C39 His Neixi Returned

"Why are you here?"

"Meet someone. "

"You're not following me?" Wang Yao asked.

Ye Qiao looked at Lu Jinghuan strangely, then his eyes went down from Lu Jinghuan's neck, chest, and abdomen, and finally stopped at the important parts. He stared at Lu Jinghuan for two or three seconds, then turned his face away. He did not say anything.

Lu Jinghuan's eyes looked deeper and deeper.

"Mr Ye is here?" Liu Tong, who was sitting inside, also saw Ye Qiao. He stood up to greet him.

"Do you know each other?" Lu Jinghuan asked.

Liu Tong smiled. " Mr Ye's attainment in the field of medicine is beyond ordinary. Sometimes, I have to ask Mr Ye for guidance when I encounter difficult and complicated diseases, so I got to know him when I go to other places. Why, do you two know each other? "

" I don't know. "

. . . "I know him. "

Ye Qiao and Lu Jinghuan answered at the same time. Coincidentally, at this moment, Hee Mu came out with two bags of traditional Chinese medicines. When he looked up and saw that Ye Qiao was also there, he immediately greeted him and called out his full name.

Hee Mu was stunned after he shouted, because everyone turned their eyes to him.

The atmosphere was a little strange, but it was more awkward. However, Liu Tong was still an elder, so he knew how to deal with this situation. He smiled and asked Hee Mu to follow him into the room to take the prescription for Lu Jinghuan and give the two of them a free space.

When Liu Tong and Hee Mu went in, Lu Jinghuan reached out and closed the door. He took a step in front of Ye Qiao.

Ye Qiao frowned and immediately took a step back to let him in.

Lu Jinghuan did not say anything and took another step forward. They could feel each other's breathing from a distance of about a thin piece of paper. As long as someone leaned forward, the two of them would be able to stick together.

"What exactly do you want to do?" Ye Qiao said unhappily.

Lu Jinghuan looked like a hooligan. He smiled and lowered his head to Ye Qiao's face. He blew on Ye Qiao's ear. All of a sudden, Ye Qiao had goosebumps all over his body.

"Are you nervous?"

"I'm not. "

"You have goosebumps all over your body, yet you still say that you are not nervous?"

Lu Jinghuan reached out to point at Ye Qiao's face, but Ye Qiao lifted his hand and opened it. Lu Jinghuan wanted to get closer, but he saw that Ye Qiao had already shown the silver needle in front of his eyes.

To be honest, Lu Jinghuan had been a little afraid since he was stabbed by him last night.

"Stay away from me. " Ye Qiao said coldly.

Lu Jinghuan raised his eyebrows, raised his hands, and took a step back.

"Step back again. "

“. . . ”

"Retreat again. . . "

"You can still make a move in public?"

Ye Qiao was speechless.

Lu Jinghuan saw that Ye Qiao did not say anything, and he had an idea in his heart. It turned out that he did not care about others' opinions. However, this idea was quickly overthrown by Lu Jinghuan, because no matter how he looked at it, Ye Qiao didn't seem like a person who cared about what others thought. If Ye Qiao cared about it, it was also to hide something.

This discovery made Lu Jinghuan more and more interested in Ye Qiao.

"Why are you looking at me?"

"If you don't look at me, how do you know I'm looking at you?"

"You're a scoundrel. "

"Could it be that I looked like a good person before?"

Ye Qiao narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice, "I don't think there is anything on me that Director Lu would like, right?"

Lu Jinghuan did not approach Ye Qiao anymore. He just leaned against the door and looked at him with a smile that was not a smile. "I have the final say. No matter how much you belittle yourself, it is useless. "

"You understand what I mean. " Ye Qiao said coldly.

A strange look flashed in his dark eyes. Lu Jinghuan crossed his arms and looked at Ye Qiao. He smiled and said, "Then guess what I like about you. "

Ye Qiao's eyes were slightly cold. He stared at Lu Jinghuan's eyes and said word by word, "If I knew this would happen, I would have stabbed you to death last night. "

"That's why you wasted such a good opportunity. " He took out a handkerchief from the pocket of his suit and opened it layer by layer in front of Ye Qiao. Inside was the silver needle that Ye Qiao left last night.

Ye Qiao reached out his hand to grab it, but Lu Jinghuan took the initiative to raise the silver needle in his hand. Ye Qiao was half a head shorter than Lu Jinghuan, and even if he touched it with his feet, it would not be enough to reach his hand.

If the internal force was still there, it would definitely shatter his bones with a single palm.

"You came to find Liu Tong because of it, right?"

"It has nothing to do with you. "

"How could it not have anything to do with you? I asked on your behalf. The person who polished this set of needles will not accept any orders, or buy another set. Or they spend the money to buy one set. . . " Lu Jinghuan lowered his head and whispered into Ye Qiao's ear, "Thirty thousand for a set, with Mr Ye's current financial situation, can he afford it?"

Ye Qiao clenched his teeth in anger.

Lu Jinghuan smiled and wrapped the silver needle with a handkerchief and put it back into his suit pocket. "You love this set of needles so much. You probably don't want it to be damaged, right?"

Indeed, this silver needle was very important to Ye Qiao. If he wanted to recover his power, he could not lose any of the silver needles in the set, but he had to make Lu Jinghuan bow his head to him.

Ye Qiao would rather not have this internal force.

Seeing that Ye Qiao didn't reply for a long time, Lu Jinghuan turned his head and looked at him. He saw that Ye Qiao's expression was even uglier than before, so he stopped teasing him. He reached out his hand and grabbed Ye Qiao's waist, letting him stick close to him. Ye Qiao subconsciously wanted to break free, but Lu Jinghuan hugged him even tighter. He whispered into Ye Qiao's ear, "You made me suffer last night, so I have to get something back. Don't you think so? "

"Get lost. "

"I don't like hearing this word. Don't say it again in the future. "

"Get lost. . . "

Lu Jinghuan's eyes turned cold. Without saying a word, he kissed that disobedient mouth. Then, the moment the person in his arms struggled, he opened his mouth and bit his lips hard.

Along with the piercing pain, Ye Qiao clearly tasted the taste of his own blood.

At this moment, Lu Jinghuan was like a devil, greedily sucking the blood that flowed out of Ye Qiao's lips. The force was so strong that it seemed as if it wanted to suck him dry. The pain turned into pain, making Ye Qiao almost think that he was going to bite off his lips!

Ye Qiao was extremely angry. He subconsciously raised his hand and wanted to strike Lu Jinghuan's palm, but when he thought of his internal force dispersing, his hand that was raised in the air involuntarily stopped.

Almost at the same time, just as Ye Qiao was hesitating about this, an indistinct neixi began to surge in his Qi Sea acupuncture point.