I love you, Mr.Commander

"What are you thinking?" Lin Qing noticed that he was strange, released his hand and pulled him around. The sadness at the bottom of his eyes stunned her, "Dai Ze?"

Dai Ze regained his tenderness in the past, with a burning desire in his eyes. He bent down and dropped his kiss when she was stunned. Lin Qing's heart jumped suddenly and stopped his face against his chest.

His hot lips rubbed against her cheek and kissed her earlobe.

Lin Qing trembled all over.

That's her most sensitive place.

He smiled and couldn't hide his loss from the bottom of his eyes. He bit her earlobe in punishment.

"You..." Lin Qing opened his eyes wide. He stepped back and looked behind him. "Don't mess around, the orange is still there."

Dai Ze took advantage of the situation to get close to her, and their breath was ambiguous and staggered: "how can it be regarded as chaos?"

Lin Qing didn't dare to look at him again. He patted off his hand around his waist and hurriedly turned to the sofa to find his son: "orange, what do you want to eat tonight?"

"Fish! Want to eat fish! " Orange hands swish over the head, a pair of big eyes are transparent and bright.

Lin Qing breathed a sigh of relief. The place that Dai Ze had kissed just now still showed a strange blush.

"Mommy, is your face swollen and so red?" Orange's little hand was red and hot. His little face suddenly became serious, "Mommy, are you still having a fever? Take the medicine quickly! "

Lin Qing thought that the child was probably frightened to see her sick before. He rubbed hard against orange's small forehead: "orange, Mommy's disease has been cured. Don't take medicine."

Orange was skeptical. He didn't dare to be a little vague. He immediately ran off the sofa and pulled out two medicine boxes from his backpack: "I don't believe it. Mommy, take the medicine quickly!"

Seeing the medicine box, Lin Qing was surprised and took it from Orange: "orange, how can you have these things?"

It's dangerous for children to take medicine.

The orange shriveled his mouth and turned his eyes: "it was given to me by my good-looking uncle."

In fact, he secretly took it from the bedside table, because Mu Li took him to the drugstore to buy the two boxes of medicine.

Lin Qingwen's words sink his face.

With a wave of her hand, she threw the medicine box into the dustbin without hesitation: "orange, did Mommy tell you that children should stay away from drugs?"

Orange watched the medicine box be thrown away and hung his head wrongfully: "yes."

"Did Mommy say that you can't accept other people's things?"

"Yes..."

Orange is very uncomfortable. It's not someone else, it's his father.

But Mommy is also angry

Dai Ze hurriedly picked up orange and pinched his small nose: "orange, don't do such a dangerous thing in the future, you know?"

Lin Qing was worried. He knew that when he was two years old, he took the medicine by mistake. Fortunately, he found it in time and sent it to the hospital. In addition, he didn't have to eat a small dose.

He knew that orange was Lin Qing's life and could not tolerate any danger. If she could, she would give orange the happiest life.

But in this way, he also understood more and more that Lin Qing once loved to leave, and now he doesn't even give each other a chance.

The deeper you love, the more painful it hurts.

Oranges and oranges have been listless for a long time. Lin Qing can't bear to see it. When eating, the little guy looks Yanyan, drooping his small head and picking rice with a small spoon.

Mommy is angry. He must have hurt my uncle.

Lin Qing was absent-minded after a meal. She could see that although orange had only seen Mu Li a few times, she already liked him very much.

The delicious fish had no taste. Dai Ze kindly picked fish meat for oranges here and fish soup for Lin Qingsheng there. He was the busiest after a meal.

It was almost eight o'clock when Dai Ze left his apartment. It was only ten minutes' drive from where he lived. He didn't buy the community he lived in at the beginning, taking into account Lin Qing's ideas.

Lin Qing sent him downstairs and held his hand before he left: "Dai Ze, orange is still small. He may not understand some things."

"I know. After all, he is orange's father. It's expected that orange will like him."

But the more Dai Ze understood, the more uncomfortable she was.

Those words choked in Lin Qing's throat several times, and Dai Ze stopped them before he said it. His slender fingers stuck to Lin Qing's lips, and his hot fingertips caused a throb.

"Don't say sorry, I don't want to hear." Dai zemei smiled, and the raised smile was as gentle as a warm star.

Lin Qing was really speechless. She nodded, and there was a dense fog at the bottom of her eyes.

"Let's go. Be careful on the road."

Lin Qing stood there until his car disappeared at the door.

Because of her illness, Lin Qing went to bed very early. She took the medicine again before going to bed. The sleeping ingredients worked quickly. She slept very heavily.

Orange lay in the quilt and couldn't sleep. In the dark night, he looked at Mommy with bright eyes and thought of the two boxes of medicine. He was tired and didn't love

Late at night, a telephone ring pulled Mu Li's thoughts back.

He stretched out his slender finger and was about to press it when he saw the number on the screen. With a quiver of his fingertips, he connected the phone.

"Hello?"

"Good looking uncle, is that you?" Orange hid in the small balcony, hugged Lin Qing's mobile phone and pressed the voice very low.

He copied down the phone number and hid it.

