A Fascinating Marriage with the Colonel

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After working overtime for more than a week, Qin Yun finally prepared the information that Yang Tezhu gave her.

It is rare to get off work on time and return to the father. Qin Yun plans to make a rich dinner in person, not only to reward his hard work, but also to make him happy.

Qin Yue knows that the father likes her dishes very much.

"Okay, I'll let you prepare the ingredients for you." The old man heard that she was going to cook in person, so happy that he could not shut up, and quickly let the kitchen prepare the ingredients needed by Qin Yue.

Qin Yue was busy in the kitchen. Old Lady Ling watched TV in the living room and wandered around the kitchen twice from time to time, like a leader's inspection.

Qin Yue smiled secretly and lifted the lid of the four-flavored pork belly soup: "Grandpa, do you smell, is this soup fragrant?"

"Scent!" The old man gave her a thumbs up and looked into the soup pot. "What materials did you put in it? I smell the smell of longan."

"Your nose is really good." Qin Min blinked and smiled. "It's not cold now, I put Poria, longan, lotus seeds and Huaishan to warm up and nourish the stomach, which is best for you to drink."

The old man was very happy, nodded, and paced out with satisfaction.

After a while, when Qin Min cut the **** slices, he heard a slight footsteps behind him.

She thought the old man had come to "inspect" again, and couldn't help but flutter and joked: "Grandpa, don't you believe in my cooking? I'm sad."

"Grandpa?" Qin Wei tightened his waist, and a strong arm wrapped around him, with warmth in his ears, "Am I so old? Huh?"

Qin Yue then realized that it was not the old man, but Ling Mohan was back.

She moved a little uncomfortably: "I work, don't hold me."

Ling Mohan put her chin on her shoulder and said lazily, "I see you work."

"If you let go, I'm not good enough to get a knife." Qin Yuan complained.

"I'm coming." Ling Mohan let go of Qin Yue and took away the kitchen knife in her hand.

Qin Yun was trying to say that you used a kitchen knife every day when you took a gun, and then saw that piece of **** was cut into pieces by Ling Mohan.

This is too fast!

She was stunned, staring at the **** slices, and found that they were cut as thin as ever.

Qin Yue coughed gently: "OK."

Ling Mohan tapped her forehead: "Is it so difficult to praise your husband? When I was in special training in the military area, it was all trivial."

Qin Yue heard his words "husband", his face changed slightly, and the hand holding the **** piece was a bit stiff.

Ling Mohan deliberately asked, "Did I make a mistake?"

"Why are you so shameless." Qin Min glanced at him slightly, his cheeks a little hot, and turned to wash vegetables.

Ling Mohan showed a pleasant smile in his eyes, chasing after him, "Isn't I your husband? My sword skills are not great?"

Qin Yue had nothing to say.

As long as they have not signed the divorce agreement, it is the husband and wife and Ling Mohan's identity is her husband.

But how did she feel that Ling Mohan said so intentionally.

"I'm not right?" Ling Mohan walked to her again.

Qin Yue said angrily: "Yes, yes, yes ... Come on out, don't get in the way."

Ling Mohan's eyes became dark and bright: "Then you call me a husband to listen."

Qin Yan almost stuffed the dish into his mouth.

She looked up, watching the banter in the man's eyes, and suddenly chuckled.

Ling Mohan immediately looked forward to his expression.

In the next second, Qin Yun's red lips slowly spit out two words: "Asshole!"

Ling Mohan's face sank, and he grabbed Qin Wei's head with his hands, and pressed her to be a wolf kiss.

Qin Yan's lips and tongue were kissed hot by him, and he said angrily, "Hurry up and go with Grandpa to watch TV!"

Ling Mohan licked his thin lips and stared at Qin Hui for a while before leaving the kitchen.

Anyway, don't worry, all he has is time and Qin Xiaohuan.

Qin Wei made four dishes and one soup. The old man liked the four-flavored pork belly soup. He drank two bowls in a row and ate half a bowl of rice.

As long as the old man's appetite is good, Qin Yue feels satisfied with this dinner.

After dinner, Su Xiaoya called and muttered dissatisfied: "Baby, why don't you come back? I'm bored living in an apartment by myself! If it's not the job of the magazine, I want to go Dongcheng is looking for you. "

Then Qin Min remembered that he hadn't told Su Xiaoya that he had returned to Lincheng, but he had forgotten it.

"I'm back, but here with Grandpa, come back later."

"Aren't you going to divorce Ling Mohan? Why are you still living with Mrs. Ling, aren't you afraid he will force you to have a baby? Haha, I guess you must be reconciled."

Qin Yue went to the yard and whispered, "I'm here with Grandpa. Some things are inconvenient to say, but I haven't made up with him yet, and are going through the divorce process."

"Well, it's hard to act for you." Su Xiaoya distressed her.

The doorbell rang in the apartment. Su Xiaoya held her cell phone and went to see the videophone while talking to Qin Yue. I did not expect that Mu Qian was standing outside the door!

Su Xiaoya was a little flustered, and quickly said to Qin Yun: "That, baby, my brother is here, I'll hang up first."

