I love you, Mr.Commander

Lin Qing's eyes changed for a moment, and then smiled: "yes, orange is my biggest expectation and best surprise."

Orange hugged Lin Qing's neck, and her little face was close to her: "Mommy, orange loves you too."

Lin Qing softened her eyes and lifted her son out of bed.

"Let's go and see what the uncle next door gave orange today."

Lin Qing walked to the porch with orange in her arms. She smiled at his long-awaited appearance. Where did this little guy learn to be proud?

Orange turned the door handle and opened the door. Lin Qing took a step forward and didn't see anyone outside.

There was an extraordinary tranquility in the morning, and the whole building was still in peace.

Lin Qing returned to the house with some regret and looked at his son: "orange, the uncle next door may not give anything today."

Orange didn't show a disappointed expression. Instead, he excitedly pointed to a place on the ground and pulled Lin Qing's collar with his small hand: "Mommy, box."

Lin Qingshun looked as like as two peas in his direction, and there was a pale blue box lying at the door, exactly the same as the previous two days. She glanced over and the door of 2802 was closed.

These days she didn't seem to notice any signs of people living next door, but she didn't pay attention, so she didn't pay too much attention.

At this time, looking at the box, Lin Qing remembered something.

"Orange, did your uncle give you the box two days ago?"

The little orange head shook: "it's at the door."

He looked at Lin Qing's growing doubts, grabbed Lin Qing's fingers and played hard.

Lin Qing moved her finger and asked her son to look at her: "how do you know it's an uncle?"

Orange looked at the door of 2802 and thought about it. It was like remembering: "when I came back from the amusement park that day, I saw an uncle go in."

Lin Qingxiu frowned and asked, "do you see who it is?"

Orange shook her head.

An idea had not taken shape in her heart, but she couldn't get rid of it. She hadn't noticed before. When she thought again, she suddenly felt a little strange.

If you don't know someone, how can you send milk and carrots?

Lin Qing couldn't understand it for a moment and put the orange down. Orange ran to pick up the box and carried it in his hand.

The box is lighter than two days ago.

Orange thought of the gift two days ago. At this moment, he was a little nervous. He obediently handed in the box: "Mommy, look at the god horse?"

Lin Qing smiled bitterly. Should she praise her son for his wit?

She didn't stay at the door too long and led orange home. Although he was a little worried, he still looked forward to more. A pair of black eyes stared at the things in Lin Qing's hand. When Lin Qing sat on the sofa, he kept jumping aside: "Mommy, dismantle it quickly!"

Lin Qing opened the box with a smile, and her doubts disappeared temporarily.

She doesn't want to bother about strangers. Maybe it's just a way to show friendliness.

When the box opened, orange's eyes suddenly lit up like stars.

Lin Qing smiled with her lips when she saw it. There was a chocolate cake in the box.

"It seems that the uncle next door sent orange's favorite food today." Lin Qing nodded his little orange nose, put him on the sofa and went to the kitchen to get a small plate and fork.

When she stood by the tea table, orange's little hands were covered with cream.

"Orange!" Lin Qing was helpless.

The cake is not too big, but it is enough for a four-year-old. Lin Qing waited for oranges to have a good time before he fed him a cup of freshly squeezed juice.

"Orange, you can't do this in the future. What if you eat your stomach badly?" Lin Qing is like this. Orange will tell him what he has done wrong, but he will not be punished easily or stopped deliberately.

She felt that children had to experience some things to distinguish right from wrong, and she didn't want orange to be bound all the time.

Orange took the initiative to wipe the cream on her mouth with a paper towel. Her little chin ordered carefully, and then dug a piece from the cake and sent it to Lin Qing's lips: "Mommy, eat."

Lin Qing bent slightly and asked her son to send the cake to the entrance.

This cake comes from the most famous cake room in city A. she once ate it. It is sweet but not greasy. It tastes soft and smooth. There are an endless stream of people queuing to buy it every day.

But Lin Qing remembers that the cake room is in the other direction. It's just the opposite of Shuangxi garden. In order to give oranges cakes, the uncle next door won't go through half a city to buy them early in the morning?

The cake tastes very fresh. It can't be the kind I bought in the fridge last night.

Lin Qing was absent-minded for a moment.

Orange still stared at the cake, but he obediently took back his little hand. Lin Qing didn't think much about his satisfied appearance. Just now, there was an idea of returning a gift when he was free, but Lin Qing's indifference to strangers was unparalleled.

In less than half a day, she forgot.

At this time, Lin Qing doesn't know. This is just the beginning.

Tianlan group.

After reading the report, Lin Qing put down his pen, rubbed his temple and leaned back. The inside line rang out soon. After she picked it up, she heard a man's smile over there: "are you free at noon?"

She could imagine the warmth between his eyes and eyebrows.

"What are you doing?"

"What else can I do?" Dai Ze lit the document with the nib of his pen and smiled at his lower lip. "I didn't want to say dinner, but I wanted to do something else. Do you agree?"

Lin Qing coughed softly with a smile: "let's eat."

