The emperor's wife is addicted to seducing his wife: his ex-wife is captured

Chapter 133 Hour and Minute Hands

"It's all your fault!" Jun Ling glared at him.

"Yes, yes, blame me, blame me!" Mu Shaocheng nodded, as if admitting his mistake, "I will definitely understand you in the future!"

Hearing what he said, Jun Ling responded, and suddenly said: "I said you are enough, you can't sleep at home, and you even got me to sleep at the company!"

Mu Shaocheng smiled and didn't say a word, but he sounded the alarm again in his heart. Jun Ling's dazed look must wait for her to wake up before going to work next time, otherwise he will regret it to death if something happens!
"Eat first, and we'll talk later when we have something to say."

Jun Ling didn't say anything more. He didn't eat for more than 30 hours in a row, and he had been exercising for so long. Jun Ling just felt uncomfortable.

After cleaning up most of the food, Jun Ling leaned on Mu Shaocheng, "I'm finally full."

The man rubbed her head, "Are you still tired? Take a rest?"

"No, it's even more tiring lying on the bed." Jun Ling rubbed his waist, Mu Shaocheng collected the rest of the trash, and waved to her, "Come here, I'll massage you."

She reflexively moved her body back, but she didn't want her pocket to be too big, and the phone slid out of it. Jun Ling was taken aback, and then suddenly remembered that she had received a call at home.

"Mu Shaocheng, why didn't you approve my resignation letter?"

"As I said before, I'm a businessman. Why don't I do things that are interesting to the company?"

From the very beginning, Mu Shaocheng fell in love with her talent, and Mu Shaocheng didn't intend to let go. Although the conditions Jun Ling said were quite touching, he wanted to see her all the time!
"You are the only one who speaks so grandly of your own selfishness!" Jun Ling poked his forehead fiercely, "I don't believe you!"

"..."

After waiting for a while without listening to Mu Shaocheng, Jun Ling couldn't help but ask, "You just transferred my assistant away?"

Knowing that the real problem finally came, Mu Shaocheng pulled her into his arms, looked into her eyes seriously and said, "You have to understand me, Jun Ling, as a man, as your husband, I don't like The look in other men's eyes when they see you."

"So you transferred him?"

"He is a Ph.D. in economics, so he will be more proficient in the business department."

"..."

"Really, besides, the assistant I just found for you is not bad, you can try it!"

Leaning on him slowly, listening to the beating of his heart, Jun Ling sighed inaudibly, "You really are..."

"What? Don't I have the right?"

"Of course there is." Jun Ling said even more weakly, "But it's not a matter of rights, I just think it's easy to partner with Zichen."

What Jun Ling didn't say was that people are treated equally, if you can treat my friends like this, will I be able to treat Bai Shiyu like this one day?
However, Jun Ling did not say these words after all!
"Can you give it a try? If it doesn't work... I'll transfer Ling Zichen back." Mu Shaocheng took a step back.

Jun Ling gave him a strange look, a little surprised at his compromise, and didn't say anything more, nodded lazily, then leaned on his shoulder and closed his eyes again.

"Are you still angry with me?" He pinched her face, thinking that she didn't show him a good face for several days in the hospital.

Jun Ling shook his head again, "Do you know what I want?"

A stability, a trust, is it so difficult?
Later, Jun Ling realized that it wasn't difficult, but that he didn't understand her needs at all!
Close your eyes, what he said that day still rings in your ears, and it still hurts even now.

Mu Shaocheng looked at her sad face and said, "I just want to own you."

Jun Ling didn't know what else to say at this time. She thought that he was the one who held her hand and led her to open the door of love, but finally found out that he was actually more confused than her and less understanding of feelings.

The two lingered for a while, then Jun Ling urged Mu Shaocheng to look at the documents, and then he hugged his notebook and started to fiddle with his own things. Mu Shaocheng suddenly thought of what he heard yesterday, so he walked up to her again, holding back Can't stop asking: "Have you opened a new book?"

Jun Ling hummed, and Mu Shaocheng's next question followed, "Then Jun Yan is still responsible for the copyright issue?"

Jun Ling looked up at him speechlessly, "This is a travelogue, are you sure you want to buy the copyright?"

"Travel Notes?" Mu Shaocheng suddenly nodded. This has nothing to do with the previous books, okay?

Jun Ling saw his doubts and said, "Which one of my books is related to other books?"

Mu Shaocheng thought about it too, "So you went out to play?"

"Otherwise?" Jun Ling asked, rolling his eyes.

"..." I thought I was really angry!he thought to himself.

"I will have a lot of time to go out in the future, are you sure you really want me to be the director of your planning department?"

"En." Mu Shaocheng didn't hesitate.

