Immediately afterwards, the white door opened in front of her.

Bo Jingxing's slender figure appeared in front of her, and the moment his eyes fell on her became as solid as he could not help but ask, "Xiaoqian, why did you get up so early today?"

Qin Yiren was sleeping in a mess with her long hair, and she didn't notice that the suspender in the little yellow duck nightgown slipped off, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin on her shoulders and neck.

"Jing Xing, look!"

He sent his phone to Bo Jingxing with great enthusiasm, and Qin Yiren offered treasure proudly: "I didn't expect that, I still have a good market!"

Bo Jingxing restrained his eyes from her, took the phone and asked with a smile: "What market..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the interface in chatting on his phone.

The slightly nervous party was obviously Qin Yiren, and the other party was the HR from a medical beauty institution. The two of them had a very pleasant conversation and had already made an appointment for the interview.

After clicking on the information and looking at the license of the institution, Bo Jingxing raised his eyebrows helplessly.

Compared to the young woman who is not very familiar with the world, he knows very well that these medical beauty institutions are unreliable.

Unable to bear to hurt her enthusiasm, Bo Jingxing spoke carefully: "Xiaoqian, you are a top student at the University of Medical Sciences. Isn't it too wrong to find a job in such an institution?"

"As long as it is a self-supporting job, I will not feel wronged."

Qin Yiren tiptoed to get her phone back and continued happily: "And those who are inexperienced like me start internships as an assistant doctor, probably helping with sewing and other work!"

Bo Jingxing raised his hand and rubbed her hair top, turned sideways and let her into the room, slowly explaining: "It's true under normal circumstances, but this type of institution is not very formal, and I'm afraid you will have surgery directly."

Qin Yiren was stunned and let Bo Jingxing pull her to the sofa and sit down. He asked in confusion: "Can private hospitals still be irregular?"

"Um."

Bo Jingxing smiled and loved her ignorant things: "It's different from a few years ago. Institutions such as medical beauty are very popular, and girls like to use knife on their faces."

The world after a few years is of course different from what Qin Yiren is familiar with.

She blinked in silence, pouted unhappily, and said wilfully: "Then... will I not go to the interview?"

Bo Jingxing couldn't bear to see her disappointment and said without thinking: "Speaking of this, medical beauty may not be the kind that is irregular. If you want to go, I can try it with you."

"good!"

Qin Yiren's black and white eyes lit up again, and she began to plan her "first" job search in her life: "What kind of clothes should I wear? Suit and skirt... I don't seem to have no."

"It's just an interview, it doesn't have to be that formal."

Bo Jingxing looked at her and chuckled, and his eyes accidentally slid onto the snow-white skin of her shoulders and neck again.

Realizing that such a scenery was a great temptation, he hesitated to stretch out his hand, gently rubbing his slender fingertips against her soft skin, and he could not help but sort out her out.

“…!”

After realizing this situation, Qin Yiren's white cheeks suddenly turned red, and she wanted to show off her strength and pretend that nothing had happened: "Then, then I'll go back to the room to change my clothes!"

After saying that, she ran out of the room like a gust of wind without waiting for Bo Jingxing to agree, and was embarrassed to see him for the time being.

Looking at her back running away in panic, Bo Jingxing chuckled with a doting look, lowered his eyes to his fingertips that seemed to be stained with her body temperature, and savored the soft touch.

He is a normal man, and the lover he likes is right in front of him. No one can ensure that he will always be a gentleman.

So...

It is best to put his marriage with Qin Yiren on the agenda as soon as possible.

...

next door.

Qin Yiren slipped back to his room, leaning against the cold door, thinking hard about how bad the image just now was.

Looking at the messy bed, she had a clear understanding of her bad sleeping position.

Therefore, it is completely normal for the nightgown to slip off when she doesn't notice it. The key to the problem lies in how much it really slips!

I really can't remember whether it was exposed to an exaggerated level.

Qin Yiren ran into the cloakroom in tears and chose a set of clothes that were not related to the ambiguous relationship, trying to use this to show that she had absolutely no intention of seducing people!

Standing in front of the dressing mirror and turning around. Because the job interview appointment was made at 10 o'clock in the morning, she chose a dark Chanel suit and then spread her waist-length hair, which looked a bit like a professional woman.

She put N POSEs into the mirror. She speculated whether Bo Jingxing had forgotten the awkward scene just now, and hugged in the room nervously and dared not show up.

As if guessing what she was thinking, Bo Jingxing waited patiently for a while, knocked on her door in person, and asked with a smile: "Xiaoqian, do you want me to help?"

help?

What are you helping...

Qin Yiren's cheeks turned red again, and she waved her hand and fanned her air in front of her, and went out to open the door awkwardly, "Is this OK?"

"Very good." Bo Jingxing was not stingy with his praise at all, and said meaningfully: "My Xiaoqian is so beautiful in everything she wears."

After just experiencing such a scene, his love words sound particularly ambiguous.

Qin Yiren bit his lower lip shyly and gave him a pretty look, and was so eager to speak but he didn't know how to answer.

Fortunately, Bo Jingxing knew her personality very well and stopped teasing her with a smile.

Holding her hand and leaving the room, he naturally changed the topic: "I see you schedule the interview until three o'clock in the afternoon, and plan to see Jiang Yun again in the evening?"

"That's right."

Speaking of serious matters, Qin Yiren slowly became calm and asked hesitantly: "But Jiang Yun's situation was so bad yesterday. Can you meet us today?"

Although she is not a mental medical student, it is obviously immoral to stimulate patients.

Jiang Yun's experience is already very pitiful. She doesn't want Jiang Yun's condition to worsen because of her own reasons.

"Okay, I'll ask the nurse before." Bo Jingxing nodded to the aunt and pushed Qin Yiren to the restaurant, "But I've seen Jiang Yun's case before, and her condition is not particularly serious in the category of mental illness.

type."

"Even if it's not particularly serious, she's always a patient."

Sitting at the European-style dining table, Qin Yiren habitually moved the chair to Bo Jingxing, thinking, "If her condition is not very good, we'll go in two days."

Bo Jingxing stood condescendingly behind her, catching her small movements.

He nodded slightly to agree with her words, and he sat beside her gentlely and took action to give her the sweet soup she liked, "Xiaoqian, the interview will be later..."
Chapter completed!