I love you, Mr.Commander

Her shoulders were pressed on the wall. Lin Qing tried to move. The kiss swept by the storm wished she could swallow her into her stomach.

"Angry?"

For a long time, a low voice escaped from the thin lips buried in the neck: "No."

"Jealous?" Lin Qing was squeezed on the wall and couldn't breathe.

The man said coldly, "No."

Lin Qing smiled and pushed his shoulder: "then you suddenly..."

In a flash, the man's handsome face occupied all her sight again.

Until the coat was lifted up along the waist line, Lin Qing pressed an exciting spirit on the man's hand: "I didn't say I was angry or jealous. I was confused."

Men disdain: "I just want to kiss you, can't I?"

"OK, I only let you kiss alone. Only you can kiss."

"I've said so many good things today. It turns out that it's all because of my surname Dai."

Lin Qing showed his face. He didn't dare to hold the fire casually, so he had to hold it against his forehead: "it's not because of him. Don't you like it?"

The man pinched the tip of her nose and pinched it heavily: "hum."

"It's like a child. I just want to celebrate his next birthday." Lin Qing rubbed his nose. "I didn't know until I knew him. No one had congratulated him on his birthday before."

"President Tang Tang, flatterers should row to the Great Wall."

Lin Qing shook his head and looked into the man's eyes without half concealing: "then you should know that those are not sincere. Besides, his relationship with his family is not good. In the first year I knew him, his birthday was spent alone in the apartment. Later, I learned that I made him a cake. He didn't talk when he ate the cake. I thought it was not delicious. After eating, he said, "this is the first time someone really gave him a birthday."

Mu Li frowned after hearing this. Lin Qing thought it was a move. She pushed the man away to wear a coat and went out. She was pulled back after two steps.

Lin Qing waited for him to speak, but he looked strange. He seemed to bear something, and his thin lips closed in a straight line. Lin Qing held his hand.

After a while, the man said, "did you make him a cake yourself?"

Lin Qing stared at him and said it together for most of the day. His mind was on this sentence.

"At that time, I was working part-time in the cake shop and learned some simple styles," she said. She saw the man's face getting more and more gloomy and wanted to swallow her. "I'll make it for you later."

With that, he didn't get better. Lin Qing opened his mouth and his voice pressed over his head: "all your first times should be mine."

Lin Qing hugged the man's waist: "what else am I not yours?"

Good words really worked.

They added a coat and went out. They didn't see orange all the way. When they came to the door, Lin Qing felt strange: "where's my son?"

Mu Li hugged her and didn't let her look back: "he went back to his own room."

Without doubt, Lin Qing tightened her collar and left the city with mu.

Because it was near the city and often traveled, the man was no stranger to the road. When the car stopped at the boutique cake building, Lin Qing gave him a kiss.

After a long selection in front of the booth, he set the words written on the cake. The man stood aside with his arms around. His handsome face was a little heavy and could not see joy and anger. He stared at Lin Qing's seriousness and saw her bow slightly, hesitating on two or three sample cakes, her long hair hanging down on her cheeks, and her thin chin seemed to have lost another circle.

Lin Qing picked around. Her fingertips still fell on the one she had originally selected. The man looked at her movements and his eyebrows stretched a little. Her temperament will not change after being determined. Moreover, he looks at the selected one more pleasing to the eye.

They all say that after a long time together, their habits and eyes will gradually develop together. It seems true.

Even if the cake was urgent, it would take time. The clerk opened a ticket and handed it to them and said he would pick it up in two hours.

Lin Qing collects the ticket Ju, and Mu Li walks behind her. She taps her fingers on the glass of the booth. Lin Qing looks up and is held over her shoulder.

"What are you doing standing there? Go around."

Lin Qingmei smiled: "do you know where to go?"

The shoulder was pressed hard.

There are shops nearby. After a round of shopping, most of the time has passed. Lin Qing drags her to the supermarket. Mu Liao can't help it. Forty minutes later, she crams two bags of fruits and vegetables into the car.

"Satisfied?"

Lin Qing took the man's arm, helped him rub his arm, tiptoed to his lips: "husband..."

The words behind are broken between the lips of the two people.

After a long time, the man let go of her and patted her heavily on the waist: "don't want to sleep tonight."

Lin Qing couldn't help glancing at the bag in the car. She knew she didn't stop him from buying that

For the coincidence that she was suddenly invited and just caught up with Dai Ze's birthday, Lin Qing didn't bother to think whether it was pure, as long as she was pure in her heart.

Taking the cake and walking back, Lin Qing stopped in front of a business men's goods store: "don't you buy a gift to show it?"

"Gift?" Mu Li shook his five fingers a few times and raised them under Lin Qing's eyes, "how about giving him two punches?"

Lin Qingquan didn't say anything just now.

Back at the villa, orange is pestering Ren Jiao. Lin Qing doesn't see Dai Ze and quietly puts the cake into the kitchen. Mu Li lowered his footsteps and followed her. The kitchen was open. The man leaned against the table and his vision moved with the figure in the kitchen.

She skillfully arranged all kinds of things, and there was more anger in front of the flow management stage. The vivid images were printed on the bottom of her eyes frame by frame, and it was difficult to move them away. Mu Li picked up a tomato and went around behind Lin Qing, circling her belly: "help you do it."

