I love you, Mr.Commander

I'm sorry.

"Lin Qing..." he tried to give a warning, and his voice was a little hoarse.

And because Lin Qing was too focused on thinking about what was hot, she didn't hear Mu Li call her at all.

Mu Li's face is a little ugly.

With such a spirit of exploration, why didn't Lin Qing become a scientist? Mu Li's mouth twitched.

At the moment, Lin Qing seems to have forgotten to get rid of this strange posture. She breathes stuffy and doesn't feel uncomfortable.

However, at the moment, of course, it was not her who suffered, but the Mu Li who was teased by her.

Mu Li was tortured back and forth by Lin Qing's small hands, and his body had some subtle changes. My heart seemed to be burning. After Lin Qing kneaded it... It became harder.

This woman, she used to study physiology for nothing, didn't she? Mu Li rolled his eyes.

He called Lin Qing again, but Lin Qing still didn't hear him.

Mu Li wondered if Lin Qing had been sent to torture him on purpose.

Simply, Mu Li pressed her restless little hand and picked it up.

When she wanted to see what happened, she was quickly and impolitely thrown aside.

After there was no threat, Mu Li breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Even if he is a gentleman, he can't stand such trouble.

Lin Qing, who was thrown out, didn't know where he was. He stared at Mu Li's leg and recalled the situation just now. Think about it, she really can't figure it out.

"Mu li..."

Lin Qing looked pathetic and called Mu Li's name.

This expression, this scene, seems to be mu Li's mistake.

It's really annoying.

"Huh?" Mu Li looked at her and waited for an apology.

However, Lin Qing pointed to the other side of Mu Li: "pillow."

Isn't she responsible for what she just did?

Mu Li Qi Jue.

When Lin Qing spoke, her eyebrows frowned slightly, her eyelashes drooped, like a child robbed of a toy.

This casual and comfortable look seems to be coquettish.

His heart was softened by this expression. Mu Li had handed the pillow to Lin Qing before he reacted.

Mu Li thought that he probably owed Lin Qing in his last life. Now he comes to him to pay his debt.

"But just now, I really wanted to meet something strange." Lin Qing glanced at Mu Li and hugged the pillow in her arms.

Mu Li fell silent.

Who knows, Lin Qing went on——

"It seems... It feels good."

……

Seeing Mu Li's silence, Lin Qing leaned forward and asked with concern, "your face is not very good. Are you ill?"

Mu li felt that if he went on like this, he would get sick.

Lin Qing's performance has changed greatly since he was imprisoned. After Mu Li helped her ask for leave from the company, she hardly contacted others and had a simple life every day.

Lin Qing in this state is no different in peace days.

Mu Li thought that even if she was put in a place where chickens don't lay eggs and birds don't shit, she was probably so light without any sense of urgency.

Somehow, looking at Lin Qing, Mu li felt very relieved.

This peace of mind lasted until the day when he accompanied Lin Qing back to his mother's house.

On that day, Lin Qing got up early in the morning. When the hour hand was pointing to a quarter past six, she had quietly sat in front of the dressing table to comb the waterfall's long hair.

Her black hair poured down, adding a bit of a little woman's feelings to her.

When Mu Li woke up, he just saw such a beautiful picture.

Not only is her beautiful face clever, but now it seems that her back is also very pleasing to the eye.

Mu li felt more and more that his vision was really good.

Lin Qing combed her hair very slowly, and Mu Li also lay there watching motionlessly.

After a while, she combed her hair and pinned her long hair behind her ears. He opened his mouth without turning around or looking up.

"My mother's ribs are delicious. You can taste her craft today."

Mu Li was stunned and looked again. It was about that Lin Qing saw him in the mirror just now.

After a pause, Lin Qing said, "my mother's cooking is ten times better than me."

Her tone was light and didn't seem to show off, but it sounded very comfortable.

Mu Li raised his eyebrows: "it's our mother."

Lin Qing saw Mu Li in the mirror. He stayed for a while and nodded, "well, it's our mother."

Mu Li got out of bed, walked behind her and stopped. He put one hand on her shoulder: "when will you remember?"

Lin Qing tilted his head: "didn't I always remember?"

When Mu Li and Lin Qing knocked at their mother's door, Lin's mother was frying the last dish in the kitchen.

It was father Lin who opened the door. As soon as he opened the door, his face immediately overflowed with a smile.

"Qingqing is back!" Father Lin warmly welcomed Lin Qing. When Mu Li entered the house, his expression was a little restrained.

This expression Mu Li knew at a glance. After stepping into the porch, he took Lin Qing's shoulder and shouted, "Dad."

After this shout, father Lin was completely relieved. After several times, he was busy to find slippers for them.

In comparison, Lin Qing is much calmer.

Her manner was as plain as water as bringing a friend back for dinner.

