Chapter 2090: Chapter 1960: Broaden Your Horizons
"Yiyiâs back isnât injured, right? Sheâs always worried about leaving a scar on her back," Song Xiaodong said.
"Hmm, and then?" Qiao Yutong asked.
"I understand Yiyiâs feelings now. Such a beautiful back, leaving a scar would be really a pity," Song Xiaodong said.
Qiao Yutongâs face turned red, feeling very deliberate inside, and smiled at Song Xiaodong, saying, "Youâre quite good at complimenting people."
"Ah, unfortunately, thereâs a shadow the size of a fingernail on Yiyiâs back, but my medical skill probably canât heal that yet," Song Xiaodong sighed.
"You can heal a brain hemorrhage patient, but you canât heal a small scar?" Qiao Yutong asked Song Xiaodong.
"Ah, Iâm telling you, skin is the hardest to heal, even more than diseases in the brain. Especially scars, theyâre the hardest of the hardest to heal," Song Xiaodong said.
"I see..." Qiao Yutongâs face suddenly clouded over, not knowing what sheâs thinking.
"Whatâs wrong?" Song Xiaodong asked Qiao Yutong.
"I... itâs nothing." Qiao Yutong shook her head, turned around, and said to Song Xiaodong, "Iâll do the front myself."
Qiao Yutong reached out to take the sunscreen from Song Xiaodongâs hand.
"Hey, itâs okay, let me help," Song Xiaodong bent down, smiled at Qiao Yutong, holding onto the sunscreen and refusing to let go.
"In your dreams!" Qiao Yutong glared at Song Xiaodong.
Song Xiaodong reluctantly handed over the sunscreen, turned around, and lay back on his deck chair like a salted fish.
Qiao Yutong lay on the deck chair, propped up a leg, squeezed some sunscreen onto her flat little belly, and applied it to her belly, chest, and face.
"Hey, should I apply some for you too?" Qiao Yutong saw Song Xiaodong lying dead on the deck chair, turned around, and smiled as she asked.
Song Xiaodong still didnât respond to Qiao Yutong.
Qiao Yutong just stood up, came over to Song Xiaodong, and directly squeezed the sunscreen onto Song Xiaodongâs well-defined eight-pack abs.
"Oh my, let me check," Qiao Yutongâs eyes lit up at Song Xiaodongâs abs, couldnât help but touch them, and said, "Two, four, six, eight, wow youâre impressive, do you exercise often? The seventh and eighth abdominal muscles are really hard to connect!" Qiao Yutong said.
Song Xiaodong opened his eyes, glanced at Qiao Yutong, and said, "I didnât train this, I was born with it."
"Shameless!" Qiao Yutong squatted down and helped Song Xiaodong apply sunscreen to his tummy, Song Xiaodong glanced sideways, and her front was exposed, pink grapes in full bloom.
"Truly a stunner!" Song Xiaodong couldnât help but sigh in his heart.
"Stop staring, itâs just two lumps of flesh, whatâs there to look at?" Qiao Yutong caught Song Xiaodongâs gaze but didnât get angry, she just playfully scolded him and then pinched Song Xiaodongâs chest muscles and biceps.
"Stop touching unless youâre paying for it!" Song Xiaodong said to Qiao Yutong.
"Who cares?" Qiao Yutong finished applying the sunscreen, slapped Song Xiaodongâs chest, and her eyes caught an inappropriate bulge in Song Xiaodongâs swim trunks seeming even more imposing.
"Giggle giggle," Qiao Yutong laughed, giving Song Xiaodong a naughty look and striking various alluring poses, asking Song Xiaodong, "Am I sexy?"
"I didnât react because of you; itâs because of that girl Iâm responding to," Song Xiaodong pointed to Chen Shuying in the distance.
"You can react from so far away? How perverted," Qiao Yutong lightly tapped Song Xiaodongâs privates, feeling a stone-like hardness and quickly withdrew her hand, frightened.
"Is it that scary?" Qiao Yutong asked Song Xiaodong.
Song Xiaodong looked at Qiao Yutong, then at his treasure, and said to Qiao Yutong, "Director Qiao, you better go easy on that, I have ten or so wives waiting for this to satisfy them!"
"Are they all this hard or is it just yours?" Qiao Yutong asked.
"Are they all this hard? Dream on! I said, I have outstanding talent and function well, my wives scream they canât take it every night. Apart from me, other men are soft," Song Xiaodong said smugly.
"Donât lie to me, I may not have seen one in real life, but Iâve seen them in movies."
"Director Qiao, youâve never seen a real one?" Song Xiaodong asked Qiao Yutong.
Qiao Yutong felt embarrassed, she was almost thirty and had never seen a manâs privates.
"Hmm..." Qiao Yutong nodded.
"Hahahahaha..." Of course, Song Xiaodong seized the opportunity to mock her.
"Why are you laughing? This shows Iâm pure!" Qiao Yutong stomped her foot, saying to Song Xiaodong.
"Youâre almost thirty and never seen a real one? Then thatâs it, you wasted the best years of your youth!" Song Xiaodong laughed, ridiculing.
"I donât mind! Just the right thing to preserve my chastity until I get married!" Qiao Yutong said.
As soon as Qiao Yutong finished speaking, she realized she said something wrong again.
She was almost thirty, not only still a virgin but a virgin who hadnât seen a manâs thing.
"Ahahahahaha..." Song Xiaodong burst into laughter again.
"Stop laughing!" Qiao Yutongâs face turned bright red, she clutched her fist and punched Song Xiaodongâs arm.
"Director Qiao, youâre done; these almost thirty years youâve lived for nothing," Song Xiaodong held back his laughter, looking at Qiao Yutong and shaking his head.
"Mind your own business!" Qiao Yutong angrily turned her back on Song Xiaodong, sitting next to Song Xiaodongâs deck chair.
"Director Qiao, if youâve really never seen a real one, I could show you, open your eyes," Song Xiaodong mischievously suggested, looking at Qiao Yutongâs side profile.