Song Yan bit her lips and said nothing, she could only silently look away, and looked at the other side of the head of the bed with a red face.

Is this person a devil?

Does he have no idea what he did?

Now, what does it mean to ask so blatantly?

Is it love or fun?

Or intentional?

Or...

"I'll call Dr. Zhao over."

Li Beiting turned over and got up, put on his clothes neatly, and prepared to call someone.

Song Yan swept his six-pack abdomen and his slender thighs and swallowed.

"I think I'll just have to rest."

She is still shameless.

Although she was already embarrassed by Dr. Zhao, she didn't know what dignity and reserve were, but she still wanted to save her and barely give herself some face.

The Chinese New Year is coming soon...

She also wants to have a decent New Year.

"Then I'll give you medicine."

Li Beiting took out his phone and asked someone to buy medicine immediately. He explained a lot, and finally asked someone to buy medicine for injury.

Qiao Muchen, who answered his phone, was so shocked that he almost threw away the phone in his hand and shouted: "Didn't the examination last night say it's okay? You were injured, where were you injured?!!"

Li Beiting took the phone away a little and frowned: "If you ask you to buy it, you can buy it."

After saying that, he hung up the phone mercilessly. Qiao Muchen held his cell phone and was anxious. He jumped down again after just lying in bed for less than half an hour.

He followed the police station to take care of the aftermath yesterday and kept going until this morning. Before he could sleep, Li Beiting called.

He had to drive himself and go to the pharmacy to buy the medicine mentioned by Li Beiting.

Pay with your head down.

"Sir, your medicine."

The young lady selling medicine is a young girl. When she handed the medicine to him, her face turned red.

He explained in a low voice: "This, this can only be used externally, not internally."

Qiao Muchen looked up blankly: "What?"

The young lady's face turned redder and she pointed to the medicine box: "It cannot be used internally."

Qiao Muchen seemed to understand but nodded, "I understand."

No, can't be used internally?

Qiao Muchen held the medicine and was stiff in place.

Li Beiting suffered internal injuries?

It shouldn’t be that Dr. Zhao did a comprehensive examination and even had an infectious disease checked him. There was no injury. How could there be internal injuries?!!

He suddenly savored something.

The medicine held in my hand suddenly became a little hot.

He cursed in a low voice: "Fuck."

He is a serious and pure person. The man went to the pharmacy to buy this medicine for them both. Is Li Beiting still a human being?

When Qiao Muchen arrived at the old house of Li, Mrs. Li was already having dinner downstairs. He was not sure if Li Beiting had told her about what happened last night, so he greeted her conservatively and walked upstairs.

Mrs. Li frowned and looked at his back and asked the old butler.

"Young Master hasn't gotten up yet?"

Li Beiting lives very self-disciplinedly and even gets up on time to handle matters on weekends. It is already nine o'clock today, and he hasn't come down from the upper floor yet.

Song Yan didn't see anyone either.

Mrs. Li's face suddenly became a little unfavorable.

The old butler laughed: "Madam, it was already very late when they came back yesterday, so let them sleep more."

Mrs. Li: "They both of them sleep together?"

Although they often slept together, it would be a bit too much to not go downstairs so blatantly.

The old housekeeper knew that he had stepped on the thunder and sighed: "Something happened last night. The young master looked very unstable. Song Yan should have been taken in by the young master."

Son?

I never felt that this noun was so touching. Just by hearing it from others, he felt comfortable all over as if he had just rolled over with Song Yan.

The dark eyes were much deeper.
Chapter completed!