Doctor Qing Leng fishes wolf dog online

Chapter 33

He moved, and asked with a smirk, "You're not from our school, are you?"

"Also, I smell Yan Xichen on your body."

This last sentence! ! ! ! !Good guy, wow

This last sentence! ! ! ! !Good guy, wow

-Complete-

39. Are you jealous?

"His taste?"

Zhuang Qing raised her brows and eyes, and said in a cool tone, "Have you heard it?"

"Well, I've smelled it."

A nasty smile flashed in the eyes of the boy with peach blossom eyes, he lowered his voice, leaned into Zhuang Qing's ear, and said in a breathy voice: "But, I am more interested in you, you must smell better than him."

As soon as the other party approached, the scent of the perfume became stronger, Zhuang Qing frowned uncomfortably, turned sideways, and moved away from the person beside him.

Looking up at the boy carefully, Zhuang Qing thought for a while and asked, "Do you know me?"

"It doesn't count."

The peach-eyed boy leaned back, moved his two slender legs, blinked his amorous smiling eyes, and said in an ambiguous tone, "I've only seen you for many years, and I see you every time I'm on vacation. "

"..."

Zhuang Qing thought about it carefully in his mind in silence, and he was sure that he had never seen this boy.

There is no sense of familiarity at all.

Just as he was recalling, the peach-eyed boy next to him glanced under the window, and suddenly let out a displeased "tsk".

"He came back so soon."

The peach-eyed boy put his eyes on Zhuang Qing again, and said in a brisk tone, "Someone is back, I'll go first, see you later."

After saying that, the boy got up straight away and walked slowly towards the front door of the classroom. When passing by other students, he would touch them here and tease them there.

He is just like a playboy in the game world.

Zhuang Qing watched the boy leave from the front door with pensive eyes, and the next second, when he turned his eyes, he saw Yan Xichen coming in from the back door.

Quietly looking at the little boy who trotted in, Zhuang Qing subconsciously remembered what the boy said just now, and couldn't help but tighten his lips.

"what happened?"

Yan Xichen's footsteps stopped, and there was a trace of inexplicable inquiry in his doctor's eyes, which made him a little puzzled.

"..." Zhuang Qing didn't answer, but just looked at him quietly.

Subconsciously slowing down, Yan Xichen urgently wondered in his head whether he had done anything to displease his doctor.

As a result, he quickly recalled it and found nothing wrong.

"Doctor Zhuang, you..."

He approached and sat down, just as Yan Xichen was about to ask, the whole person suddenly fell silent.

The moment he sat down, the handsome face of his doctor Zhuang approached him without warning.

He never thought that in such a public place with so many people, Zhuang Qing would take the initiative to get so close to him, and he couldn't help but froze in place.

Zhuang Qing held Yan Xichen's arm to prevent him from retreating.

He slowly moved his head to the little kid's neck, and sniffed it lightly.

"Doctor Zhuang, what are you... smelling?"

Feeling the shallow breath of his family's doctor Zhuang on his neck, Yan Xichen's body tensed up instantly, and he licked his lips nervously.

Zhuang Qing didn't care how eye-catching his actions were at the moment, after sniffing his neck, he lowered his head and sniffed the little kid's clothes again.

Then he let go of his hand and sat back.

"?"

Yan Xichen looked at his doctor Zhuang suspiciously, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing."

Zhuang Qing lowered his eyes, and his tone was a little cold, "I just want to know what your smell is, and see how close you can be for people to smell it."

Someone continued to be confused: "???"

I don't know if it's his illusion, why did his doctor Zhuang sound sour when he said this?

Before Yan Xichen could say anything more, the tip of his nose suddenly smelled a trace of perfume left in the air, which did not belong to Dr. Zhuang from his family.

"Doctor Zhuang, did someone come before I came back?"

Yan Xichen narrowed his eyes, and his eyes gradually darkened. He wondered if someone had said something to his doctor Zhuang.

Make his doctor Zhuang unhappy?

"Ah."

Zhuang Qing nodded, raised his eyes to look at the little bastard at the side, his tone was cold, without any ups and downs, "He is a very good-looking boy."

"Then what did he tell you?" Yan Xichen carefully observed Zhuang Qing's expression.

"He says……"

Zhuang Qing paused and remained silent for two seconds before speaking again: "He said he had smelled you."

"Ok?"

Smell him?

What is this ghost?

but……

Seeing the indifferent side face of his doctor Zhuang, Yan Xichen came back, his eyes lit up, and asked with a smile: "So, Doctor Zhuang, were you jealous just now?"

Zhuang Qing's eyes flickered, and he calmly denied, "No."

Although he didn't hear his doctor Zhuang admit that he was jealous, Yan Xichen was still in a particularly good mood.

"Doctor Zhuang, I assure you, no one can get so close to me except you."

After a pause, Yan Xichen leaned into Zhuang Qing's ear with a smirk on the corner of his mouth, and whispered something.

