Chapter 2609 Doctor Brother, a Little Pure (63)

[The third song, the cutest of you, to the angels in white who take care of me. 】

After playing the three songs, due to time constraints, Su Qiao only greeted everyone briefly and ended the first shooting.

Qi Muhan put down the camera, and hurried forward with the thermos cup containing the qi tea: "Does it feel okay? Do you feel a dull pain in your chest?"

"No, I feel fine."

Su Qiao took the thermos cup with a smile, took two sips, and moistened her throat.

"Actually, I've almost recovered. As long as I don't exercise vigorously, I'll be fine in my normal life. You don't have to be nervous about me like a fragile doll."

Qi Muhan nodded happily: "Your heart is indeed recovering much better than I thought, but you still need to pay attention. You can't stop the medicine, and take it for a while."

"Well, I'll listen to you."

The corners of Su Qiao's mouth lifted lightly, with a smile in her eyes: "Anyway, I'll leave this body to you."

"Cough cough..." Qi Muhan's face turned red again.

Saying that...it's easy to make people want to cross.

"You don't want to say anything else?" After waiting for more than a month, she still has no intention of expressing herself. Do you still have to let her take the initiative?

"Other?"

Qi Muhan came over without understanding at all, and touched his head.

"Well, I didn't expect that you can not only write songs, but even sing so well, and your guzheng is so good, it's like a professional level."

Su Qiao's face was a little dark.

Who told him to say this?

"Songwriting and singing are just hobbies. Guzheng was taught by my grandma."

"Are you finished?"

Qi Muhan was stared at so directly by her, and he suddenly thought of the previous song, and he didn't know where to put his hands.

"Well, thank you for the song you gave me, I... I like it very much."

Su Qiao has given up.

"As long as you like it."

Qi Muhan hesitated for a moment: "You...you like my hands so much?"

"Yes, I like it."

Su Qiao nodded calmly.

"How can I stand here without it?"

"Thank you...Thank you for your liking, I...I like it too."

Qi Muhan blushed, and after stammering, he turned around to get a tripod or something.

"Well, I'm going to collect the equipment, and by the way, you can send the video to the Internet for you."

Seeing the man who seemed to be running away in a hurry, Su Qiao was a little stunned.

Is it so subtle to even confess?

"Is this... a confession?"

[Host, you are amazing, a few words, the iceberg face is about to become a monkey butt. 】

Although the words were too subtle, Su Qiao didn't care, and regarded it as a confession.

Feeling inexplicably better.

"Have you ever read a book? Can you describe it? If you can't, keep your mouth shut, so that others can't see that you have no ink in your stomach."

[...] The host's swearing is getting more and more poisonous.

The host who protects the cub can't be messed with, can't be messed with!

[By the way, do you want to put a top of your video to help you promote it?]

"Just help us get several major small video platforms, the others don't need to be, just let the flow take its course."

Anyway, she doesn't rely on this to make money.

It's just because I can't go out to work, and I can't go around to play and find a pastime.

In this life, it is impossible for her to fly all over the world like before.

Those deep mountains and old forests, or overseas desert islands, are even more impossible.

For people with heart disease, even flying is restrictive.

Those with mild illness can sit, but they must be very careful. Medical records, emergency medicines, etc. need to be brought.