I love you, Mr.Commander

Dai Ze got up and went upstairs: "if you don't want to come, just go. Ask Lin Qing directly about what you want to know. I have no problem. "

Seeing that he deliberately avoided answering, Mu Li was not interested in studying deeply and continued to read the previous magazine.

There was no movement behind him, but Dai Ze suddenly stopped and said to himself, "my request is very simple. If you come for three days, you can take a vacation. But I still want to remind you that I only promised to consider it at the beginning. I haven't decided whether to tell you or not. "

Mu Li sneered and didn't lift his head: "it's really a businessman. Even the people you like will use it."

Dai Ze's voice was mixed with inexplicable gloom: "you're wrong, not to use, just." When he was half talking, he suddenly fell silent. He heard laughter at the corner of the stairs. He only lowered his voice and shook his head, as if he were talking to himself, "forget it, whatever you think."

The man's voice came from behind: "if I were you, I would make her happy rather than embarrassed."

Dai Ze's five fingers are slightly folded into a fist. Why doesn't he want her to be happy? But now it's even difficult to see her and sit at the table with her and eat a bowl of noodles.

He won't intervene in her life. Since her love doesn't belong to him, he won't pester anymore. Just that day, he opened the calendar and saw that day, and his heart was still sad.

Dai Ze and the three downstairs went face-to-face. Standing under the steps, he looked up, and Tang Ran Ran Ran into the thin shadow. She is still so thin. It seems that she hasn't recovered to her former figure since she gave birth to orange, but her look is obviously different.

The person in my memory is indeed gone.

Mu Li flipped through the magazine and swept to Dai Ze. If at first he was just suspicious of that matter and wanted to get the truth through Dai Ze, now he wanted to see what secret Dai Ze had. It may be a coincidence that he came to the door and was caught by the profiteer.

Dai Ze only said on the phone that it was because he stood up last time and Mu Li narrowed his eyes. His relationship with Dai Ze was not good enough.

Dai Ze raised his feet and walked up the stairs step by step. Lin Qing was holding orange's hand, with bright smiles on his lips, talking to Ren Jiao. Ren Jiao's mood also improved. Without the thick haze above her head, her eyes moved, but she smiled when the man gradually approached.

Lin Qing noticed him, paused, and the radian of the corner of his mouth did not decrease: "Dai Ze, thank you for the orange gift."

Just now she saw that the furnishings in the small room specially prepared for oranges were almost the same as in England. It's not easy to achieve this.

"Just like it." Dai Ze's dark color between his eyebrows and eyes faded for half a minute. He didn't seem to care. He was originally facing Lin Qing, but suddenly stopped when he wanted to take another step.

Ren Jiao had put aside her sight. She really didn't want to force a smile until orange tiptoed and pulled Ren Jiao's sleeve: "sister, uncle Dai is looking at you."

A word like an invisible thread tightened all her nerves, and Ren Jiao turned her head to the man's eyes. Cold, dark, never left her a light.

Ren Jiao bit her lips gently. She raised her head and her heart vibrated slightly when her eyes were opposite.

The atmosphere between them is always gloomy, but Lin Qing doesn't feel right to speak.

Orange suddenly let go of the hands of the two adults and went to hold Dai Ze's thigh: "Uncle Dai, can you take orange to the amusement park before?"

Looking back, two black crystal eyes are innocent.

Dai Ze didn't pick it up. He covered his orange head and touched it: "yes, I'll take you tomorrow."

Orange, satisfied, went to the side and rubbed the other side of Lin Qing. With a small hand, she pointed to Ren Jiao: "Uncle Dai, is my sister and aunt so beautiful today?"

Dai Ze looked down at orange. His drooping eyes couldn't see his expression. He suddenly hooked the corner of his mouth: "yes."

Ren Jiao gave a slight shock.

Lin Qing seemed to realize something and moved half a step to the side.

Ren Jiao hasn't reacted yet. Her wrist is suddenly clasped by cold fingers. The weight of strength makes her breathe at the bottom of her heart, but it's often seen on various occasions. Her ability to adapt to changes makes her recover in an instant.

"What's up?" Ren Jiao raised her eyes. At this time, Dai Ze had stood at the same level as her, and the man's tall body oppressed her. For a moment, she was in a trance, like capturing the silence and sadness like a deep pool from the bottom of his eyes.

He covered it up so well that she thought she had read it wrong.

Dai Ze clasped her wrist and stepped up the steps: "follow me upstairs."

"Upstairs?" Ren Jiao didn't understand this time. She dragged herself to break away. "What are you doing upstairs? Can't you say something now?"

"No."

Ren Jiao was forced to drag up the stairs and was about to reach the second staircase. She mocked herself, lifted her lips, relaxed all her struggles and followed Dai Ze's steps.

He walked fast. She stumbled a few steps behind him. Her high heels were unstable, and she nearly fell.

He didn't stop for her.

"Let go of me. I won't turn around and walk away." Ren Jiao opened her mouth with a hoarse voice. She has always been a field control secretary who can deal with all kinds of crises freely. At this time, when she just opened her mouth, her eyes were red. "Moreover, I have no right to leave."

At the mercy of others, that's it.

In fact, as long as you want to open, there is nothing.