Mother Lin, who was busy in the kitchen over there, heard something at the door, so she slipped out during the cooking. As soon as she got out of the kitchen, she saw her daughter and son-in-law enter the door. She was overjoyed.

"Qingqing, sit down first. I'll do it right away!" Mother Lin's spirit is a hundred times better.

"Yes." Lin Qing nodded, "Mom, let me help you."

She spoke naturally, without the slightest feeling of reunion after a long separation. Mu Li thought that Lin Qing often helped when he was at home.

In her world, changing such words is probably very far away.

It's just that Lin Qing finally came back. How can Lin's mother bear to let her go to the kitchen. Seeing that she was very obedient in Mu Li's arms, the stone in her heart was put down.

"No, no, you two just sit!" Mother Lin said this and went into the kitchen again.

Lin's father poured them good tea. After a few words, he went to the kitchen to help Lin's mother.

This is like a happy family beauty.

Seeing his father being polite to him, Lin Qing's eyes darkened and her head dropped.

This scene was watched by Mu Li.

He knew it was all because of his identity, but if the two old people couldn't get used to it, he would be useless to talk more.

Just

Lin Qing's head hung low, like an injured kitten, which made Mu Li feel distressed.

"Lin Qing, show me your room." Mu Li held her hand, a little cold.

Lin Qing still hung his head and nodded slowly.

Lin Qing's room is not big. The things in it are placed very neatly. Mu Li walked in front and looked around as soon as he entered the house.

The beige wall is covered with certificates on the left.

This is probably what every child will experience in childhood. Being praised in school will be like a treasure, and the red certificate of award will be pasted on the wall.

So is Lin Qing.

Mu Li saw a lot on those awards.

Sure enough, it conforms to the image of Lin Qing's good baby.

His sight shifted from this wall. Mu Li found that there were not many items in Lin Qing's room. There is no furniture except a single bed, a wardrobe and a dresser.

The things on the dresser are also neatly placed.

Mu Li can almost imagine Lin Qingping's life from these things.

The curtains in the room were half closed. The sun moved and came in through the sun from the outside.

Mu Li's eyes swept across the floor and finally found the particularity of the room. He raised his feet to go to the window, but Lin Qing gently pulled his sleeve.

"Dad called us. Let's go out to dinner." When Lin Qing spoke, his little hand let go of his sleeve.

However, her hand fell back in time. She was grabbed by Mu Li and held in her hand. His hands are broad and powerful, with the inherent charm of a mature man.

Like the sun, warm.

Lin Qing's heart missed a beat and was led out of the bedroom by Mu Li.

At the dinner table, Mu Li respected Lin's father and mother as much as his parents and took care of Lin Qing.

Lin's mother inadvertently mentioned that "Qingqing likes to eat spareribs". Mu Li always puts more pieces when he sandwiches vegetables for Lin Qing.

When talking, Mu Li always spoke after Lin's father and mother had finished, and never interrupted or showed a trace of impatience.

Lin Qing feels that Mu Li's care for her is very warm, and she has a sweet feeling in her heart.

It's like eating a mouthful of honey.

"Muli, what do you like to eat? I'll cook it for you next time. " Mother Lin threw out an olive branch.

Mu Li is not picky: "just do what Lin Qing likes, and I like what she likes."

Hearing this, Lin Qing was stunned. His head was a little dizzy, as if he was drunk.

Lin's mother has been laughing out of her mouth.

After dinner, their views on Mu Li changed greatly.

In fact, as long as Mu Li is good to Lin Qing, his identity is not important.

When Lin Qing went to the kitchen to help brush, his mother closed the door and whispered to her, "Qing Qing, you should watch your words and colors at Mu's house in the future. It's not like your own home. You have to know how to give in a lot of times, you know?"

Lin Qing lowered her head to wash the oil stains on the bowl and nodded.

Lin's mother is most worried about Lin Qing's character. She will be more or less unaccustomed to such a family. But when she saw that Mu Li was still attentive to Lin Qing, she put down this worry.

Before leaving, mother Lin handed a small can to Lin Qing.

Lin Qing looked at the bottle and suddenly her eyes were sour.

It's lemon tea made by mother Lin herself.

Mu Li found something wrong with Lin Qing.

After returning from her mother's house, she spent most of her time in a daze, and most of her time in a daze was holding a can.

That can of lemon tea is definitely a problem.

Mu Li wanted to find out the reason, but he didn't get a response after walking around Lin Qing for several times. He was really depressed.

"Lin Qing." At sunset, Muli went to Lin Qing's back again and called her.

Her back reflects the sunset, some lonely.

But this time, Lin Qing reacted.

"Huh?" She responded faintly, still holding the can in her hand.

Seeing her expression so focused, Mu Li's heart was blocked.

So he took the can from Lin Qinghuai.

Another reason why Muli wants to find out is that he likes lemon tea very much. But Lin Qing should not know this.