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Chapter 23

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"Give it back to me."

Su Qingsang flew into a rage out of humiliation. She almost jumped up and snatched the bra from Huo Jinyao.

However, Huo Jinyao was one step faster than her. He raised his hand and easily lifted it.

His body was really tall and sturdy. Su Qingsang could still remember the six-pack she saw this morning.

Looking at the man holding her black bra with a calm expression, her face became redder and redder.

"Give it back to me."

Just when she was really determined to jump around and grab it. Huo Jinyao finally "kindly" let her go and put the small piece of cloth in her hand.

Su Qingsang breathed a sigh of relief. Without thinking, she wrapped the small piece of cloth tightly in her hand and thought about how to put it back.

Unexpectedly, Huo Jinyao turned his hand and picked up the remaining few.

Su Qingsang saved the one in her hand and didn't grab the others. She didn't expect Huo Jinyao to be so shameless.

"Huo Jinyao."

Was he a pervert?

"Sorry."

As Huo Jinyao spoke, he put the thin cloth in his hand back. He grinned, showing his white teeth.

"I haven't seen it before, so I'm a little curious."

She hadn't seen it before? Who would believe that?

Su Qingsang didn't believe Huo Jinyao at all. He randomly pulled the few PAR's over and put them away in a special place for these things.

She glanced around again. When there was nothing else that could attract the attention of this god of plague, she breathed a sigh of relief.

She tidied up a corner of the cloakroom and said, "Put your clothes here."

Seeing that he didn't move, Su Qingsang couldn't stay any longer. She always felt that this place was too narrow. It felt very strange to just stay with the two of them.

"I still have something to do. You can clean up by yourself." As she spoke, she suddenly stopped and looked at him. "Don't touch my things."

Su Qingsang's face was still a little red when she returned to the study.

She was surprised by the uneasiness. As a doctor, what hadn't she seen?

The body of a man, the body of a woman, the structure of the human body.

Why did she feel uncomfortable? Why did she feel guilty? She didn't need to, okay?

Patting her cheeks, Su Qingsang decided to finish the paper she had been working on.

But before she could type two lines, she was interrupted again. Looking at Huo Jinyao's head poking through the door, she suddenly felt a headache coming on.

"What's up?"

Her mind was still thinking about the scene of him pinching her little * *, and her expression couldn't be considered very good.

"What do you want to eat tonight?"

"Whatever."

"How can you be so casual?" As they spoke, Huo Jinyao came in. "Today is our first day of marriage, right? Of course we have to celebrate, don't you think? "

Su Qingsang narrowed her eyes and glanced at his face. "You don't want to cook, do you?"

A trace of uneasiness flashed across Huo Jinyao's face, but only for a moment. "Of course not. I just wanted to celebrate with you. "

Su Qingsang glanced at the time. It was still early, not even four o 'clock. "Maybe later. I still have something to do. "

"We can't be late." Huo Jinyao took a few steps forward and pulled her up. "We have to go somewhere else before dinner."

"Where to?"

Su Qingsang didn't want to move. Her paper was very important.

Director Zhang Qiubai, her supervisor at the hospital where she was staying, was very good to her and had always given her many opportunities to practice.

She still wanted to continue her studies until she got a doctorate.

"You'll know when we get there."

As he spoke, Huo Jinyao forcefully pulled her up.

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