing didn't expect he Xiaomiao's reaction to be so big. Shouldn't she be kicking, planing and yelling when she was forced to kiss? I couldn't help but panic. The flame in my heart was weak. Li Qing raised his head and asked with some arrogance: "do you still scold me as a hooligan?"

He Xiaomiao wiped his mouth, wheezed and gasped, and his pretty face turned red: "you are a hooligan, I want to call the police!"

"Then I'm not polite." Li Qing crossed his heart and kissed again. From the corners of his mouth, to his neck, and then to the collarbone under he Xiaomiao's neck, his hands slipped restlessly from his ribs to his waist, and then covered he Xiaomiao's upturned hips. He Xiaomiao's body tightened suddenly, like a cat straightening his waist.

"Woo woo!" he Xiaomiao's eyes were red, and then he began to cry, and his tears trickled down.

Li Qing was most afraid of women crying. At this moment, he was at a loss. He quickly loosened his hand and said at a loss, "sorry, I'm just kidding. Don't take it seriously."

"Are you kidding? You still kiss people and touch them. The first kiss is gone. Sobbing." he Xiaomiao doesn't let go, and his pretty face is crying.

"Er." Li Qing thought that what he had just done was a little too much. He went around in circles. Finally, he gritted his teeth fiercely, picked up the hanging bottle from the ground and gathered it in front of he Xiaomiao.

"Wow!" he Xiaomiao cried even more, shrinking into a ball in the chair: "you still have to hit me."

Li Qing, covered with black lines, stuffed the bottle into he Xiaomiao's hand, and then pointed to his head: "I'm wrong. You knock here, where to relieve your anger, where to knock. I don't dare to fight back?"

He Xiaomiao took the bottle in his hand and made a gesture to Li Qing's head. He sipped his mouth, but still didn't go down. Then he threw the bottle away and cried more happily.

Li Qing's face is almost green. You steal to fight when you don't want to fight, and you don't fight when you want to fight.

A burst of anger hit the top beam. Li Qing reached out and took out his mobile phone from his pocket and handed it to he Xiaomiao: "here, why don't you call the police? Catch me as a hooligan. I beg you not to cry. My head hurts."

As soon as he stretched out his jade hand, he Xiaomiao beat Li Qing's hand back: "wuwuwuwuwu, you kissed someone, and now you dislike me."

"Me." Li Qingmu was stunned. At last, he clenched his teeth and stamped his feet, crossed his heart, simply didn't do anything, put his hands on the armrest of the chair and kissed again.

So this morning was spent with he Xiaomiao's choking and crying.

Inexplicably burped. He Xiaomiao blushed, didn't turn his head, and covered his mouth with his jade hand.

Li Qing stared at the little guy under her and only felt funny. It turned out that the girl was such a lovely little girl with a lot of words and a heavy heart of revenge.

After hesitating for a while, Li Qing said, "well, in fact, I came to apologize today. I'm sorry that day."

With a slight pause, Li Qing said again, "I'm leaving the hospital today. Yanjing has something urgent. I'll come to see you when I have time."

As the sun rises and a new day begins, the hospital is becoming more and more lively. Li Qing goes out of the duty room, takes the door with him, and smiles at the corners of his mouth.

At the moment, there is another girl's phone number in his mobile phone.

Licking his lips, Li Qing thought about the wonderful experience he had just had in the duty room. He felt incredible. If there were not a row of neat tooth marks on his shoulders at the moment, Li Qing would really feel that everything that had happened before was a dream.

"Is she going to stabilize me first and then call the police?" Li Qing murmured in her heart, then turned her head and looked at the interior of the duty room through the window. She was meeting he Xiaomiao and looked at her big smiling eyes.

"Forget it, even if you play tricks, I'll admit it." Li Qing sighed helplessly, waved to the duty room, and then turned and left.

Before walking out of the corridor, the mobile phone shook slightly. When Li Qing pressed the screen, he saw a text message with only a short sentence on it.

"No boy has ever kissed me like this."

Li Qing rolled her eyes, turned around and looked back at the depths of the corridor, then smiled and left.

Walking out of the gate of Zhonghai hospital, Li Qing saw Fang Yong and Lin Qiuqiu waiting there.

"Oh, brother Qing, where have you been? You can't be seen at breakfast." Fang Yong complained.

Li Qing was guilty of being a thief. He smiled and dealt with it casually: "I turned around."

"Here." Lin Qiuqiu handed over a paper bag: "I didn't have breakfast. I specially reserved it for you."

"Thanks, Qiuqiu is good to me. Hug." Li Qing opened her arms with a playful smile. Lin Qiuqiu stretched out her pink tongue, gave Li Qing a white eye and hid to one side.

Fang Yong glanced: "brother Qing, you are flirting with the boss. Will you pay attention to the influence?"

With a slight hum, Li Qing bit the pancake in the paper bag and threw it to Fang Yong with a disdainful look.

"But then again, brother Qing, your injury is also very serious. You've only rested for four or five days. Is it really all right?" Fang Yong asked suddenly with a positive face.

"It's all right. My arms are still a little weak, but it's no big deal." Li Qing smiled casually. This kind of gunshot wound on ordinary people can't move for a month, but it's common for him.

"Well, get in the car," said Lin Qiuqiu. He stretched out his hand and opened the extended Lincoln door. Fang Yong hurried up to pick it up. "President Lin, how can you do this job?"

Lin Qiuqiu gave a faint answer, bent over and got into the car, and then said to Li Qing, "what are you doing? Get on the bus. We have to catch the early plane back to Yanjing."

"Oh." Li Qing answered and threw the paper bag in her hand into the dustbin. Then she also entered the car and sat next to Lin Qiuqiu.

Fang Yong closed the door with a smile, then sat in the co driver's position and told the driver, "drive."

When the car started, Li Qing looked at the Zhonghai hospital, which gradually disappeared in sight, and asked, "have you arranged all the Dragon five?"

"It's arranged." Lin Qiuqiu nodded: "I also informed the Lin family that he will be taken care of and will be fine. When I finish dealing with the current affairs in Yanjing, I'll come back to Zhonghai to see him."

"Did you inform the Lin family?" Li Qing frowned slightly: "won't Lin Hai start on Long Wu?"

Lin Qiuqiu said faintly, "don't worry, Long Wu is also an old subordinate of the old man. I handed him directly to the master. Lin Hai didn't dare to act rashly."

Li Qing nodded at ease and stopped talking.

After a while, Lin Qiuqiu suddenly leaned over, sniffed at Li Qing's chest, and then sniffed Qiong's nose.

"What are you doing?" Li Qing asked warily, "don't tell me you belong to a dog."

"I can't say anything good." Lin Qiuqiu gave Li Qing a bad look, then stared at him for a while, slightly pondered, blinked her beautiful eyes and said, "you have a smell of women."

Li Qing was stunned: "what do you mean? Do you think I look like a woman? Do you want me to take off my clothes and verify my identity?"

"Li Qing, don't try to muddle through." Lin Qiuqiu tilted her small mouth with an elegant and ethereal voice: "you know what I'm talking about. You smell like other women. You've held other women before."

"Nonsense, I held you a while ago. It's your smell that makes trouble." Li Qing said strongly and calmly.

Lin Qiuqiu blushed on his cheek, looked at Li Qing for a while, then stretched out two slender fingers and took off a hair from his collar.

This hair is regarded as a medium length, that is, it can probably fall to the left and right of the shoulder. In Li Qing's frightened eyes, Lin Qiuqiu held this hair and compared it with his long black hair that has been up to his back. The corner of his mouth raised a proud arc: "it's not mine, Li Qing, what else do you have to say?"

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