Dai Ze didn't let go and didn't look back. He just shook his fingers clasping her slender wrist.

Seeing them off, Lin Qing takes orange to the living room to find Mu Li.

Mu Li was peeling an orange and stuffed it into his son's hand: "go and eat. Stay away from my wife."

Oranges eat people with short mouths. In a twinkling of an eye, the small short legs have climbed up the farthest sofa.

Lin Qing rubbed the twitching corners of his eyes, thought, and sat down next to the man.

I don't know where the arm came out, a hook, a hug, Wenxiang nephrite into my arms, the man's knife cut chin against the top of his hair, and a satisfied laugh fell from the top of his head.

Lin Qing is still thinking about another thing: "do you think Dai Ze is very strange?"

The man wrapped her hand: "what's strange? I don't think so."

"I can't tell. He just pulled Ren Jiao upstairs." Lin Qing was uneasy. Thinking of Ren Jiaogang's reaction, she suddenly looked up and knocked down the man's chin. "Will it be all right?"

Mu Li took her hand, rubbed her chin, and rubbed her soft finger belly against the slightly growing beard: "if there's anything, men take women upstairs for one purpose - there should be all rooms upstairs."

"What do you think?" Lin Qing retracted his finger and pushed him hard. "I'm serious."

Mu Li hugged her into the sofa with a comfortable posture. He circled Lin Qing and described her lip line again and again: "I'm serious, this proves that he's enlightened and knows it's wrong to covet other people's wives. He's taken other women to open a room. What are you still thinking about here?"

Lin Qing realized that what they said was not the same meaning at all. She frowned slightly and recalled carefully: "can Ren Jiao mean that her engagement with Dai Ze was completely forced by her family."

"Maybe the forced marriage at home will be the first, and the two will have the last eye," said the man. After careful analysis, his black eyes flashed slightly, and then his thin lips gently hooked. "Moreover, if he can really be with that woman, you should be happy. How can he look like a bitter enemy."

Oh, what a strong sour smell.

Thinking about it, Lin Qing forgot that there was still a vinegar jar sitting beside her. He's still jealous now?

Lin Qing shook her head and leaned against Mu Li's arms. Her drooping eyelashes blocked a shadow: "maybe I'm too worried. If he lives well."

The man took a punitive pull across her face and bit at the corner of her lip.

A kiss almost suffocated, and Lin Qing ran away before he could advance an inch. She looked around the villa, maybe she was really worried, because after five years together, she always thought she knew enough about him.

But in the end, no one can fully understand who, let alone him.

Mu Li is right. If he can really go on with Ren Jiao, it's a good thing. He deserves it. Lin Qing put aside those suspicions and confusion and regarded all this as an invitation between friends. Perhaps it is the best explanation.

But at the bottom of my heart, there is always an illusion that I can't get rid of layers of clouds.

After eating the orange fruit, she pestered the man to go out. Lin Qing looked at the weather outside and didn't want to move. There was a constant temperature system in the villa. After she sent away a big one and a small one, she leaned against the sofa to read a magazine. After watching it for a while, it was too warm in the room. She actually lay on the sofa and fell asleep.

In her sleep, under a thin blanket, soft touch made her eyebrow. She moved a little and suddenly woke up with theout deep sleep. She was shocked and bounced up from sofa.

Someone was bending over to cover the thin blanket. She was surprised by her sudden action, and her fingers stopped slightly. Lin Qing's inertia made her hit the man's chest. The shadow under her eyes suddenly shook violently and retreated two steps.

The dull sound of the calf hitting the tea table was still fierce. The tea cup rolled off the table after being vibrated and collided. The freshly poured tea slowly spread out on the carpet, which was very inconsistent with the color of the carpet.

Dai Ze picked up the teacup and put it back on the tea table with a wry smile.

In the sofa, Lin Qing rubs her hair depressed. She didn't sleep deeply and vaguely felt the shadow in front of her. She thought it was a man's prank and wanted to take advantage of her, so she reacted so violently and wanted to punish her.

Who knows, hit the wrong person.

Half an hour later, Lin Qing came with two cups of tea and put one into Dai Ze's hand. After sitting down on the sofa, she took a drink with a teacup in her arms, raised her eyes through the dense heat and glanced at Dai Ze.

A mouthful of tea stuck in his throat. Dai Ze was holding the tea cup and looking at her. He calmed his eyes. It was too late to collect the warm luster.

Sipping tea, daze didn't look at her again.

Lin Qing folded the blanket and put it aside, but didn't take her eyes away from Dai Ze. She wanted to talk and stopped. Since she saw Dai Ze coming down alone just now, there were more and more question marks in her heart.

She wanted to see him, but she also wanted to get rid of the feeling of being entangled in the fog.

Before opening his mouth, Dai Ze dropped the tea cup and shook his hands: "what do you want to ask?"

Lin Qing is holding a tea cup, hot tea rolling down his throat: "you..."

Dai Ze looked at her and smiled. There was a Shulang in his eyebrows: "when did you become so careful? Didn't you just invite you to play?"

Lin Qing suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

"You'll let him come... I thought there was something I didn't know between you. It scared me to death. "

Dai Ze's smile was suddenly meaningful: "there are indeed some negotiations between me and him that you don't know."