I love you, Mr.Commander

After confirmation, the clerk put the wrapped box into the bag. Mo Xiaoxi looked down at other new models and didn't intend to look sideways. Only then did he see two people standing side by side not far away.

"Hello, Lin Qing." She remembered the name and looked familiar to the man beside her. It must be mu Li in the rumor, "commander mu, meet for the first time."

Mo Xiaoxi reached out to Lin Qing with friendly eyes.

"Hello." Lin Qing shook it back and released it quickly. He didn't hear the news that Ling Annan had dissolved his engagement. It was clear who would wear the pair of watches at a glance.

She can't continue to think. Is it fair for Lu Xiao to do so?

If you don't, there will be waves of trouble in front and become obstacles.

Mo Xiaoxi was not embarrassed. Seeing Lin Qing's eyes on the bag, he opened his mouth and explained: "I liked this before. At that time, I wanted to buy and engrave characters, so we waited." She said it decently and generously. She couldn't pick out anything wrong. "I'm free today. I'll come and pick it up."

Such a tone is casual and natural for friends, and there is no trace of ostentation and intention. It's just that we happen to make Ling Annan's attitude clear.

"You have a good eye." Lin Qing didn't know her well, so she only had a brief chat.

Mu Liqian narrowed his eyes, casually looked at Mo Xiaoxi, and then just looked at orange.

When Mo Xiaoxi left the flagship store, Lin Qing didn't have the idea of choosing gifts. The wedding time there was uncertain and she was not in a hurry. She even regretted coming out today.

"Let's go." Lin Qing took orange's hand and didn't take a word with the man.

Mu Li followed and took her arm: "what are you angry with me?"

"Last time you told me that Ling Annan would solve this matter. But now. " Lin Qingxin has a grievance. Even if his favorite watch is bought, is it mo Xiaoxi? And with Ling Annan?

That's disturbing.

Mu Li was also helpless, lying innocent: "I just told you Anan's original words. What does it have to do with me?"

"There is, there is." Lin Qing didn't look back. The man followed her forward, typical of a little daughter-in-law who couldn't be persuaded by anger.

"OK, yes." Mu Li grabbed her arm and pulled it into her arms with a little force. Lin Qing was not really angry with him, but depressed.

Extremely depressed.

Mu Li looked at her angrily and really stared at him. It hurt to hit his fist on his chest. The man simply sealed her lips and didn't give any chance to speak again.

She resisted twice symbolically and couldn't push. She was entangled by him and indulged in infinite lingering kisses. He would use this rotten trick.

But she was always subdued.

The man grabbed her back neck and deepened it again and again.

Orange raised her head, hugged her arms and stared at her parents. She was tired of walking in the middle of the mall.

Hey, hey, there's someone else here.

Orange bumped into the man's leg and broke daddy's good deed. The little guy covered his head and didn't stop the car. It hurt.

His star eyes were pathetic and wanted to win his father's sympathy. Lin Qing bent down to hold them. He jumped back and said, "I'm a man, so don't hold them."

Mu Li hugged his wife's waist and looked down at his son. He was very backbone. He nodded in agreement and waved to orange, who proudly held the man's palm.

"Good, man, there's nothing you don't dare to try."

Orange orange doesn't doubt him, nods, nods hard.

The drink shop lined up for a long time. Finally, it was their turn. Soon, a cup of mango milk was stuffed into orange's hand.

Lin Qing put the straw in and touched his son's head: "mango tastes good."

Think he didn't hear the word "milk" behind the mango? Orange was like a bolt from the blue.

Lin Qing straightens up. It has nothing to do with her. It's all a man's idea.

By the way, she handed a drink to the man. The straw gently pressed his thin lips. She tasted it when she bought it. The straw was wet: "try it quickly. Which one is better than the last one?"

last?

The man frowned, and the brain searched quickly and didn't get the result.

Lin Qing urged nearby, so that he had drunk it when he smelled it.

It's durian again.

Lin Qing smiled and drank again: "I like the taste more and more."

Mu Li has a headache. If she goes on like this, if she has a whim one day, can she just hold a Durian home?

After sitting in the drink shop for a while, Lin Qing temporarily forgot the unpleasant scene.

If compromise and concession can achieve both ends, it's not impossible to be afraid. In the end, it can't be preserved.

That Mo Xiaoxi, can Lu Xiao handle it smoothly?

Orange drank Mango Milk in one breath. Fortunately, he ordered a small cup. He pretended that everything was normal and said in his mouth: "wood has drunk, wood has drunk." Infinite loop like a repeater.

Lin Qing couldn't help laughing. She looked at the man but didn't meet his eyes. Mu Li looked down at her mobile phone and listened to her absently.

This is not the first time today.

Lin Qing put down the cup and took the man's hand: "if you have something to do, go busy."

"Nothing." Muli turned off the screen, put his mobile phone on the glass coffee table and ordered a drink of normal taste.

Before he came back, his mobile phone rang again. The content of the incoming text message was very clear. Lit up the screen, Lin Qing scanned his eyes and couldn't recognize the words in the opposite direction.

She saw that Mu Li was walking this way. As soon as she looked back, orange lay across the tea table, stared at her mobile phone and said, "will you come or not?"