Lin Qing bent her eyes and began to command: "then you prepare this, that, ah and that."

Daze took a car from the garage and went for a ride. When he came back, he threw off his tail. When he left, he saw that Muli's car was not there. At the moment, it was parked on the lawn outside the villa.

The sky became more and more gloomy, and the cold wind cut a hole in my heart like a cold knife. He looked up at the sky, the haze over his head.

Ren Jiao inadvertently glanced and caught a glimpse of a dark shadow outside the window. When she looked carefully, she saw only swaying tree shadows and repressed the sky.

Dai Ze pulled him back to his room. He threw away her hand and stood on the balcony. I don't know how long. After leaving, Ren Jiao pushed open the door of the balcony. There was a smell of smoke between breathing and breathing. Cigarette butts on the ground went out, and the falling smoke stars seemed to burn people. She remembers the day tomorrow. She prepared a gift half a month ago, but now she doesn't plan to take it out again. No matter how good things can not enter his eyes, why insult yourself.

If you can think about it, you will naturally have no other wish.

In the evening, when the dishes were on the table, Ren Jiao saw the tacit understanding between the two in the kitchen, and her gestures were affectionate. One more burden, one less point.

Without unforgettable feelings, there would be no such shock.

Orange sprinkled his hands, ran into the kitchen and made trouble, jumping to the flow table to catch the shrimp in the plate. Lin Qing turned around and was seeing someone steal food and patted off the little dirty hand.

"Wash your hands."

The shrimp in orange's palm was taken away by the man. Muli took his son out of the kitchen and said, "drink milk before going to bed tonight."

Orange frowned: "Daddy..."

The man turned to the washstand and squeezed the hand sanitizer on his dirty hands: "it's no use shouting Mommy."

"Mommy..."

Dai Ze set his position in Deyue building a week in advance. In the late evening, he was still wandering around in his car. It was very cold outside the window. He dropped the window. Every breath and every heartbeat made his impulse to go back almost broken. He clenched his fist and his arm burst into blue tendons.

Knowing that she was there, I couldn't bear to spend this little time. But what about her? She is accompanied by a free man.

Leaving the most bustling place in the city center, he received a call as soon as he was about to dial out the number. Ren Jiao listened to his voice, and paused to tell him that Lin Qing was preparing dinner.

Cancel the box in Deyue building, and Dai Ze hurried back soon.

Push the door and enter. The warmth in the face makes him uncomfortable. The constant temperature room emits a faint fragrance. Dai Ze takes off his coat and puts it on the sofa. The kitchen looked lively. He walked two steps closer and saw the man outside the kitchen holding a dish on the table.

Lin Qing, who was robbed of the plate, stood in place and stared at the man angrily: "that's what I did. What did you rob?"

Mu Li lowered his head and drank from the cup in her hand. He smiled clearly: "yours is mine. Is there a difference?"

Lin Qing looked at it and simply pushed the cup into his palm, folded and went to the kitchen. Mu Li stretched out his arm, pulled the orange he wanted to slip into the kitchen and carried it to the table.

Orange climbed onto the man's leg and turned his eyes. The man's slender fingers were peeling the shrimp taken by orange. The action was skilled and the shrimp meat was complete. After dipping in the sauce, orange opened his mouth and bit it down.

"Daddy is great."

Mu Li wiped his fingers and saw Ren Jiao staring at him in surprise. Ren Jiao quickly took back her eyes after being found.

Mu Li glanced and ignored.

"Uncle Dai." Orange leaned over his head, slid down the man's legs and ran over, "Mommy made delicious food. Orange peeled shrimp for you."

Dai Ze sweeps to the table. Her cooking has improved again. Before, it was not easy to taste her craft. His heart trembled slightly. Who was this big dinner for?

"And a soup." As Lin Qingzheng said, he looked at the table and met Dai Ze's line of sight. Before he could say anything, Dai Ze turned and went to the washing table.

I don't know if it's an illusion. When Lin Qing saw the tall figure, he seemed to shake.

She didn't think much. Ren Jiao got up and went to the kitchen to help her.

"Are you all right?" Lin Qing handed over the things in his hand.

Ren Jiao smiled: "what's wrong? I don't care what he does to me."

Lin Qing stared at the pot and was ready to open the lid at any time. The thick soup in the kitchen was fragrant and appetizing. She had time to look at Ren Jiao: "don't embarrass yourself too much. If you feel uncomfortable, at least talk to someone."

Ren Jiao took out the bowls and spoons from the cupboard and washed them. She put them on the flow table for preparation. She stood behind Lin Qing, and her drooping eyelashes scattered a reflection.

"It's strange that I have always regarded you as an enemy. In the end, it was you who said such words to me."

Lin Qing lifted the lid of the pot and stirred it skillfully. She filled bowls of soup and Ren Jiao took it out. At the last bowl, she raised her head, and Yu Guang swept to the corner of her lips. It was not joy from the heart, but relief. She no longer cared after deep pain.

No one mentioned why he suddenly made a big table. Mu Li sat next to Lin Qing, facing the slightly annoying face. He didn't bother to look up and mixed dishes for Lin Qing from time to time during the dinner.