I love you, Mr.Commander

Mu Li heard that his face was gloomy to the limit at last. If the man wanted to be shameless, he decided to have a restaurant before he ran over and asked?

He turned his head again and caught a glimpse of the smile on Lin Qing's lips. The smile was different from the usual perfunctory to others. There was an irresistible tenderness.

Mu Li recalled that she had not even smiled at him since she met him just now.

I can't bear it. I can't bear it.

Mu Li didn't think there would be a father from the beginning. After all, it was his fault five years ago. Lin Qing is still angry now. It's right to deny him.

But this phone call completely broke his guess, and Mu Li's hand holding the steering wheel couldn't help tightening.

"Who is he?"

"What?" Lin Qing was puzzled for a moment.

"The man who called you," Mu Li's voice was sour, and his face was very heavy. "Why did his son call his father?"

Lin Qing really didn't want to continue to entangle with him, especially his son's question: "who is he and what does it have to do with you? Also, I repeat, I don't know you, and orange is not your son. "

"Don't you know me? How many moles do you have? I can count them with my eyes closed. Now I pretend I don't know me? " Mu Li narrowed his eyes and raised the speed higher.

Lin Qing didn't expect him to say such words. He was angry: "what are you talking about!"

"Isn't it?" Mu Li raised his eyebrows, obviously to discuss the problem thoroughly, "otherwise, let me see if the mole on your chest is still there?"

"I have no mole on my chest!" Lin Qing's face looked unnatural, but her hand subconsciously blocked in front of her chest.

Orange looked at them as if he didn't understand. The god horse suddenly quarreled. He grabbed Lin Qing's skirt with his small hand and had a good time. In a word, he sold Lin Qing: "Mommy, there are moles on your chest. I saw them last night ~"

Not only did I see it, but I poked it several times.

Lin Qing bit her lower lip. Unexpectedly, she was sold by her son. She looked a little slow. She picked up a light tone and held her son's lower hand holding the skirt into the palm: "orange is wrong. It's not a mole."

Orange raised his little head and obviously didn't believe it: "is that a god horse?"

He's not that easy to cheat!

Lin Qing's eyes were soft and curved, trying to fool the past: "nothing."

Orange was unwilling, her eyes turned and suddenly smiled: "is it because she went to find her father that night?"

"..." Lin Qing was so blocked by her son that she couldn't explain it. She couldn't explain that it was a mole and had nothing to do with others?

Lin Qing's silence seemed to be tacit in Mu Li's eyes. His face was momentary sinister. What do you mean?

Is there a kiss mark or something on her chest?!

Thinking of this, Mu Li suddenly stepped on the accelerator to the end, which felt very much like the rainstorm that night. He chased to the airport, but missed it.

He was so annoyed that he didn't notice a car coming from the side lane at the intersection in front of him.

"Mu Li!"

Lin Qing found the car and caught Mu Li's arm off guard: "be careful!"

She almost blurted out, completely unaware of what she said.

Mu Li reacted very quickly. When the car came, he turned around. The car drew an arc on the road and avoided the car.

Fortunately, orange has a strong sense of self-protection and is tightly protected by Lin Qing without being injured. Lin Qing hurriedly picked up the orange and looked at it carefully: "is the orange okay? Did you hit anywhere? "

"Something happened to orange wood!" Orange patted his chest, but a small face could also see tension. He got into Lin Qing's arms and hugged her neck, "Mommy, don't be afraid, orange will protect Mommy!"

Lin Qing's nose was sour and nodded softly: "oranges are great."

The sports car has gradually slowed down. When Lin Qing looks up again, the car has stopped on the roadside.

She just doesn't want to stay here anymore. She grabs her bag and takes orange out of the car. As soon as he moved, his wrist was caught by Mu Li.

Lin Qing was surprised, and the moment she turned her eyes was caught in her arms by a big hand.

"What did you just call me?" The low voice came from overhead, and Lin Qing's heart jumped.

I can't escape that Muri just now.

"Let go, I don't know what you're talking about." Lin Qing insisted on getting rid of him, but he was hugged more tightly. His breath was hot and steady, and it made people tremble in her hair.

Lin Qing's hands clenched into fists and pushed back the man's chest.

"It doesn't matter if you don't know. I'll remind you. Now that you're back, I won't give you another chance to leave." Mu Li leaned down, his chin against her neck, his arm around her back and tightly attached to her thin waist.

Even the feeling of holding her hasn't changed. Why can't this woman take soft clothes?

Lin Qing couldn't stand his proximity and pushed Mu li away: "have you had enough? I said I didn't know you! "

Her strength was amazing, and Mu Li's arm was torn away by her.

"Well, if you don't know me, we'll know each other from now on." Mu Li stretched out his hand, and there was a red mark on his arm just caught by Lin Qing, "Hello, just like you just shouted, my name is mu Li."

Lin Qing did not stretch out his hand, nor was it necessary.

Isn't it good for them to live like this? Why go through it again?

