Shen Yian Song Lin works

Chapter 10

    

backwards. Song Lin stretched out his arm and caught her waist, so they were once again pressed against each other.Click click, Aunt Mo smiles happily for the picture.It's a pity, a kiss would be even...The door creaked open a sliver, but Shen Yian didn't come out. He just extended a hand and pushed out a document.

"My hair got my coat wet, I'll wash it and give it back to you tomorrow."

"And the clothes you left on the sofa, the washing machine should be done. You can air them out yourself. Oh, and if you have something difficult to say, I used to help with hospital events and know quite a few doctors. I could introduce you to one."

"...."

Song Lin hesitated for a moment, unspoken He looked like this kind of person

He was about to ask when Shen Yian's door had already closed. that he doesn't like eating noodles. What if there are other things he dislikesAfter thinking for a moment, she took out her phone to call Song Lin, but worried about disturbing his work, she could o...