He read very slowly. He paused for a word and made a mistake. At the end of the card, the man returned to his seat.

Muli handed the normal juice to orange. Orange almost choked after drinking. It felt like returning to earth from outer space. It was too real.

Mu Li just heard orange reading words. After sitting down, he pointed to the transparent glass with his fingertips, and his voice pierced into Lin Qing's eardrum: "there's something going on later. I have to go there. You go home first."

After listening to him, Lin Qing didn't ask who the sender was, but nodded.

Mu Li's eyes were traceless, deep and agitated.

The sky was gloomy, and the weather was cold and wet for several days. The wind was not strong. Lin Qing went to the door of the mall to wrap orange with a small scarf around the cartoon, and turned to pull up the man's coat.

The dark brown coat became more and more slim. Lin Qing patted him on the shoulders, his fingers fell, and his eyes moved. She could feel that he seemed to have too much pressure on his shoulder that she couldn't see recently, but she never thought whether she would crush him.

He can't fall.

"When will you be back?" Every time before she left, she was used to asking questions like this. The answer didn't matter. It was only about a reassuring commitment.

The man took her hand, opened it and put it on his lips: "I'll be back soon."

Lin Qing lowered her eyes and got into his coat pocket with both hands, like a coquettish: "then I'll sleep when you come back."

"OK."

Lin Qing led orange to stop a taxi by the side of the road. Mu Li sent them to the car. After seeing them off, he turned back to the car. He stood by the car and sent a text message.

He jumped into the car without waiting for a reply.

The cars outside the private clinic left one after another. It was getting late, leaving only a silver body.

Outside the treatment room of the clinic, the assistant stretched his neck close to the door and couldn't hear the conversation clearly. He saw the boss's face serious through the open door, and his curiosity was aroused.

"Boss, drink tea." The assistant opened the door and put two cups of freshly brewed tea on the table. When he turned around, Jiang Tong gouged out his eyes.

Interrupting the conversation in the middle is the most taboo of the boss. The assistant has a cold sweat on his forehead and knows that the most immoral woman on weekdays is the most serious. He withdrew his hand and walked away quickly. When he closed the door, he only vaguely heard words such as deadline and opportunity.

Just now, he recognized the man opposite the boss at a glance. This time, he could see clearly. The cold and vicious eyes were enough to delay people.

This is not the last time he broke the good Lord?

The assistant sighed and shook his head. The man liked by the boss must come to no good end in the end.

Jiang Tong threw the case and a pile of reports on the table and raised his thin eyebrows: "do you understand?"

"Yes." Mu Li raised his eyes, drank a cup of tea, raised his legs and straightened up. The man's shadow moved in a certain direction on the floor. While talking, he walked to the door, "there's nothing else, just go."

Jiang Tong lifted the folder that had piled up half a table and overturned the tea cup without moving a mouthful. The scattered paper had a messy beauty. The steaming water stains gradually soaked, leaving a large piece of incomplete patterns.

These are all the records of her hard work and ongoing experiments, but she has abandoned them now.

He doesn't cooperate. She's working hard for something?

Mu Li had no objection, as if it had nothing to do with him: "give yourself a holiday."

He turned the doorknob.

Jiang Tong kicked away the broken teacup at her feet, and the porcelain pieces flew out of a thin arc and hit the wall. She stepped forward, and the pointed high-heeled heels were on the paint free door plate, which seemed to leave a pit.

"Holiday?" She sneered, "I think you're insane now."

She thought of the mouse that suddenly bumped around in the experiment, and the final scene was terrible.

Mu Li did not deny her words: "so, stay away from me from now on."

"Crazy."

Jiang Tong lifted her legs and only wore shorts inside. The buttons of her white coat had always been a decoration for her. The hem slid open to both sides, revealing the white legs under her pantyhose.

You can swear to God that she didn't mean it, but Jiang Tong won't be embarrassed. When he put down his legs, he subconsciously looked at Xiang Mu Li and didn't even look at him.

He looked dismissive and had no interest in her.

Jiang Tong hasn't opened his mouth yet. The same bright light in the outer corridor blends with that in the room. Mu Li puts down his rolled up sleeves and walks out with his coat on one arm.

"Wait." Jiang Tong stood outside the treatment room and shouted at him. In the twinkling of an eye, he was going to cross the corridor to the hall.

Mu Li waited for her to finish.

"I've said everything I should say. What's your plan?"

"It's good now."

"Good?" Jiang Tong knows better than that. Now he has nothing to do with good words and half a dime. "Come to treatment on time if you want to. Don't stand me up."

Mu Li looked at her, turned and walked away.

Jiang Tong finally saw the strangeness. He didn't want her to continue the treatment like this. It was obvious that he was perfunctory.

"You don't have other ideas." Jiang Tong raised his voice. The corridor was very long and the echoes were enlightening. At this time, it sounded very harsh, "are you going to receive an injection?"

If injected, it can delay the onset of other problems.

"You think too much." Mu Li strode out of the private clinic and heard the hurried footsteps of someone behind him. He didn't look back, leaving only the cold sound. The door was pushed open and involved in the hall, "I'm not going to do anything."