Lin Qingshi doesn't understand why he still bothers. She saw his marriage certificate with Xu Yuan five years ago. But what qualifications and positions does she have now, questioning and upset?

Lin Qing looked away and his hand fell on the door handle: "it's not necessary. I don't want to know you."

"But I think." Mu Li's black eyes looked unclear and kept holding out his hand. "As long as it's about you, I can't care."

Lin Qing could hardly communicate with him. They were so stiff.

Mu Li was very patient. At this time, a small hand leaned out of Lin Qing's arms and held Mu Li's finger: "uncle, what game are you and Mommy playing?"

Orange's hand is very soft. Hold it on his finger and inject a warm current into the bottom of his heart. Mu Li's thin lips gently hook, and the sound line is more and more gentle: "waiting for your mommy to accept me."

"Orange, didn't Mommy say you can't talk to strangers?" Lin Qing didn't look at Mu Li again. Her move to get off made Mu Li press the car lock.

Mu Li squinted: "stranger?"

In her eyes, they are no longer related strangers?

"Let me off." Lin Qing pulled a few times but couldn't open the door. Looking at people coming and going outside the window, he became more and more impatient.

She doesn't know why she still feels this way. She thinks five years is enough to forget someone.

But when I saw him, the throbbing that once trapped me rushed into every cell.

She can't forget that no matter how cruel he was, she can't forget.

Is this the so-called fate?

Perhaps, she can no longer accept the kindness of another person in her life, even if that person holds her in the palm of her hand.

"Mommy, it's getting late. Dad is still waiting." Orange retracted her hand and pulled Lin Qing's skirt.

Lin Qing remembered that a man was still waiting for her.

"Aren't you going to send us?" Lin Qing gave an address, "just send us there."

Mu Li frowned after hearing the address. Isn't that the new apartment area in city a?

She's going to let him personally send their mother and son to another man's house?

Tough enough.

Lin Qing is just going to do that. If Mu Li sees it with his own eyes, he may not be entangled anymore.

Maybe his intention is not entanglement.

Along the way, Lin Qing didn't open his mouth. Mu Li's thin lips closed tightly, and the lines of his chin became more and more angular from the side.

The speed of the second half is not fast. Mu Li seems to be deliberately delaying time, but Lin Qing doesn't take the initiative to say a word.

The apartment area is not difficult to find. You can see the gate of the community in 20 minutes.

"Here it is, Dad!" The little orange sat up straight and waved to the man at the gate through the windshield.

The man hasn't changed his suit yet. His tall and straight figure falls into Lin Qing's eyes. The corners of Lin Qing's eyes bend slightly unconsciously, but they are more and more dazzling in Mu Li's eyes.

The man looked this way and was slightly stunned when he saw the car coming slowly, and then raised a smile. His eyes and eyebrows were tinged with tenderness, and he could not see the woman who was the co pilot for a moment.

"Just stop here." When Lin Qing spoke, he always looked at the front. The urgency of rushing over immediately made Mu Li step on the brake hard.

The little orange hand leaned towards the door and pulled excitedly: "eh? Uncle, are you swollen? Don't you open the door? "

Mu Li stared at Lin Qing for a moment: "do you live here now?"

Lin Qing patted the door and motioned him to open it quickly: "you can't control it."

Mu Li saw the man walking this way and thought of the phone just now: "do you live with him?"

Lin Qing was a little anxious: "does it have anything to do with you?"

"Lin Qing!" Mu Li clasped her wrist and forced himself closer. He leaned over and the very familiar face reflected in his eyes.

Those black eyes are still deep and charming.

She didn't want to get into trouble anymore.

Lin Qing was forced to jump.

She didn't want to see you again. Even if she did, she just wanted to get rid of the relationship.

"What the hell do you want to ask?" Lin Qing closed his eyes and then opened them with indifference. "It doesn't matter to you whether I'm doing well, who I'm with, and whose son is. Mu Li, I hope we don't see each other again. "

For the first time in five years, she looked into his eyes and called out his name. Once the call was so romantic that today there is no half love.

The car lock snapped open and Mu Li released his hand. Lin Qing didn't say anything. He pushed open the door and kicked out his legs.

Mu Li's face sank. Did he become a driver?

Even the driver has to say thank you?

Orange slid down from Lin Qing's arms and waved to Mu Li: "goodbye, uncle!" With that, a pair of short legs ran to the man opposite.

With a smile, the man bent down and stretched his arms around the little guy who ran into his arms.

"The orange is heavy again."

Orange was unhappy and protested loudly: "talent!"

The action of a man holding an orange is very standard. It seems that he often holds an orange. The orange is also very good in his arms. He hugged the man's neck and kissed the man's face.

Orange mysteriously came to the man's ear and whispered before Mommy came: "Uncle Dai, orange has a kiss Mommy today!"

The man laughed heartily, and the figure in his eyes became clear. He rubbed orange's head: "uncle is very happy."