I love you, Mr.Commander

As soon as his eyes turned, orange put down his small backpack and sneaked into the master bedroom.

Small short legs carefully squeezed open the door, crept to the bedside, saw the bags bulging from left to right in the quilt, and pounced, "Daddy! Mommy! "

He threw himself into the bedding and wrapped himself in a soft, airtight package to roll back.

It was easy to get out of the quilt. Orange stared at the left and right pillows stuffed under the quilt, "what about God horse? Where are the people? "

Well, he threw himself into the air.

Orange was so angry that he climbed out of bed and ran out. Just out of the door, he saw a crack in the door of the study. There seemed to be a faint laughter inside.

"This is when he was one year old. Isn't he so ugly?" Mommy's voice.

"It's ugly." Daddy nodded in agreement.

Ugly?

Did he just hear ugly?

Really, really ugly. Did he hear it wrong?

Orange took out his ears and stared at the two people in the room at the door. Look at their love. They can't break apart when they stick together.

The knee hit the door, the door of the study opened slowly, the little orange face was slightly heavy, and raised two handsome eyebrows: "do you speak ill of my god horse?"

The two people in front of the computer looked up at each other at the same time. When they saw him, they looked at each other and smiled. Their attention moved back to the computer screen. Lin Qing pointed to it and whispered something. The man looked doting and nodded in agreement.

"I'm back!" At the door, someone was unwilling to be left out and tried his best to brush the sense of existence.

Lin Qing made a sound and fell to the ground from Mu Li. After taking two steps, he turned back and spoke with more than enough meaning. Mu Li also responded. Lin Qing bypassed little orange and went back to the bedroom. Orange twisted his waist 180 degrees depressed: "am I invisible? Mommy, I'm here! "

The man's eyebrows and eyes were dyed gold, straightened his legs and strode forward, held his son high above his head, like a child of one or two years old: "son, I'll go home by myself."

Lin Qing walked out of the bedroom, facing the man's eyes at the door. I said it on her face and pointed behind her.

The big bed was in a terrible mess. Half of the quilt fell to the ground and was rolled into an irregular shape. It was a spectacular scene. Tut Tut, you don't have to think about who contributed.

Knowing that orange had this hobby, they simply forged a sleep scene to let their son fall into the trap.

The orange star's eyes flashed slightly. Suddenly, he had an epiphany. He clapped his two small hands on his face. It's all god horse's parents.

Lin Qing bent her eyes and pinched her son's face: "are you happy?"

Orange turned her little white eyes, stole music from the bottom of her heart, tightly hugged the man's neck and refused to let go.

"So sleepy, broken sleep." His head tilted and fell into a man's arms.

Lin Qing patted on his little hip: "don't pretend to sleep. It's time to drink milk."

Orange hum, don't open the wrinkled handsome face and complain in the man's ear: "Mommy patted me beautiful tun."

Look at the feel, the line and the elasticity. It's definitely a proud capital.

Lin Qing took a cup of milk and handed it to orange's mouth: "drink it quickly and grow your body."

"If Mommy doesn't drink for God's horse, Mommy should grow up."

Lin Qing smiled and coaxed her son to drink milk: "Mommy doesn't have to grow."

The man's eyes are sweeping somewhere, and his serious appearance is not adding chaos at all. "In fact, you can be longer."

"Mu Li!"

"Mommy, you are so loud. My ears hurt."

Lin Qing stamped his foot, stuffed the cup into Mu Li's hand and walked away. I knew they would collude sooner or later.

Mu Li fed the whole cup of milk to his son and drank it up. He took him to chase Lin Qing's back: "go, admit your mommy's mistake."

Mu Li went out of the door and came back in two hours. Lin Qingzheng turned on the vacuum cleaner and walked to the living room window with his back.

The window was bright and clean, and he could clearly see her outline. He stopped and the things in his hand were heavy. Before Lin Qing turned around, he took back his sight and turned into the study.

At a quick glance, Lin Qing's remaining light swept to him with a box in his hand.

Did not see, orange took out a paper towel and handed it over: "Mommy, wipe." Lin Qing took it with a smile. Orange grabbed the vacuum cleaner in her hand.

Cotton slippers were almost rolled in. Orange sat on the man's legs barefoot and shook around: "it's cool and comfortable."

The feet were stuffed into a pair of brand-new cotton slippers.

Lin Qing gestures twice: "it's tall again."

"When you grow up to be a man, you should protect mommy in the future. Remember?" Mu Li rubbed his son's head and stood up. Lin Qing looked up. He couldn't see through the deep bottom of the pool. Somehow, she was flustered for no reason.

He went back to the bedroom. Lin Qing followed him and held his palm from behind. "What's the matter with the army?"

"No, everything is normal." Mu Li shook her fingers one by one. He didn't even notice the increased strength until Lin Qing shouted pain.

She smiled: "why is it getting heavier and heavier now? Take revenge on me."

"How could I be willing." He looked at the front. At this time, Lin Qing didn't fully understand the real meaning of the words, and didn't know that she would cry every time she thought of it. The man's voice was far into her ears, and she thought back, "no matter what happened, even if my life was in danger, I wouldn't hurt you if I gave up myself."

