MTL - So You’re Such A Doctor Song-Chapter 550 For example, why do n’t you put your hands on my waist when men and women do not accept each other?

Song Chulang's face became unexplainably hot, looked up, and looked at Lu Qingying. She was opening the sliding door and walking outside the balcony. The sun outside fell on her.

"I don't seem familiar with you," he hesitated, spit out a word, but regretted it after spitting it out.

As for why he regretted it, he could not say clearly.

Lu Qingyan stared back at him with wide Wuliang's eyes, like a monster, "Oh my god, uncle, you're too puzzled".

Song Chulang was choked and drank two porridge before he said, "I'm afraid you like me."

"You are too confident in yourself," Lu Qing smiled leaning against the sliding door. "Uncle, are you so good?"

Song Chulang was speechless.

He is really not good.

In the past, his identity was there, no doubt, but now it is different, he has nothing.

"Uncle, you're so stupid. At this time you should say, if I'm not good at all, why would I feel bad for you", Lu Qingmao smiled again, and the light in the depths of Hitomi was pierced by sunlight See nothing real.

Song Chulang's eyebrows froze deeply. He always felt that he was smart, but at this moment he couldn't quite understand the words of the little girl and her expression.

Lu Qingying didn't look at him anymore and stretched out. "It's fine today. I can waste time with you in the room. I'm going to sunbathe on the deck. I'll go first. We'll be in the restaurant at night. See, you remember to wear a suit. "

Song Chulang frowned. "I don't have a suit."

"Then you can wear a shirt. It's OK to be formal. It's okay. I don't have any evening dress anyway." Lu Qingyi waved his hand, put on his bag, and left.

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At 5:30 in the afternoon, when Lu Qingzhang arrived at the restaurant, he looked around and saw Song Chulang sitting by the window, his eyes flashed with surprise. Although he was still shirts and trousers, he was more neat than before, trousers. Both the shirt and the shirt were ironed without wrinkles. Even though his long hair was still a bit messy, it didn't look like he would get a lot of hair.

"Uncle, you said you wouldn't take care of your hair, why do you make it long?" Lu Qingying was dissatisfied with his hairstyle. "Don't you look handsome with short hair before?"

"Get used to it," Song Chulang said lightly, "If you think my hair is ugly, then I don't go."

"Don't, you look pretty like this," Lu Qing narrowed his eyes, rolled out his comb and said, "I'll comb it for you."

"No need," Song Chulang thought of asking a girl to comb her hair, and she was awkward, especially in the public.

"You want to deliberately pretend to be melancholy, right, and make yourself like this ghost, just like a neurosis ran out of a mental hospital." Lu Qingying has come to him to ridicule him.

Song Chulang's temperament, she was getting more and more vicious.

Just at this moment, Lu Qingying had touched his hair, opened his hair, his hair grew to his shoulders, Lu Qingying combed neatly behind his head, and even bangs were combed overhead, she combed Looking back at his face, there are people around all the time. Song Chulang was unnatural all over his body, anxious to not even eat, "Can you hurry up and join a dance party?"

"Do n’t move around, the more I move, the worse I can get worse." Lu Qingyan whispered, his finger was brushing against the edge of his ear clip, and the woman's fingertip ran over his earlobe. Shivered.

Lu Qingxi immediately noticed it and smirked at the corner of his mouth.

This Uncle Song is so sensitive. I haven't contacted women like this before.

"If you don't hurry anymore, I won't do it," Song Chulang warned coldly.

"Drink well, I'll be ready right away." Lu Qingyan speeded up and gave him a little bun in the back. When she returned to look back, she was choked by her own craftsmanship.

The hairstyle where all the hair was combed behind the head to reveal the entire face was the most test of a person's face value. When Lu Qingying started to make this hairstyle for him, he was still a bit uneasy, but when he got it out, he found such a hairstyle. Instead, he made his features stand out even more.

"Uncle, you look like an elf prince like this," Lu Qing murmured.

"What elven prince, you see more fairy tales," Song Chulang stared at her so stupidly, unnaturally picked up the menu, "order, you brought me lunch at noon, I ask you this meal, What do you want to eat?

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"No, the elven prince is from an American science fiction movie." Lu Qingying took his mobile phone to find out and showed him.