"Orange?" Mu Li was stunned. His tight frown could not help stretching. Then he was suddenly nervous, "what's the matter?"

"No, Mommy fell asleep. I called secretly." Orange dared not turn on the light, and a small head looked into the room from time to time.

Although the master bedroom is far away from here, he is still worried about mommy's sharp ears.

Mu Li looked at the time. After 11:30, his voice sank: "why don't you go to bed at this time?"

Orange tooted his mouth and was unhappy: "why does god horse want to sleep?"

"Why not sleep?" Mu Li doesn't want his son to develop the bad habit of staying up late.

"That good-looking uncle doesn't sleep for god horse?" Orange twisted up two handsome little eyebrows.

"Dad is asleep." Mu Li is very calm.

Orange doesn't believe it: "lie, Mommy says she doesn't like liars!"

Mu Li's eyelids jumped: "dad didn't lie."

Orange stood on the small bench and barely reached the balcony. His small arm lay on it, his exquisite little face raised gently, and he could see the moon: "does that good-looking uncle want mommy to like?"

Mu Li's black eyes were slightly bright, and his good-looking lips curved into an arc: "of course."

"Does uncle like mommy, too?"

"Yes."

Blood ties the father and son closely together. As soon as Mu Li's heart warmed, he stood up from his desk and walked under the window. His tall figure stood in front of the window. There was no light in the house. The moon sprinkled a faint halo on him.

As if plated with a layer of sacred light, it is no longer as cold as that.

For a long time, Mu Li looked up at the moon in the sky and opened an arc at the corner of his eyes: "what are you calling me to say?"

"I..." orange's small head drooped down in an instant. He lowered his head and pulled his fingers. A small voice was a little cramped, "I can't sleep."

Mu Li raised his eyebrows: "why can't you sleep?"

In the next few minutes, orange used orange grammar to tell Mu Li what happened during the day. He spoke carefully and Mu Li listened attentively. It seemed that father and son were not as far away as across the phone.

"Why lie to mom?" Mu Li frowned, his voice was low, and he couldn't see clearly in the night.

Orange knew it was wrong, and his voice was waxy: "I thought Mommy would like a good-looking uncle."

Mu Li's heart suddenly softened.

"Tell yourself if you did it wrong." Mu Li's low charming voice has a reassuring calmness. Although he heard that he was angry, orange still raised a smile.

"I was wrong." He lowered his head and played with his fingers carefully.

"You're a man. You want to protect your mother in the future, okay?" Mu Li's thin lips SIP out beautiful lines.

Orange straightened his chest: "I see!"

There was a sudden silence in the mobile phone. Neither father nor son spoke.

For a long time, orange's small ears tightly stuck to the mobile phone: "good-looking uncle, will you not like orange?"

Mu Li raised his eyebrows and joked that his son had no time to love. How could he not like it?

"Of course not."

Orange was not happy. He was in a good mood. He covered his mouth with his small hand and yawned immediately: "good-looking uncle, I'm sleepy." No longer worried about it, his whole little man relaxed, "I'm going to break my sleep."

Mu Li's eyes narrowed slightly. His handsome facial features had a soul stirring charm in the dark night: "go, good night."

Good night, son.

He didn't speak any more. Orange lay on the balcony and counted the stars. His black eyes were full of light: "by the way, good-looking uncle, I'll tell you something secretly. Don't tell mommy."

"OK, I promise you."

Orange whispered calmly, "I'm moving and living in a new house. Will my uncle come to play when he's free?"

"Moving?" Mu Li raised his eyebrows sensitively, "where have you moved?"

Orange can't remember the address at all. This kind of apartment area is similar. After thinking for a long time, he can only draw a circle: "I don't know this is a god horse place."

Mu Li's voice eased: "go to bed."

"Good night, uncle." After orange finished, he pressed it with his small hand to end the call.

Mu Li stood upright with his slender legs and his hands in his trouser pockets. He stood sideways in front of the window. The moonlight was softer than ever.

Moved.

At least he could hear that Lin Qing didn't live with Dai Ze.

The next morning, Lin Qing made breakfast and called orange to get up. She went to the bed and patted orange's little ass: "little lazy, get up quickly."

Orange turned over and lay on the bed, half her face buried in the pillow.

The little guy who slept late yesterday and usually likes to sleep in can't say anything now.

"Orange, I'm going out to play today. Have you forgotten?" Lin Qing had no choice but to come up with some tempting conditions.

But orange didn't buy it.

"So sleepy... I want to break my sleep..." orange hummed softly.

"No, get up." Lin Qing looks at the clock on the wall. It's almost eight o'clock. What's the matter with this little guy?

Orange has gone to sleep again. In his dream, he dreamed that his good-looking uncle picked him up and daddy's arms were solid and powerful.

"Daddy..." orange's small eyebrows raised proudly.

Lin Qing was slightly stunned.

The corner of orange's mouth raised a smile, and the radian of the smile was the same as Mu Li.

Lin Qing has a faint tingling in her heart. She doesn't understand why she still hurts when she thinks of that person now.

And orange just said Daddy, she especially mind.