Chapter 417: Women Don’t Love Men Unless They Are Bad

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Lu Shaoming stopped, placed his big hands on both sides of her, and looked at her confused little face, "What's wrong?"

He pecked her lips.

Ning Qing shrank into his arms, with two blushes on her fair little face, "I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep." She coquettishly said.

Lu Shaoming leaned over and kissed her eyes. She was really tired. She had been thinking about things in Miaojiang and was having trouble with Tang Xueli. Now she just wanted to sleep.

Lu Shaoming buried his head in her hair and rubbed it. Finally, he turned over and held her in his arms. He covered her with a quilt and said, "Okay, sleep, madam, good night."

…

Zhou Dayuan and Jian Han took off their white coats and walked out of the operating room.

When they got outside, they were told that the room had been changed and they were living together.

Jian Han's expression froze and her eyes felt a little uncomfortable. What is their relationship? How could they live together?

At this time, her little hand was held by Zhou Dayuan, and the man's voice was very soft, "What are you doing here? It's already 3 o'clock in the morning. Go back to sleep."

Jian Han didn't want to, and raised her eyes to look at the man. The man's eyes were bloodshot, and his brows were very tired. He was undergoing surgeries one after another, and his iron-clad body couldn't bear it.

What Jian Han wanted to say was stuck in her throat. She lowered her eyes and let him lead her into the room.

…

Entering the room, Jian Han was mostly embarrassed. He had stayed in her apartment for one night, but this was the first time to live together like this.

Compared to her embarrassment, Zhou Dayuan was much more calm. He took a few pieces of information in his hand, walked around the table and sat down. He didn't raise his head, but said to her, "You go take a shower first and go to bed early. I'll There are some documents in there that I will sort out later.”

Jian Han looked at the man's figure under the light. He was sitting very straight. The man was born with a strong waist. He held a pen in his slender white fingers. His "rustling" writing voice brought out a gentle and charming magnetism.

Jian Han's eyes were filled with water, and she entered the shower room.

After a quick shower, Jian Han came out. At this time, she was embarrassed. She went out without her pajamas. Today's clothes had been through the Han Palace again. The smell of sand and dust was very strong, so she definitely couldn't wear them to sleep.

There is a bath towel in the shower room. If you sleep with Ning Qing, it won't hurt if you wrap it up, but if you sleep with him, you are afraid of being separated and embarrassing both of you.

After thinking about it, she opened the bathroom door a crack and called him as softly as a mosquito, "Da Yuan."

Zhou Dayuan raised his eyes when he heard the sound. From his angle, he could only see the woman's beautiful almond eyes and fair face. She bit her lower lip and said nothing, just looking at him.

Zhou Dayuan understood her so well. He stood up and came to the door. Through the thin crack in the door, he saw some of her collarbones, which were delicate and white, very eye-catching.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

Jian Han blushed, "No pajamas."

Zhou Dayuan smiled warmly and left. When he came back, he had a white men's shirt in his hand, "Mine, just wear it."

"Thank you." Jian Han opened the door a little and reached out to pick it up.

Her little hand caught a corner of the shirt, and she pulled it over, but she couldn't pull it. The man pinched the other corner with two fingers to prevent her from taking it away.

Jian Han froze, raised her almond-shaped eyes and glared at him, her tone a bit coquettish, "What are you doing?"

Zhou Dayuan looked at her little face, and the corners of his mouth curved, "Aren't you still feeling comfortable?"

Would you still feel uncomfortable living with him?

Jian Han's face turned red, it turned out that he knew.

All her shyness and embarrassment were visible.

She didn't know what to answer, so she pulled hard with her little hand, and the shirt fell into her hands. She didn't dare to look at him, and closed the bathroom door with a bang.

The man's laughter could be clearly heard outside. Jian Han stood in front of the washbasin and looked at herself in the mirror. The woman's face turned red and there was a smile on her lips.

Much more comfortable.

When she is with him, he will pay attention to her every mood.

Jian Han held his shirt with both hands, lowered her head, and quietly buried the tip of her nose in his shirt and took a sniff. The man's body was cold and smelled of disinfectant, and it smelled clean and good.

She put the shirt on.

…

When Zhou Dayuan sat back on the chair, the bathroom door opened and Jian Han came out.

The woman is tall, about 1.7 meters tall. She looks like an ol' girl when she wears a white shirt. The shirt covers her buttocks. Her legs are very eye-catching, long and straight, like a supermodel on a catwalk.

Zhou Dayuan glanced at her a few times without looking away.

Seeing that he was still sitting, Jian Han's eyes overflowed with distress, "Do you still need to sort out the information? Let's take a shower and go to bed first. We will sort it out tomorrow."

Zhou Dayuan looked away and lowered his eyes to look at the information at hand, "You go to bed first, I will sort it out for a while."

Jian Han walked over and stood beside him. The information was about a surgery. A child's index finger was completely cut off by a blade. The surgery helped the child to suture the index finger wirelessly. It was very difficult. If you were not careful, it would fall off a little. Disability.

"Why do we need wireless suturing in the first place? We can leave the sutures in place first and then remove the sutures after the patient's index finger has grown. This will make the sutures much less difficult." Jian Han said softly.

