Dominated husband,stay away from me!

"Little bag, little bag, little bag."

I feel that I have a good idea when I hear Junshi. The sweet girl voice keeps calling, which also brings the boy's thoughts far away.

Vaguely, he seemed to have heard someone call him that.

Besides, more than one person has called that.

In all this, can feel the call, he most miss a person's voice.

It's very similar to the sound now, a little bit sharp, but different.

"Baobao, what's the matter with you?" Found that the boy in a daze, Wen Jun poem doubt asked.

The boy regained consciousness and shook his head gently. "Nothing."

"Shall I call you little bag?" She asked, blinking her big doll eyes.

The boy was soft hearted and nodded uncontrollably.

"Great!" Wen Jun poem cheered, seriously said: "this is my exclusive address, only I can call you small bag, OK?"

The boy nodded again.

"Little bag."

"Shh." The boy turned his head and continued to watch TV attentively.

Although Wen Junshi didn't know why he liked two boys fighting together, he was quiet and watched with him.

An hour later, the kitchen aunt's meat bag was ready.

"Poetry, dinner."

Because the boy can't remember his name, no one else can call him.

Wen Jun poem rose in response to the voice, thought about it, said to the kitchen aunt: "Auntie, later call him small bag."

"Little bag?" The kitchen aunt was stunned and then laughed, "did you get up? Is it because he likes to eat meat buns, that's why it's called "Baobao"

Smell Jun poem embarrassed nod, pull small bag's hand, "he calls small bag."

"Well, poetry, little bag, dinner."

When the kitchen aunt turned to prepare, Wen Junshi whispered to Xiao Bao: "lend them this name first, or they can't call you. When you think of who you are, you can call it back to me, or can I call it by myself

Xiao Bao has no opinion. He nods.

Wen Junshi relieved smile, two people holding hands to go to the restaurant to eat.

After dinner, Xiao Bao continued to watch the video of the fight contest and heard the poem practicing at the same time.

Although her family was a soldier's family, her mother didn't want her to be a soldier, so she was asked to practice piano, chess, calligraphy and painting and be a little lady.

In the evening, Wen Junshi's mother got off work and picked up her brother Wen Hanzhang.

Wen Hanzhang, 7.5 years old, is a sophomore in the primary school of the military region.

When Wen's mother came back, Wen Junshi immediately turned into a little princess who loved to be coquettish and was tired of being around her mother.

Wen Hanzhang is doing his homework while Xiaobao follows.

"Do you understand?" Wen Hanzhang asked him.

Bao nodded gently.

Wen Hanzhang was surprised and pointed to the words above to ask Xiaobao, who answered one by one.

He looked like he was more than three or four years old. He knew so many words.

Wen Hanzhang was surprised and told his mother about it.

Wen mother gently hugged the small bag, soft voice said: "small package is really smart."

Wen Junshi heard his mother call his name, and immediately leaned over with a smile, "Mom, when will dad come back? He said he would find his family for Xiaobao

Last time, because the emergency orders of the troops could not be delayed, they directly brought the bag back.

After he came back, Wen Jingyu was busy, and Ouyang was not seen. Xiaobao lived in their house.

"I expect to be back next week. Your father has already sent someone to check it out."

"Well, Xiao Bao's family must be very anxious to find him." Although she was a little reluctant to give up the small bag, but even more reluctant to give up the small bag and her family.

"Poetry, don't worry, we will find his family for Xiaobao, and then Xiaobao will remember everything."

"Well." Wen Junshi nodded and held the hand of Xiaobao.

Xiao Bao looks at her with deep eyes.

Wen's mother thought that Xiao Bao didn't look like a child from an ordinary family. She should have an extraordinary origin. She had this feeling.

……

Nie Qian didn't expect that Zhou Changlong would really go to see the dean's mother when she had a wound on her face.

What she told her mother was that she couldn't go with her cold and illness. When the dean's mother called to say hello, she was satisfied with Zhou Changlong's praise, which made her feel very embarrassed.

