MTL - Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

  Chapter 12 Whoever touches it will turn his face

  In the psychological clinic, Qiao Nian walked through the promenade easily and got what he wanted in the consulting room.

The psychiatrist here is unexpectedly young, at most in his early twenties, with a pair of peachy eyes that are more ecstatic than Jiang Li's eyes. He is wearing a black T-shirt with a V-neck in his white coat, and his neckline is almost open to his chest. He is not satisfied yet. A silver skull necklace was hung on it, and the teeth of the sterling silver skull gleamed sharply in the sun, arrogant and domineering!

   is a mouth that stinks a bit.

   "Qiao Xiaonian, why did you keep hanging up on my phone just now?"

  Qiao Nian poured all his medicine into the imported gum bottle, and then threw the medicine bottle with the label into the trash can without lifting his head back to him: "Eating."

  She relaxes a lot here, she doesn't stand upright.

  Weilou obviously did not accept her explanation. He forced the damaging face of the little girl in front of her, forcing her to look at herself: "Is it important to eat?"

  Qiao Nian was annoyed by his noise, frowned, and mercilessly pushed his hard-up face away with his hands: "Don't lean over, I'm afraid I will give you a punch with itchy hands."

   "Hey, murder my husband!"

  He said so, his body leaned back, not as close as before, and his handsome face was full of resentment, "I'm your boyfriend anyhow, don't you need to be so ruthless?"

  Qiao Nian corrected his incorrect wording: "It's an ex-boyfriend!"

  Weilou disapproved: "The ex-boyfriend is also a boyfriend! You broke up with that Fu Ge anyway, and I have spared my tire for so long, so don’t you think about giving me a positive job?"

  He also likes to make jokes. Sometimes, Qiao Nian can’t figure out whether he is joking or serious, so he pushed his hand away impatiently and frowned; “Don’t think about it! Haven’t you tried it before? You can’t.”

You can not!

"Only three days did you know that I was dying?" Wei Lou only felt a puff of anger rushing down, his handsome face turned black when he was angry, and he gritted his teeth as if squeezing out between his teeth: "As long as you are willing to follow me Try, I can do better than anyone else!"

  Three days, only three days, he was dumped by her.

  He didn't even hold one of his little hands, and he was forced to press his head, and it would make others laugh when he passed it out!

   "When you are done, you are called Dad!"

  Qiao Nian glanced casually at the smoking man with Qiqiao, cold and ruthless: "No, you can't."

   "Damn!"

Wei Lou was speechless, propped his forehead, and angrily reasoned with her: "What do you mean by me? Qiao Xiaonian, it's clear that you are not good, okay? What the **** is wrong with you? The opposite **** touched you. , You are disgusted and depressed. Lao Tzu has taken out all the cowboys who have been around the city for consultation, and countless people have never heard of this problem! You have this problem, I have seen something similar in one place!"

  Qiao Nian couldn’t help being curious: "Where?"

  Weilou teased her lips, smiling and staring at her: "President Chunqing is in love with me."

  Qiao said: "?"

  Weilou looked at her porcelain-white melon-seed face, three-point cold, three-point cold, and one-point pure, and a wave of dryness went down for the most part.

  He couldn't breathe, took a sip of cold water, cooled down, and waved his hands like a discouraged ball: "Online novels. You haven't heard it before!"

  The plot is hot and the content is exaggerated, and he doesn't bother to recall the second time.

  However, the actor in it is the same as Qiao Nian's situation, no one of the opposite **** can be touched, whoever touches it will turn his face.

  (End of this chapter)