"That's what you said." Dazer won't let her go back.

Lin Qing bent her eyes: "I didn't say it. Did anyone else say this to you?"

Dai Ze chuckled: "how?"

Lin Qing closed the information at hand, leaned forward and supported the edge of the table with her elbow. She thought, "Dai Ze, when you bought the house in Shuangxi garden, did you know that someone nearby bought it?"

She changed the topic quickly, and Dai Ze picked her eyebrows lightly: "why, you want to invite me to stay?"

Lin Qing also thought about the slightly strange early morning gifts these days. He was afraid that he would not say anything if he was worried: "what do you think? I heard that there was no one living there. I seem to see someone coming out of it these two days. Just ask. "

Dai Ze didn't take it to heart and joked: "when did you pay so much attention to other people's things?"

Lin Qing thought so and stopped talking about it.

Dai Ze had another meeting at half past ten. At that moment, the Secretary knocked on the door and came in: "vice president, it's time to go to the meeting."

Dai Ze nodded as a sign. The smile on his lips did not decrease. He hardly looked up at the Secretary and still said, "remember to wait for me at noon."

Secretary Ren stared at the smile on the man's handsome face and his heart beat suddenly.

She has been Dai Ze's Secretary for some time, but the man has never looked at her seriously. Ren Secretary thinks his beauty is excellent. He used to be a secretary under others. How can he not hold others' eyes tightly?

But now Dai Ze didn't respond at all, and Ren secretary was frustrated.

Dai Ze put down the phone, only raised his eyes and swept his eyes as secretary: "anything else?"

Secretary Ren recovered and pursed his red lips: "no more."

Dai Ze looked at the information she held in her hand, didn't speak again, got up and left the office, and Ren Secretary followed him in small steps.

In the evening, Lin Qing came back from the company. Dai Ze didn't go with her because there were several meetings to be held late. Orange sat on the sofa with her legs crossed. Hearing the movement at the door, Fei ran to open the door for Lin Qing.

"Mommy, you're fat." Orange ate the jelly and raised her face vaguely.

Lin Qing had said not to let oranges eat more snacks, but Dai Ze always brought them home one by one. Several times, she couldn't stop it and simply didn't say it.

Lin Qing changed her shoes and glanced at the TV when she passed the living room. She was broadcasting an animation that seemed to have a good reputation. She didn't say much. She cleaned up and was ready to cook dinner.

Just walked to the kitchen door, the doorbell rang.

Orange put down the bag of potato chips and ran over. After opening the door, he didn't know what the people outside said. Orange stood there for a few seconds before waving to Lin Qing: "Mommy, there's your package!"

Lin Qing's first reaction was to send the wrong one.

She hasn't bought online recently. Where did she get the package? But she was worried that orange was alone at the door, so she walked quickly.

Before standing at the door, what you see is a bunch of beautifully packaged roses. Each rose blooms enthusiastically, and the glittering water droplets on the petals shine subtly under the soft light, which is somewhat emotional and somewhat attractive.

"Miss Lin?" The florist asked politely.

Lin Qing nodded and looked at the bouquet of flowers in front of him with a little doubt: "this is for me?"

The clerk glanced at the list and smiled appropriately: "yes, please sign for your flowers."

Lin Qing frowned slightly. She didn't seem to believe it. She looked at the clerk: "are you sure?"

The clerk was stunned. He checked the address twice. Besides, the name was right. How could it not be?

He couldn't help touching the sweat. The woman was too calm. According to his previous experience of sending flowers, which woman was not flattered and ecstatic when she received flowers?

What's the matter with this face of disbelief?

When Lin Qing saw that the clerk was silent, he frowned: "who sent it?"

The clerk hurried to look at the list: "I'm sorry, the gentleman who sent the flowers didn't leave his name."

"Sir?" Lin Qing pursed her lips, meditated for a moment, stretched her eyebrows, and reached out to the clerk, "OK, sign for me."

The clerk hurriedly handed the list to Lin Qing for fear that Lin Qing would go back on his word.

Taking advantage of the gap between Lin Qing's signature, the clerk glanced at the little man next to Lin Qing from time to time. This flower is the most expensive and best variety. The man who ordered the flower also specifically told him to sign for it. Unexpectedly, the woman who received the flower had a son.

The clerk especially remembered the handsome appearance of men and sighed silently in his heart. Do handsome people like children now?

Lin Qing signed his name, handed over the list and took the bouquet: "thank you."

Looking for a vase, Lin Qing put the roses into the bottle. The roses blooming under the warm light gradually spread with the fragrance. The ambiguous mood filled the whole apartment.

"Mommy, who sent it?" Orange stood in front of the tea table, her little finger fiddling with the petals from time to time.

The drops of water slid down orange's fingers, and a cold touch printed into his heart.

Orange took back her hand and raised her little chin: "is it uncle Dai?"

Lin Qing couldn't say it, and slightly perfunctorily squeezed orange's small chin: "yes, isn't uncle Dai very good?"

The orange black pupil flashed and looked at the rose and suddenly stopped talking.