C5 Video Guidance

Cheng Bingyun's head buzzed and went blank.

The fiance of this woman in front of him … It's Lee Zecheng?

"What's the name of your fiancé?" Cheng Bingyun's heart skipped a beat.

"Lee Zecheng, the Li Group's successor." Yin Ya'nan frowned as she responded, a trace of scrutiny appearing in her eyes as she looked at Cheng Bingyun.

Cheng Bingyun's body swayed, biting her tongue to stabilize her expression.

"He... "It's my brother." Cheng Bingyun's heart was pounding like a drum, and her scalp was tingling. "My mom put in the photos."

Yin Ya'nan hesitated for a moment before her expression returned to normal.

"Is that so … I've never heard Zecheng say he had a sister. she said, smiling.

Cheng Bingyun packed her handbag silently and did not reply.

Was her peaceful life going to be disrupted by him again?

Three days later, inside the treatment room.

Cheng Bingyun treated the patient, Mr. Ye.

"Open your legs and make a warm compress." Cheng Bingyun finished her acupoint massage and began to finish her work.

"Dr. Cheng, I seem to have reacted." Mr. Ye's voice was a bit unnatural.

Cheng Bingyun looked at the ball under the white towel and it started to swell.

"It seems like the treatment these few times has been very effective. I need to check the hardness and length."

Cheng Bingyun took a soft ruler and carefully measured Lil 'Ye before registering him in the file.

"Hardness index is between beginner and intermediate level, length index is 2 cm away from your peak."

Cheng Bingyun stood up, intending to put the ruler back.

When she lifted her foot, she suddenly hit the foot of the chair and fell forward.

"Dr. Cheng!" Mr. Ye immediately stood up to stop her, and at the same time, he silently pulled her into his arms.

Cheng Bingyun felt the sky spinning and the earth spinning. She only felt that her breathing was filled with a strong masculine scent, as well as a strange sensation on her neck.

Her expression froze and her mind went blank!

His head had actually fallen between the man's legs …

Mr. Ye took a deep breath and looked at Cheng Bingyun with a glimmer in his eyes.

"What a perfect smash."

"I'm sorry..." Cheng Bingyun looked up quickly, her cheeks flushed under the mask.

This was the first time she had embarrassed herself in front of a patient, and she even had intimate contact with that thing!

Just when Cheng Bingyun was at a loss of what to do, Mr. Ye suddenly lifted his hand and touched her lips.

The unfamiliar man's hand startled Cheng Bingyun. She wanted to say something, but Mr. Ye opened his mouth first.

"These are the hairs on my Lil 'Ye …" His last words turned and turned with a hint of meaning.

Cheng Bingyun looked at the curved hair held between Mr. Ye's fingers. She was so embarrassed that her face was bleeding!

In a panic, she packed her toolbox. She cut the hot compress time by half, announced the end of treatment, and left the room in a hurry.

How embarrassing!

Mr. Ye looked at her back, the look in his eyes under the mask was deep and unfathomable …

In the evening, Cheng Bingyun was in bed, working on her work plan.

Ye Zichen's phone rang. A new message came in.

"I've been doing it with my hands for half an hour and it still hasn't softened …" It was from Mr. Ye.

Cheng Bingyun's face was slightly hot as she thought about her "intimate contact" with him during the day.

But remembering that he and he were doctors and patients, he calmly replied to the text message.

"It seems that the treatment is quite effective. You can watch some action movies that you like and adjust your mood."

However, the following text message from Mr. Ye surprised Cheng Bingyun.

"Can I have a video with you? I want to look at you, and I want to use my hands. "

Her eyelids twitched, and she realized that Mr. Ye's words were too frivolous.

Before she could reply, another text message was sent to her. "Sorry, I made a misstatement …" "I was afraid that my actions would be wrong, so I wanted you to guide me..."

Cheng Bingyun frowned, unable to figure out Mr. Ye's real intention.

Did this man need a woman to guide him on his own actions?

As she was thinking, the other side's video invitation had already popped up.

Accept it or not?

Cheng Bingyun had indeed suggested something on paper. It seemed reasonable for her to be invited to examine the results.

She clicked on the video and didn't see his face, just the bulge under the blanket.

"Follow the rhythm that I've taught you before," he said. "Don't be slow, you have to take things step by step …." Cheng Bingyun maintained a neutral tone.

The man grunted in acknowledgement, then lifted the quilt …