MTL - So You’re Such A Doctor Song-Chapter 647 He fell in love with Qing Qing Lu?

Song Chulang's scorching breath came to his face.

Lu Qingyan's eyes widened, but he felt that his lips were sinking. In front of his eyes, he could only see the line of his nose, which was soaring like a mountain peak.

Early in the morning, such entanglement of lips and lips makes people blush.

Lu Qingxi's heart throbbed fiercely. You must know that Song Chulang used to be as cold as an iceberg outside. No matter how much she teased, he could endure to go home again.

Is this a stimulant taken early in the morning today?

She didn't get out of the elevator. After the door closed, she went straight to the underground parking lot.

A resident working in the morning shifted to the parking lot and suddenly found that the mobile phone was not taken. He was busy and went back to pick up the mobile phone. When he pressed the elevator and waited, the door opened and he was scared and scared. He coughed hard.

Lu Qing was startled, and pushed him away. He saw the residents standing outside a little familiar. She must have seen it upstairs and downstairs a few times before. She was embarrassed. It would n’t matter if she did n’t know it. Neighbors, if they are chewed out by the tongue, they will lose face.

Song Chulang, who has never done such a ridiculous thing, also feels ashamed, but this is the case, and he can only pretend to calmly pull the landing and go out.

After the occupant went up the elevator, Lu Qingying was not angry with the light hammer man's chest. "What are you doing? I was seen, so good."

Song Chulang hummed and glanced at her, thinking that you still know how to do it. When someone was in the elevator just now, he boldly kissed his earlobe.

"I won't tell you, I'm going to work, or I'm really late." Lu Qingying hurriedly slipped away, but was caught by his wrist again.

"I'll send you over," Song Chulang said lightly.

"You must have sent me in the past. The traffic in Beicheng is so congested. It is better to take the subway than to take a car." Lu Qingyan is now anxious like an ant on a hot pot, but not as calm as he is.

"Then I'll take you to the subway station. It seems that I have to walk ten minutes to the subway station." Song Chulang frowned.

Lu Qing's eyes narrowed and he dragged him to the car, "then hurry up."

Song Chulang's mouth was slightly curved. After getting in the car, she drove to the subway station door relatively quickly.

There are many people working in the morning. He sat in the car and saw a large group of people pouring into the subway station like bees. He frowned, "How long does it take you to get to work by subway?"

"It takes two subway trips, and one turn in the middle, but our company is out of the subway station," said Lu Qingying while lifting his seat belt.

Song Chulang heard that he wrinkled deeper every day, and he felt the pain of crowding the subway before, "so troublesome".

"It's okay. I used to get used to it when I was in Hong Kong. I'm leaving now, uncle, thank you." Lu Qing turned back on his face and ran away with a bag.

Song Chulang opened the window and watched her tall figure smoky and followed the crowd into the subway station.

He watched it for a few seconds, and it was not until the rapid car horns spurred him to start the throttle to leave the subway station.

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In the morning, after the executive meeting, he and Song Chuyi called and said, "Do you know which company your wife arranged Lu Qingyu to work?"

Song Chuyi was silent, "For so long, you don't even know where your wife works?"

"She doesn't say," Song Chulang said in silence.

"It seems that Boyi Art Company went to work, it was Fu Yu's introduction." Song Chuyi's last sentence was a bit of indescribable sourness.

Song Chulang raised an eyebrow.

Song Chuyi said: "You don't care if people's work hours are not enough, even the companies they work in must intervene."

Song Chulang asked: "Song Junle chewed the tongue in your ears?"

"What's weird about chewing on such an interesting thing, but you're weird, nothing like you at all", Song Chuyi suddenly smiled, "You won't fall in love with others, right?"

Love.

Song Chulang trembled fiercely, and the hand holding the mobile phone trembled fiercely in his ear.

He fell in love with Qing Qing Lu?

he does not know.

After all, apart from having a crush on Yun Yang before, he didn't even know what it was like.

"Only in love with a talented person will want to control this and others, and want to firmly control people in your hands, of course, this may also be possessiveness, but if there is still concern in possessiveness, it is love." Song Chuyi sighed sighing, that my elder brother was a few years older than myself, but I still had to wake him up with my emotional affairs.

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At more than eleven o'clock in the morning, Wang Zixi knocked on the door and saw Song Chulang sitting on the sofa with a cup of hot tea. He was stunned, but surprised that Song Chulang was very busy today. He came in several times just now and he returned Tea, you have to come to the company before, it ’s just like a workaholic. "Mr. Song, this morning an online post reported that our company's bird's nest involves quality problems. This website is a hot beauty website recently. You see Look".

Wang Zixi passed the iPad.

Song Chulang has been a president for so many years. When he encountered this kind of thing, it was n’t one or two times. After taking it calmly, he took a closer look and said faintly: “It ’s not a big deal. Find some authoritative organizations to review the product quality problems. Just tell me the problem, and post it directly on the official website without any problem, but this matter must be resolved this afternoon, so as not to be used by people with interest. "

"Well, good." Wang Zixi turned and left.

Song Chulang called him, "Yes, have you heard of Boyi Art Company?"

Wang Zixi hesitated, "We have nothing to do with them in this industry. I haven't heard of it, but I can inquire about it. The Beicheng circle is so big, but Song always inquires about this company."

"It's nothing, just ask me to inquire about it", Song Chulang turned away without nature.

Wang Zixi was inexplicable. When he walked out of the office and thought about it, his brain was bright. I heard that Mrs. Song went to work a few days ago.