After hanging up, Su Xiaoya stuffed her cell phone into her pocket and was about to open the door, remembering that she was wearing pajamas and was empty inside.

She quickly pressed the videophone: "Brother, wait a minute."

Su Xiaoya ran back to the room and quickly put on her corset, making sure she was well-dressed, and that her pajamas were not exposed, so she went out and opened the door.

"Brother, why are you here?" She asked with a smile.

Mu Qian walked into the apartment and said lightly, "Pass by, look up."

Su Xiaoya thought it strange that the road from the hospital to the apartment was not smooth, but maybe he passed by because of other things.

"Why don't you call me these days?" Mu Qian sat down on the sofa, looking serious.

"Isn't this busy?" Su Xiaoya found the oldest excuse.

She moved back to the apartment for several days. She never contacted Mu Qian during this period. Although there was a reason for her busy work, in the final analysis, she deliberately refused to contact her, so as not to deepen her mind.

Mu Qiang looked at Su Xiaoya calmly, and didn't speak with a stretched face, and couldn't see whether he was angry or anything.

Su Xiaoya flustered inexplicably, for fear of being pierced by his mind, and quickly laughed: "I'll go and pour you a glass of water."

Without waiting for Mu Qian to speak, she poured water diligently.

After a while, Su Xiaoya came over holding a water glass and said with a smile, "Brother, you drink water ... Ah!"

The slippers slipped under her feet, and the whole person rushed towards Mu Qian with a drinking glass!

Boom!

Su Xiaoya slammed on Mu Qian, the glass flew on the sofa, but did not spill on Mu Qian.

But at this time Su Xiaoya's posture was very strange and embarrassing.

Because her face happened to be between Mu Qian's thigh, the most sensitive part of the man.

There was silence in the living room.

Su Xiaoya stiffened and slowly raised her head. The small, round face was as red as a ripe apple, and even her lips were stained with red.

She looked at Mu Qian's tight and stern face, licked her lips, and calmed the atmosphere: "I, I didn't mean to ..."

Mu Qian suddenly leaned down and kissed her lips!

Su Xiaoya was so shocked that her neck was stiff, her eyes widened, and only one sentence remained in her head repeatedly: he was kissing me! He is kissing me!

"Close your eyes," Mu Qiang ordered dumbly.

Su Xiaoya closed her eyes stupidly, feeling that her lips were wet and soft, and a tingling sensation like a slight current rushed up from the soles of her feet, making her physically and mentally soft.

Mu Qian kissed fiercely and devotedly, as if suppressed for a long time, and turned Su Xiaoya into a dizzy kiss. She didn't know about ventilation, and almost choked.

"Fool." Mu Qian finally let go of her, a serious smile on her serious face.

Su Xiaoya stared at him dumbly: "You look so nice when you laugh."

Mu Qian kissed her forehead.

Su Xiaoya stammered at her lips: "Keep kissing."

Mu Qian kissed her lips again.

Su Xiaoya still hasn't returned to her, as if dreaming, muttering, "Are you really Mu Qian? I'm not dreaming? How can you kiss me? You obviously, obviously don't like me."

She said she was still aggrieved, her eyes quickly turned red, and she burst into tears, and said to herself, "I don't cry in front of you, it will be ugly."

Mu Qian looked at Jiaojiao's appearance, and her lip angle could not help expanding: "If I am not Mu Qian, who do you think I am?"

Su Xiaoya shyly said, "I am a male god."

"Your male god?" Mu Qian sank suddenly.

Su Xiaoya nodded: "My male **** is my brother."

Mu Qian couldn't help crying and laughing, only to know that she hadn't slowed down yet, and she was in a mess.

He put his hands under Su Xiaoya's armpit, and with both arms, he lifted her from the ground like a child and sat on his lap.

Su Xiaoya's reflection arc was very long, and finally came over, screaming, "You you you ... you kiss me!"

Mu Qian said, "Do you want me to be responsible to you?"

"Yes!" Su Xiaoya said decisively.

She leaned against Mu Qian's chest, and laughed secretly while listening to his "thumping" heartbeat.

It turned out he was nervous.

"Brother, do you like me?" Su Xiaoya raised her face and looked at Mu Qian anxiously and expectantly.

Her heart had never beaten so violently, for fear it was all a dream.

It wasn't until she heard Mu Qian's cry that the high hanging heart landed safely, and tears suddenly fell.

Even if Mu Qian said a word, Su Xiaoya thought it was enough!

Mu Qian bowed her head and kissed the tears on her face: "Why is it like a child, so crying?"

Su Xiaoya nodded and shook her head vigorously: "I'm not a kid, I've reached the age when I can fall in love with you!"

Mu Qian laughed, her eyes were full of coddling.

The next day, Su Xiaoya woke up from the bed and suddenly remembered what happened last night, suddenly not sure whether it was true or not.

She was about to call Mu Qian, but saw that Mu Qian sent an extra message at eight this morning: "Fool, let's have dinner together tonight."

Fool ... Hey, he calls himself a fool!

Su Xiaoya thinks these two words are simply the most beautiful love words in the world.

I had known that Mu Qian had called her Xiaoya before and was not close at all.