Song Chulang gave it a glance and let go. He just said, "It's because he looks like me, and don't compare me to this kind of handsome man."

"Yeah, after all, he's still older than you now," Lu Qing chuckled and chuckled.

"Order, don't order, I'll just give you a plate of egg fried rice," Song Chulang reminded blankly again.

Lu Qingxi spit out his tongue and quickly ordered.

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After dinner, the two took a short break and walked to the prom site of the two. I did not expect that there were many people participating in the prom scene and the area was also large. They were divided upstairs and downstairs. When they went in, there was a band singer singing. On both sides of the table, there are many different kinds of champagne, cocktails and desserts, everything looks so magnificent on this evening on the sea.

Lu Qingxi saw the dessert bowels regretful, "I knew that there were so many delicious food here, and I shouldn't have eaten so full at night, but fortunately, I didn't pay for dinner, otherwise I would feel bad."

Song Chulang looked at his eyes, with two words in his eyes: stingy.

At 8 pm, the captain from Colombia stepped on the stage and spoke for more than ten minutes. The dance officially started. Men and women were holding hands to slide onto the dance floor. There were young men and women, couples who had been married for many years, and even their father. Female or mother and child, some people look good, some people jump, but it does not affect everyone's mood.

Song Chulang glanced at him, took a champagne and tasted it, said lightly: "I knew it would not be a particularly high-end one, this wine tastes too bad."

"It must be impossible to compare with the party you attended before, but you are not a big president now, so let's go. I am the first time I attended such a party." Lu Qingxi smiled at him. Holding out a hand, she wore a skirt today. Although the skirt was not luxurious and gorgeous, her arms were exposed, white and delicate. "Uncle Song, I don't know if I can invite you to dance with me."

"You will jump"? Song Chulang didn't move, just looked at her with a slightly skeptical look, "Don't you say that you attended such a reception for the first time, I won't teach you".

“I do n’t need you to teach. I ’ve learned it before, and I ’m afraid that I ’ll teach you.” Lu Qingchao unhappy he looked at himself like this, “I do n’t think you ’ve danced with a woman, do you need me to come? Teach you well. "

"I can jump," Song Chulang frowned.

"Let's go," Lu Qingzhang took his goblet directly, put a glass, pulled his hand into the dance floor.

Song Chulang looked at her with one hand on her arm, and said helplessly, "Does n’t you know if a man or a woman is unacceptable?"

"I don't know, or you can teach me, uncle," Lu Qingyan's eyes slightly lifted, his eyelashes fluttered like wings of a butterfly, and under the bright crystal lamp, they flashed an attractive luster. Why do you put your hands on my waist? "

Song Chulang stared at her awkwardly, "Don't you say you want to dance?"

"Uncle, you haven't danced with girls like this for a long time. I feel that you are stiff all over," Lu Qingxi said softly, close to his ears.

Song Chulang's hand on her waist quickly filled with a hot heat.

I don't know who suddenly bumped into Lu Qing's back and knocked her on the back. She fell for a while and fell into his arms.

He reached out and hugged her subconsciously.

The soft direction of the girl covered the entire nasal cavity, and the woman's innate body fit softly against him. Song Chulang's brain and body felt clearly.

It wasn't before that a woman took the initiative to rush into his arms, but at that time it was a strong disgust. When Song Yunyang was sad before, she didn't hold her comfortably, but it was inexplicable deep heartache at that time, but At this moment, while holding this little girl who hasn't met for a few days, Song Chulang feels soft and fragrant.

His body seemed stiffer than before.

Lu Qingxuan raised his head from his arms, half of his face was reddish by the light. Looking at her, the man's tall nose and handsome facial features were incredible.

"Uncle, how long haven't you hugged a woman?" Lu Qingxi suddenly blinked his right eye and said playfully.

Song Chulang returned to his spirit, suddenly let go of his hand, stepped back, and hit several people on the dance floor before going out.

"Uncle, why didn't you dance before you danced," Lu Qingxi grabbed his wrist and said.

"Okay, Lu Qingying, I was holding so tightly on the dance floor just now, and I said that you two are fine." When the melodious music was lingering, Zhou Shilun's voice spread over the scenery.