Zhuang Qing remained calm and did not react much.

But the roots of his ears suddenly became hot, and the white and tender earlobes were immediately dyed a light pink.

It looks so cute, I can't help but want to reach out and rub it.

Of course, Yan Xichen thought so and did the same.

However, he didn't dare to make it too obvious, so he just raised his hand and wiped it with his fingertips seemingly unintentionally.

The sudden touch made Zhuang Qing's shoulders subconsciously tremble, and he quickly realized what the little bastard around him had done.

Drooping his eyes to cover the flashing shyness and anger in his eyes, Zhuang Qing kept a straight face, pulled off the troublesome big hand from his ear, gritted his teeth and warned in a low voice, "Be more honest!"

"I was wrong."

The voice of the child apologizing followed.

Zhuang Qing's jaw was tense, he looked up at the smiling little bastard who had no intention of admitting his mistake, and gritted his teeth resentfully.

If it weren't for some movements that Zhuang Qing couldn't do, he really wanted to hug someone's neck and bite a few times.

Fortunately, the little kids were very quiet, and Zhuang Qing was not interested in what they were learning.

He propped his chin with one hand the whole time, looking out the window in a daze.

He didn't notice it at all, and the little kid beside him didn't attend the class either. He took a sketchbook and drew a few strokes on it while looking at him.

By the time he realized it, Yan Xichen was almost finished.

"You...can still draw?"

Seeing the familiar figure on the notebook looking sideways out of the window, Zhuang Qing was a little surprised.

The child didn't draw him as a four-dimensional image, but he resembled him very much, even his demeanor.

"Doctor Zhuang."

Yan Xichen looked at Zhuang Qing, the corners of his lips slightly raised, "My mother trained me a lot of skills to help me find a wife in the future."

"Really?" Zhuang Qing raised his eyebrows.

"Yeah." Yan Xichen nodded, stretched his hand under the table with a smile, held Zhuang Qing's finger, kneaded it gently a few times, lowered his eyes, and said half-seriously and half-jokingly: "Now, I'm waiting for you to come Found it."

The child spoke the most solemn words with the most relaxed expression.

Zhuang Qing was stunned for a few seconds, then quietly withdrew his fingers, not looking at how serious the child was or how joking.

Turning his head to look out of the window, Zhuang Qing's eyes followed the movement of the leaves outside the window, and his eyes were somewhat blank.

There was a hint of a smile in the tone of the speech, "I'm afraid the aunt will be disappointed, your skills are not in the right place."

"how come?"

Yan Xichen chuckled softly, looking at the sketchbook in his hand.

On it, there is his sweetheart painted by himself.

Wow

Sweet love is coming

-Complete-

40. He said he was afraid of the dark

After class, Zhuang Qing followed Yan Xichen to the address written on the ticket.

According to Zhuang Ning, this haunted house was built by one of their seniors, and the staff working inside are basically Yunlin students.

It has not yet officially opened, so they need to test and make suggestions for improvement.

When Zhuang Qing and the others arrived, Zhuang Ning saw the two of them at a glance, and ran over with the little sister beside him.

"Brother, Brother Yan, six people enter each time, let's go in together later."

"Ah."

Zhuang Qing responded, and glanced over the twenty or so people present, and soon saw the boy who was partnered with Zhuang Ning last time, who was looking at Zhuang Ning frequently.

After lowering his head and thinking for a few seconds, Zhuang Qing casually asked Zhuang Ning who the other two people in their group were.

"Oh, it's a senior and his girlfriend."

After Zhuang Ning finished answering, he suddenly realized something, and couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "Six people, two couples, isn't this going to kill a single dog?"

Zhuang.Single.Ning looked at the elder brother and sister-in-law in front of him, suddenly let out a long sigh, turned around and pulled his little sister who didn't know why, and said with a sad tone, "After entering, the two of us will only have each other, we must depend on each other for life."

Little sister: "???"

Isn't there someone else?

"What are you thinking about?" Zhuang Qing raised her finger and tapped Zhuang Ning's little head lightly.

Judging by the girl's expression, one can tell that she is thinking a lot.

"Brother, stop knocking, I'm going to be knocked stupid by you."

Zhuang Ning rubbed her head, she didn't dare to let Zhuang Qing know what she was thinking, so she quickly pulled a few people together and squeezed towards the door of the haunted house, "Hurry up, hurry up, it's coming to us."

In order to experience it earlier, she came to queue up to sign up three hours in advance.

Zhuang Ning chose the all-black mode. When they entered, each of them was given a small flashlight.

Six of them walked in side by side, with Zhuang Qing and Yan Xichen walking last.

Originally, Zhuang Qing thought it was nothing, whether it was the ghost that would appear in a while, or the whole scene, they were all fake anyway.

But when the line of sight is really dark, there is only a faint light in the hand.

He wasn't afraid, but he was a little nervous unconsciously, and his back subconsciously straightened.