Jun Ling didn't shirk after seeing it, "I have a request, I ask for my working hours to be free."

"..."

Jun Ling seemed to hear a "pop", and Mu Shaocheng's face fell from the sky to the ground!
"Don't even think about it!" Mu Shaocheng pinched her face and said fiercely.

"I...do you have to treat me like a toy, so that you can feel at ease wherever you go?" Jun Ling suddenly turned his head, with a rare gloomy expression on his face and bright eyes Two beams of scorching light were projected from it, as if they were going to shine into his heart and explore all his secrets.

Mu Shaocheng's heart tightened, but he still distinguished: "I just want to be with you!"

"..."

Jun Ling didn't speak, stood up and was about to go out, Mu Shaocheng grabbed her, "What do you want to do?"

"Don't you think the two of us should be calm? Is it interesting to quarrel when we meet and quarrel when we meet?"

She shook her hand very irritably, but she didn't want him to push hard, so she fell on him.

Mu Shaocheng locked her tightly and refused to let her go no matter what, "Jun Ling, why can't you understand? We are husband and wife, shouldn't we be together?"

"I don't want to quarrel with you, Mu Shaocheng!" Jun Ling snorted, "There is something wrong with your current situation, I suggest you calm down, you'd better figure out what you're doing, and I'm the same."

"What's the problem? Isn't loving someone just wanting to be with her? Is there something wrong with that?"

"It's true to love someone and want to be with her, but being together is not like this, Mu Shaocheng, do you understand, have you ever seen a couple stuck together like double-sided tape! "

"..."

As soon as his breath cooled, Jun Ling felt her body being tightened again. She struggled a bit, and finally leaned against him as if in compromise, "Let's consider another issue?"

"You said."

"Career and love, choose one or the other, which one do you choose?"

"I choose you." He raised her chin, his eyes were so hot that it almost burned her nerves, "I haven't read love studies, I don't know what love is, but Jun Ling, I want you, and my career is also good. Love is worth mentioning, in front of you, it is insignificant."

If your career is gone, you can fight again, but if you are gone, what else will I do!
Jun Ling stopped talking immediately, and lay on his chest, exhaling and exhaling, without moving or saying anything.

After a while, Mu Shaocheng stroked her long hair and said, "I'm too selfish, right?"

"If you talk again, I'll throw you out!" A threatening voice came from his chest, and Mu Shaocheng could almost feel the tremor in his heart, but he really didn't say anything more.

Jun Ling just lay on his chest without moving. If he could not feel the scorching breath on his chest, Mu Shaocheng would have felt that she had become a sculpture.

I don't know how long it took before Jun Ling sighed, "Shaocheng, I don't know what the color of your past is, and who painted such a deep and colorful stroke in your life that it is still deep in your heart. is imprinted on the canvas of your life, but I guess we can talk, right?"

"..." He was a little stiff, and he was very surprised that Jun Ling would bring up questions about the past at this time.

Jun Ling didn't seem to be expecting his answer, and continued, "You may not like what I say next, but apart from the fact that I like you and that I am your wife, from an objective point of view, I can actually I found that you are a very insecure and possessive man, because you are afraid of losing, so you want to firmly control everything in your own hands."

"But you forgot, whether it's marriage or love, you need patience and love to tolerate and understand. I can understand you, so you can understand me too, right?"

"..." Mu Shaocheng looked at her with complicated eyes.

Jun Ling snorted, got up from him at some point and glared at him, "What do you look at me like that, I'm angry too!"

"Okay, good boy, don't be angry anymore, can I make Buddha jump over the wall for you tonight?"

With an obviously softer voice, those who can use this method to coax people are also sei!
Jun Ling rubbed against his chest resentfully, snorted lukewarmly, and asked, "Have you ever seen a clock?"

"Uh..." The corner of Mu Shaocheng's mouth twitched, wondering what kind of medicine she was selling in the gourd! "certainly."

Jun Ling shook his head, and said, "Do you know what a clock looks like at six o'clock?"

Mu Shao continued to be speechless, but still answered patiently, "The hour hand points to six, and the dispute points to 12."

"Well," Jun Ling responded, "From the point of view, six o'clock is the time when the hour and minute hands are at the widest angle."

"The hour hand moves 30 degrees in one hour, and the minute hand moves 360 degrees in one hour. However, no matter how fast the hour hand moves, at 12 o'clock each time, both will continue to move forward, no matter how much the minute hand moves, The hour hand will follow behind him and catch up slowly."

"For you and me, it's like the hour and minute hands. You chase after me. No matter how fast you go or how slow I go, I think I can see your back every time I raise my head. I also hope that you will not be as ruthless as the minute hand, keep moving forward and never know how to turn back."

(End of this chapter)