There is a mole on He Zhihuan's collarbone. It is light and faint, and the point that neither goes up nor down is at the most prominent position of the collarbone. It is exquisite and beautiful, and it is very lustful.
One day she wore a small suspender skirt and staggered into his arms. She was delicate and soft, touching her bones.
Fu Chijin stared at the mole on her collarbone, her Adam's apple rolling hard.
Want to kiss...
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He Zhihuan is a face-conscious person. Ever since he saw Dr. Fu's face, he couldn't forget it.
One day, the handsome Dr. Fu moved to the door opposite her house.
He Zhihuan:? ? ? ! ! !
So, Miss He couldn't hold it any longer.
"Doctor Fu, my hand hurts so much, I need you to breathe to heal it."
"Dr. Fu, I just hit my knee and it's swollen."
"Doctor Fu, doctors are kind-hearted, but I am a wounded patient. I can't freeze outside."
"Dr. Fu, I have no food at home, can you cook for me?"
"Doctor Fu..."
Later, she became bolder. After drinking a few glasses of wine, he knocked on his door and rushed towards him.
"Dr. Fu, I like you so much"
"How can you be so good-looking?"
[Flower Orthopedic Doctor vs. Soft and Beautiful Cellist]
Intention: Dream, redemption