A Good Girl and Her Protective Billionaire Husband

You can search for "Mrs. Shen, a little sweet! Search Novels (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!Although the nurses/Smily girls in the hospital secretly said that Dr. Wen is not close to women, he has kept his body clean for many years, and the gentleman is as pale as water, as if it is because he is that...GAY inclination.

But the female assistant thinks not.

Because Doctor Wen obviously has that very manly smell, can't they smell it?

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At Bao'an Airport, a large passenger plane took off and took off. After a while, it flew smoothly, drawing a curved arc in the blue sky and white clouds.

The stratospheric sunlight was too strong, but Anguo had to open the visor, and did not have time to take off the contact lenses when transferring at Bao'an Airport. The wearing time was long and the light perception was not good.

I wiped my hands with a wet tissue, rubbed the thin upper eyelids with my fingers, and continued to quickly browse the documents on the table.

There are noises from the front seat from time to time.

An Guo frowned her slender eyebrows. She raised her head several times when she had relatively strict environmental requirements at work.

Finally, pressing his lips to the back of the front seat, he knocked with his bare hand.

There was no response at all.

She said: "Hello, please turn down your voice or wear headphones."

After a while, in the front seat, a clear and smooth man's voice sounded, gently reminding the person next to him: "Xiaolu, it is noisy to others."

Assistant Xiaolu said, blushing and looking at the seat beside him, the man turned off the pad quickly with a quiet and handsome face.

An Guo bowed his head and knocked on the wrong person. It was the seat next to him.

But no problem, finally quiet.

At lunch time, the stewardess began to hand out snacks.

Soon I arrived at Anguo. Her desk was full of documents. The stewardess smiled and handed over a knife, fork and a snack box. She waved her hand politely: "Thank you, please give me a glass of white water."

"Ok."

The cabin was suddenly bumpy at this time, An Guo was not looking up to receive the water, an unstable, the water glass fell on the top of the front seat.

She stretched out her hand late, and the water poured out. Fortunately, it was cold, but the front seat remembered the girl's startled voice: "Doctor Wen, are you okay?"

An Guo took the tissue from her bag and stood up, "sorry."

She saw the back of a man's dark head, short hair, soft roots, and the skin exposed on the back of his neck, which was whiter and cleaner than normal men.

The girl next to him took the tissue and made no expression to Ango's apology, a bit resentful.

The man remained silent.

An Guogan looked at it for a while, then sat down, the papers on the desk were messy and fell in the aisle, which should have been caused by the bumps just now.

She leaned over to pick it up, but couldn't pick it up in the front of the aisle.

An Guo was unfastening his seat belt, and a man's arm stretched out from the front seat, two slender fingers sandwiching the edge of the paper.

She was a little stunned, but quickly took it.

But he couldn't help but looked at this man's hand for a moment. The beautiful things caught the eye, the joints were distinct, the warm and slender, and extremely clean, the fingers were neat, white to almost transparent.

It is rare for a man with such beautiful hands to play the piano or be a doctor.

With such hands, a person must look handsome.

She only needs to unfasten the seat belt and walk back and forth in the aisle to know what this person looks like, but An Guo shook his head to himself, and was over the age of an idiot.

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The plane landed and landed.

Her journey across the ocean, which had stopped flying for nearly twenty hours, was finally over.

An Guo strode towards the baggage claim area, with black hair and red lips, no emotion on her face, beige high-heeled shoes on the marble floor making a "da da" crisp sound, full of aura, sitting for so long, slim A skirt She doesn't see a trace of wrinkles, she has always been sitting upright and rigorous.

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An Guo lifted the small trolley case, and the brightly lit lobby was stopped just as he turned around.

The contact lenses were a bit dry, making her look colder, and she didn't recognize it until a while. It was the girl diagonally in the front seat.

"This, our doctor said to give it back to you." Assistant Xiaolu was much shorter, standing in front of this somewhat fierce woman, raising his face a little wary.

An Guo tilted her head slightly and flung a long hair behind her. She saw that it was the cloth bag that she put in tissues, which was given by Gu Ting in high school.

Confused, it was given together.

"Thank you." She took it and walked around.

As soon as she turned her eyes, the girl ran forward. At the exit, the light was like a blast. The girl ran to a slender back, with a light white polo shirt on the upper body, narrow khaki trousers, a man's belt and handmade leather shoes on his feet. A color system, retro dark brown.

It can be seen that the dress is extraordinary, low-key and very particular.

The back of the man's head became darker in the light, his back was thin and straight, and he was talking on the phone with his hand raised.

An Guo curled his lips lightly, he was a handsome guy.

"Guoguo!"

Ango stopped.

Xun Sheng turned his head and saw Gu Ting raising his hand at her in the crowd.

...

He smiled at her, his face was exactly what he remembered. He hadn't seen him for three years, so he was a bit more capable.

An Guo's cold face finally loosened a little, restrained her mood, and elegantly walked to the man in high heels: "President Gu is very busy, come to pick up the plane in person?"

Gu Ting smiled helplessly, and said, "I haven't seen you for three years, and my mouth is getting sharper and sharper."

"You are getting handsome too."

"Thank you, get in the car."

In October in City A, the sunshine in the afternoon was just right, and the radiant radiance seemed to fascinate people's eyes. An Guo looked at the man who had carried her trolley in front of him, recalling his smile just now, and it reached her heart more directly than the sunshine.

Her heart was blocked for a while, and her evil thoughts also faded and grown.

In the car, Gu Ting asked her, have you finished reading the information of Tairen Hospital?

An Guo shook his head, a little tired: "I've been watching for more than ten hours, it's almost the same."

Gu Ting said: "Now the internal system of the hospital is in chaos. Mr. Xu is ill and there is no leader. You have to familiarize yourself with all aspects as soon as possible. Tairen can't just be acquired like this..."

She turned her head to look at him, and tapped the man's arm with a slender finger: "Gu Shuai is still single?"

Gu Ting turned the steering wheel, turned his head and smiled, did not answer, smiled and asked: "What about you? Didn't you have a handsome blond boyfriend in foreign affairs?"

An Guo tilted his head to look out the window.

At the crossroads, Gu Ting parked his car on the side of the road, "Should I go to the hospital to see your father first or go home first?"

Her eyes were extremely cold: "How is his old man, Mr. Xu?"

"Last week, I was admitted to the hospital in shock. This is the third time this year. Guoguo, your father's heart is not working well, and he is failing too fast," Gu Ting said. After a pause, he looked at her in the rearview mirror and said again. : "Your sister is also in the hospital."

An Guo turned her head and looked at him with a smile, "An Xue's ability to pretend to be filial is much better than me. She can pretend, but I can't pretend."

Gu Ting sighed, "Guoguo, your father is sick, and your mother doesn't quarrel with Xiaoxue's mother anymore, so you should stop targeting Xiaoxue? It's for my sake."

An Guo smiled, his fingers creaked in his palms, "I have never competed against a wild species."

Gu Ting stopped talking, his face was not good.

She turned her head and continued to look out the window, her eyes cold and pale, and she scolded herself in her heart. After three years of going abroad, she could not restrain her temper.

But how can she bear the past?

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