After listening to her words, Zhou Dayuan raised his head. The woman's hair had been wiped with a dry towel, but there was still wet moisture on it. The hair was messy and lay on her shoulders, very soft and graceful.

Zhou Dayuan's eyes softened, and it felt like he was back in the past again. They lived together and she would argue with him over some medical matters.

Such Jian Han made him obsessed.

Perhaps the reason why he has been obsessed with her for the past 12 years is that they not only love each other, but also have a resonance in medicine, a dual fit of the body and the spirit.

"If you use wired surgery at the beginning, the subsequent stitch removal surgery will be much more difficult and complicated than wireless surgery." Zhou Dayuan stretched out his hand to hook a strand of hair on her cheek behind her ear to prevent her from getting wet with cold water. "Jian Han, don't worry about this. This is not your area of ​​expertise. Go to bed."

Jian Han felt uncomfortable listening to this. He replied to her with just two simple sentences and was unwilling to explain to her in detail. Didn't he look down on her?

A psychiatrist came to manage clinical medicine.

She knew how arrogant this man was.

She looked back at his appearance. The dim light made his warm face sharp and handsome, and even the lines on his jaw were like flowing clouds and water.

He sat very straight, with his legs folded in front of him, not crossing them or swinging them sideways. He was gentle and elegant, but he preferred a cold personality, and his dark eyebrows were fascinating.

He always looked like a warm jade, even if he was very tired, even if he had a man's temper, but he could control it.

There were several types of men, some as powerful as Lu Shaoming, some as strong as Zhou Yao, but very few were as talented as him.

There were too few talented men in the world.

No wonder those girls liked him.

They liked him even though he didn't do anything to flirt with them.

Jian Han blushed, and her almond eyes flashed across his face, "Then I'll go... make you a cup of tea."

He must be sleepy too, so make him a cup of tea to wake him up.

Zhou Dayuan's eyes were like little diamonds, and he smiled softly and elegantly. His voice was low and deep, like the sound of a cello at night. He said, "You've worked hard."

Jian Han replied in her heart, "It's not hard."

She turned around quickly and went to the table next to her to make tea. Her heart was full of sweetness. What is respectful to each other? They probably did it.

...

Zhou Dayuan suddenly didn't feel like reading the information. He looked at the woman sideways. The woman was a few steps away from him. The table was low. She was tall and bent over when making tea.

He didn't look at it on purpose. Of course, he looked at it and didn't need to explain.

When she came out of the shower room and turned around him with a faint fragrance, he couldn't concentrate.

When she bent over, the loose white shirt would become shorter. She wore a small white patterned bottom inside, which was simple and elegant without losing the sexiness of a little woman.

Like her temperament.

At this time, Jian Han had made tea and came over. She explained softly, "The conditions here are simple, so the tea is a bit casual. You can drink it as you like."

Zhou Dayuan moved his slender body closer to the chair, staring at the woman with bright eyes, and he didn't say anything.

Jian Han was stunned for a moment, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Dayuan pursed his lips and spoke, his gentle voice mixed with a little hoarseness, "I don't want to drink now, I want to eat."

"Want to eat? Are you hungry? I'll go out and see if there's anything to eat." Jian Han turned and walked towards the door.

But at this time, her slender wrist was grabbed, and she didn't stand firmly. She was directly pulled into the man's arms and fell on his thighs.

The man was laughing and teasing her leisurely, "...you."

Jian Han's blood was ignited, and her two small hands were against his chest. Only then did she understand that he had something to say.

She struggled, using her hands and feet to get out of his arms, but it was useless. The man held her slender arm with one big hand and her slender waist with another hand. Such a gentle man was strong enough, and she couldn't get away.

She couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed, "Zhou Dayuan, let go, when did you... become bad?"

Zhou Dayuan looked at her beautiful little face and leaned forward to kiss her lips. She avoided it, so he didn't kiss her, but he kissed her snow-white neck in a good mood, "I didn't understand before..."

"What?"

"Women don't love men who are not bad." He bit her ear gently.

Jian Han, "..."

Two small fists hit him hard a few times, and he smiled to himself, holding her small almond face with his big hands, not allowing her to refuse, and kissed her deeply.

Jian Han was weak all over, and her mind was struggling, but her actions came before her thinking. She trembled and reached out, took off his eye sockets, then closed her eyes and hooked his neck in response.

The two were kissing, it was hard to describe how intense it was, but it must have been the most zen, like the mandarin ducks embracing each other.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, "Doctor Zhou." It was the Miao girl.

Jian Han regained consciousness, supported his shoulders with both hands and pushed him away. Their professions were doctors, sacred and pure. If someone saw them staying up at three or four in the morning, and her in his arms, would she still be a human being?

"Someone is there."

"If there is someone, then there must be someone. Do you want me to open the door? Opening the door at this time must be a secret."

Those two words came out of his mouth lightly, especially peacefully, and Jian Han's eardrums felt numb, like an electric current running through them. She never dared to think that he would be so mature and unrestrained before.

"Zhou Dayuan..." She called him.