Can't go to the hospital, she also has nothing to do. She cleans and cooks at home every day. She looks like a housewife.

Wang mei'e did not come again, but Zhou Changxi came twice and brought her an ointment that was said to be very effective in treating the scars on her face.

It can be seen that Zhou Changxi likes herself very much. The girl is simple and easy to get along with, which makes her feel good.This kind of life is really like family life.

While Nie Qian is mopping the floor with a mop, Zhou Changlong is sitting on the sofa watching TV in his home clothes.

He watched the ball game with tea on the tea table, so I was absorbed in it.

Nie Qian dragged to his feet and called him softly: "lift your feet."

Zhou Changlong looked at it seriously, almost without blinking, holding his breath, and naturally did not pay attention.

Nie Qian waited for a while, several people on the TV grab a ball, no one can kick in, deadlock.

The ball changed from one man's foot to another, and there was no intention of ending it.

Without patience, she put her face close to his face, "lift your feet."

"Tut!" Zhou Changlong sneered and grabbed her arm.

"Ah Nie Qian exclaimed and was pulled to his knees to hold him.

It's like a pillow.

In order to prevent her from moving, his arm is very tight.

Ear is his shallow breath sound, Nie Qian sweet lips, uneasy in his leg twist body.

"That, Zhou Changlong, you, you let me go, I will not disturb you."

Zhou Changlong didn't seem to hear her and ignored her at all.

There was no way. She had to stay.

Until

"In!" With a surprise, Zhou Changlong held her cheek and gave her a hard kiss on the lips.

Nie Qian silly live, to the end is how to come down from his legs do not know.

Her cheeks were red. She covered her lips and looked at his handsome side face.

Heartbeat, lost frequency.

It's over. It's over.

She seemed, as if, to like him more and more.

What can I do?

*

the next day, the hospital.

"Xiaoqian, Xiaoqian, Xiaoqian."

"Well? what? Mother of the dean? "

The dean's mother laughed and touched her cheek, "are you tired? I think you are absent-minded

"Ah? No, nothing. "

Nie Qian said and asked, "mother, do you eat fruit? Apple? Bananas. "

"No Holding her finger, the dean's mother asked, "Xiaoqian, you and Changlong, are you still good?"

"We, we're fine."

"That's good." The dean's mother breathed a sigh of relief, "by the way, the doctor told me today that next month, I can be discharged."

"Really?" Nie Qian big eyes, "really? Mother of the dean. "

"Well, really, I forgot to tell you just now."

"Great!" Embracing the president's mother, Nie Qian's eyes are red, keep talking too good.

"Bell."

Just then, her cell phone rings.

The caller is Zhou Changlong.

She wiped her eyes and whispered, "Mom, Dean, I'll answer the phone."

"Well, go ahead."

Walking out of the ward with her mobile phone, she pressed to answer.

"Hello?"

"Hello?"

Over there, the man's voice rings.

But it was a completely strange voice.

Nie Qian frowned and asked, "are you? What about Zhou Changlong? "

"Xiao Er, have you got through? Chang Long is coming back. "

"Yes, yes."

"I don't want anyone to come over yet."

"Well, you're going to find sleep right now, on the third floor, 306."

The man over there finished and hung up.

"Hello? Hello Nie Qian listens to the busy voice that comes over there, thin eyebrow frown tighter.

What do you mean?

Why did she go to sleep? Do you mean Zhou Changlong?

After thinking about it, she went back to the ward and told the dean that her mother had a sudden emergency.

Out of the hospital, took a taxi to find sleep.

Looking for sleep, 306.

standing at the door of the private room, Nie Qian hesitated, then took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

No one answered, and she frowned and knocked a few times, but no one answered.

"It's you."

All of a sudden, there was a husky man's voice behind him.

Nie Qian is surprised, the neck has been held.

"What are you doing?" She turned to look at the man, and the wine fumes on her face made her frown, "let me go!"