Lin Qing turned around and hugged him: "blame me, blame me, suddenly say such heavy words, we are now so safe and happy, nothing will happen again."

The man's body shook slightly and hugged her: "yes, it's good now. You and your son are all I have."

Lin Qing pulled her lips and recalled that she had a whim in the morning and took him to see the photos of her son before he was four years old. At that time, I took many photos abroad and uploaded them to the network. After I came back, I didn't care about sorting them out.

Just now, he downloaded them one by one. The photos were basically taken by his son leaving the country alone. Occasionally, there were group photos of her and orange, and Dai Ze appeared in only one of the hundreds of photos.

It was orange sticking to her. She had to take a group photo of the three because other children were accompanied by their parents.

After more than four years of company, Mu Li is grateful to Dai Ze in the bottom of his heart. At least their mother and son can be taken care of in his absence.

As for other disputes, he can turn a blind eye.

It was very late to finish her part-time job. Bai Xuan got off the bus, wrapped up her windbreaker and went back to the rented old house. She lives on the third floor. One of the lights in the corridor is broken, leaving only a dim light bulb. She can barely see the steps under her feet.

In the dark night, the situation became more and more gloomy, the shaking shadows of trees whirled, and children shouted and ran through the open courtyard.

Hearing the child's voice, Bai Xuan's heart was suddenly caught. The days passed day by day and another week in the twinkling of an eye. That day, she overheard Lin Qing's words after tracking. Finally, she shrank back and didn't dare to take a syringe to find Mu Li.

At this time, she can no longer challenge the bottom line of Mu Li, otherwise even the last chance may be lost.

Time is very precious to her and even more painful.

When the light in the room was turned on, Bai Xuan was stunned and almost screamed.

The room was searched in a mess, not many items were thrown all over the floor, and the chaotic scene hit her without warning.

Bai Xuan saw the bed board, walked up a few steps, half knelt on the ground and opened it. Uncontrollable anger and hatred rose from the bottom of her eyes.

The syringe and the money Liang ruoyi gave her disappeared.

Bai Xuan ran out of the room and knocked on the door of the landlord who had never wanted to provoke him. "Come out, why do you steal from me!"

He punched on the wooden door. There was no response in the house. Bai Xuan kicked it up.

The light in the living room was good. Hanging on her head, Bai Xuan could see the surrounding things clearly. Bai Xuan saw a shadow on the door panel moving towards this side. She suddenly turned around and the landlord approached her with a grimace.

"Knock on my door so late. What can I do for you?"

In Bai Xuan's eyes, the landlord was already a man's face and beast's heart. She picked out the danger range and stretched out her hand: "return my things!"

The landlord didn't know whether he really understood it or not. He spread his hand and shook his head: "what?"

"Don't pretend, didn't you turn over my room?"

"Your room was turned over. Mind my ass." The landlord still had a bottle in his hand and drank too much. He was a desperate drunkard gambler, but Bai Xuan couldn't find a cheaper house to live in, otherwise she would have left long ago.

Liang ruoyi's bag of money is not a small amount. More importantly, syringes!

"It's none of your business. Who else can you have?"

Bai Xuan rushed over and turned around in his pocket. She had nothing but a few pieces of waste paper. She was depressed and took back her hand. She was severely stuck by the landlord: "little sister, I'm enough for your face, but don't blame me for not reminding you."

"Who wants your face." Bai Xuan shook off his hand, and the wine bottle burst on the wall behind him. Uncle in his forties was proportional to his age and strength. He grabbed her wrist and dragged her into the room.

Bai Xuan was stunned and couldn't shake it off. Then she felt afraid. There was another woman who rented the house. The woman worked in the bar and came back at an uncertain time every day. Bai Xuan shouted twice. There was no one else at this time.

She almost broke away. The landlord simply pressed her on the ground, and the broken glass stuck into her back shoulder. Bai Xuan grabbed the glass and threw it on the landlord, but it didn't help. The back of the windbreaker was soon stained with blood.

The bottom shirt was torn and her legs kept pedaling. Bai Xuan cried out for help. The house here is not soundproof, and someone will hear it.

But no one came to help.

The people who live here, adhering to the idea that more is better than less, can spend it safely day after day.

No one knows who their neighbors are. Even if they can't bear it, they won't really do it.

"Keep quiet!" The landlord covered her face and suddenly pressed down the shadow in front of her.

"Go away!"

The disgusting smell of wine was pungent, and Bai Xuan retched for a while. Her knee was against the important part of the landlord, but she failed to make full efforts. On the contrary, after being caught by the landlord, she angered his beast, and the place where her rough palm rubbed was eye-catching crimson.

Almost the last step, she picked up the empty wine bottle by the wall. When the bottle was struggling, she accidentally hit it and rolled down. The landlord's eyes turned red. He couldn't see these details until Bai Xuan smashed the bottle on his skull.

"You..." he opened his mouth and couldn't say a complete sentence.

The landlord poured aside and the blood gurgled out. Bai Xuan climbed to the distance and shook her hands for a long time before she got dressed. She stood up with the wall.

The fishy smell gradually dispersed in the narrow space, and the windows were closed. Nevertheless, a cold wind penetrated into the old window. She was cold and trembling, her eyes fixed on the landlord for a moment.

The landlord couldn't stand up again.