The man was drunk and said with a smile, "if you knock like this, you can't hear it inside. Go in."

With that, he reached for the door knob and pushed the door open.

"Here comes the man!"

A roar attracted the attention of everyone in the private room.

There were about 4 or 5 people in it. The wine was mixed with smoke, which was pungent.

The man put his arm around her and pushed her in the middle! Chang Long's little loverLaughing, Nie Qian only saw a pair of heavy eyes.

He was sitting in the corner, holding a goblet filled with scarlet liquid.

The rest are two men and two women, the women dressed in hot, close to the man.

Release Nie Qian, the man also returns to the sofa, sits back in the middle position.

She stood there awkwardly, with her head down and her lips clenched.

I didn't miss it. The man introduced her just now.

Lover.

The meaning of this lover is self-evident.

She didn't want to cry, not at all.

It's just that self-esteem seems to be crushed.

"Who told her to come?"

The man's anger was not heard.

What?

Did he feel ashamed of himself?

Today, she went to the hospital to see the president's mother, so she wore a pair of jeans, white cloth shoes, a white T-shirt and a horsetail on her upper body. If she wanted more soil, she would have more soil.

"What's the matter? Changlong, we are just playing. I didn't expect that you like this kind of radish now. "

"What kind of vegetables and radishes, clear soup noodles."

"Chang long, you little lover, can you do it in bed?"

They are friends who have known each other for many years, and their words are also open.

Mainly, they all regard Nie Qian as a girl who is fostered by Zhou Changlong.

In fact, it is.

Zhou Changlong twisted his eyebrows, drank up his wine and stood up.

Delicate to Nie Qian, he took her waist.

Nie Qian surprised, turned to look at him, just listen to him said: "she is a lover, but lovers and lovers are not the same, isn't it?"

When he said that, they were surprised.

It seems that they failed to predict.

Is Zhou Changlong serious about this announcement?

And Nie Qian was completely shocked.

She seems to understand Zhou Changlong's meaning, but she doesn't seem to understand it.

Why is he always so unpredictable.

……

After Fu Mingrui came back, he didn't care about the dusk. He always helped Zhou Yanchen check the whereabouts of Meng baozi.

Zhou Yanchen has to take care of both investigation and Kuang Xuelai.

Fortunately, after Tao Zi came to persuade him last time, Kuang Xuelai's situation has greatly improved. At least, he has a good meal and a good sleep.

Push open the bedroom door and don't see her.

Zhou Yanchen sank her eyes, turned her steps and went to Meng baozi's bedroom.

She is sitting on the bed of cute buns, looking at the photo album.

Zhou Yanchen approached, squatted in front of her and held her finger.

"Snow and snow."

"Well." She raised her eyes and laughed at him, "ah Chen, you see, the small bag looks really like you."

Zhou Yanchen held her finger and kissed her lips. She took the trouble to tell her: "snow, we can find the bag, we can find it."

"Well, I know." She nodded, her eyes still falling on the album.

Her small bag, so smart, so sensible, so cute, no matter what happens, can be saved.

She believes, she believes.

Also believe him, will be able to find the bag.

Accompany her to see for a while, Zhou Yanchen said softly: "OK, don't look."

If you go on, I'm afraid she will be sad again.

"Hungry? Would you like something to eat? "

Kuang Xuelai closed the album and said with a smile, "I want to eat meat bun a little bit."

Zhou Yanchen's Phoenix eyes twinkled and her fingers flicked her forehead. "OK, let aunt GUI make you a meat bag."

Nodding, she put the album on the bed and stood up with Zhou Yanchen.

All of a sudden, Zhou Yanchen's mobile phone is shouting in his pocket.

With one hand around Kuang Xuelai's shoulder, he took out his mobile phone with the other hand and pressed to answer.

"Hello."

A few seconds later, Zhou Yanchen put down his mobile phone and turned to look at her.

"What's the matter?" Kuang Xue asked.

Thin lip light tremble, he word by word: "snow, found the packet."

www.readwn.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!