I love you, Mr.Commander

She went to the bookcase. Because she occupied the whole wall, she could only raise her head a little and look for the books she needed: "she helped her that time because she said it was useful to you. It was Shan Rong who caught her at that time. I don't want her to be caught back, but listen to your phone just now. Don't you intend to take care of it anymore?"

"The purpose of sending someone to watch is to protect her life and find a way to live for her. But since she has other ideas, can she be willing to use it for me when it is really necessary? Instead, if you want to go, let her go. "

"I think she's afraid and won't trust anyone." Lin Qing glanced at the spine of a book, identified one of them and pulled it out, "but in this way, will Shan Rong stop without her help?"

"No." The answer came from Mu Li's mouth. There was no doubt. His smile was unclear in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were a little cold. "He hasn't acted recently, unlike his style."

"But what else can he do?"

"I don't know. Be careful in everything recently. No matter where you go, someone will protect you secretly."

Lin Qing was worried and nodded. She understood the meaning of Mu Li. On the eve of the storm, it was often a strange peace. But she really can't think of what Shan Rong can do when he knows that he can't resist Mu Li. He can only watch it change in the dark.

Once the fight broke out, orange really hurt his heart this time.

There was a lot of time to go out and have fun at the weekend, but orange went straight back to his room after dinner and sat cross legged on the floor.

He was very quiet. One arm propped up his chin and screwed up his eyebrows. His small face was facing the French window. Yes, he was thinking behind closed doors.

Lin Qing took the washed clothes and half pushed open the door of the room: "don't go out to play?"

Orange's back was straight: "No."

"Still angry?" Lin Qing looked at his back, so firm and stubborn. He said he was wrong, too wronged, but he couldn't be encouraged in the end.

Lin Qing put his clothes by the bed, walked behind him and patted him on the shoulder: "well, Mommy knows you're unhappy and shouldn't scold you like that."

Orange said with a gloomy face, "I'm right."

Lin Qing poured Chu's smile from the corners of her eyes and shook his shoulder. Orange didn't move, but she didn't pull her hand away. Lin Qing looked at him from behind. Although he couldn't see the expression on his face, he thought he looked very cute. He was glad that he knew protection and responsibility at a young age.

Lin Qing walked around to him, squatted down and looked at Orange almost head to head. Orange stubbornly didn't open his face, and his lips closed tightly.

His grievance is obvious. If he doesn't ban life, he will have some love.

Lin Qing is not hard hearted. He touched his face: "it's just and good for you to protect Xiaoye from being bullied, but you shouldn't hurt others whether it's to help Xiaoye or not."

The orange tone showed extreme dissatisfaction: "I was angry when I saw him bullying people. He just didn't deserve to be beaten."

Lin Qing was calm and looked at Orange: "it's wrong for him to bully Xiaoye. Did you hit him and become the same as him?"

"It's different."

"Really?" Lin Qingmu was suspicious and almost looked into the bottom of orange's eyes. His dark eyes put aside the childishness of the child and didn't look too complicated. On the contrary, it was calm and rare.

Orange moved her eyes, pursed her lips and didn't speak.

Lin Qing smiled and rubbed his head: "Mommy doesn't blame you, it's just that beating him is not the only solution."

Orange whispered, "he's too careless."

Lin Qing is neither laughing nor crying.

He is so stubborn that he doesn't want to admit his mistake. In the final analysis, because he is still a child, who will be willing to be wronged or stand up and admit his mistake?

After hearing what she said, orange probably figured it out. He stood up for fear of hitting the dust on his body.

Lin Qing took the neatly stacked clothes along the edge of the bed to him: "put them on quickly. Daddy wants to take you out to play."

Orange changed his clothes and came out. His face was clear after the rain. He was very handsome. With his handsome face, he looked like a charming gentleman.

Lin Qing beckoned and orange trotted over. Her fingers fiddled with his collar. Orange looked up to help her take care of the collar.

Mu Li saw the scene of harmony and love and looked at Lin Qing with admiration. He got up from the sofa and smiled: "you really have a way to deal with him."

"It's for you." Lin Qingyan corrected without lifting his head.

Mu Li squinted at the corners of his eyes and came forward with a smile: "yes, come and deal with me tonight."

A large shopping mall did a parent-child theme activity today, and the scene was very lively. A pair of father and son appeared on the stage and stood in line according to the rules. The host asked some simple questions to several children. Soon, the atmosphere was driven to a high level.

Lin Qing saw the stage surrounded by a sea of people in the distance. The platform was very high and could capture the moving figures on it. The sound in the microphone came into his ears from a distance with cheering and coaxing.

She paused to see the words on the poster behind her.

Orange orange thought it was lively and interesting. He took two steps and turned back to hold Lin Qing's hand: "Mommy, go and have a look."

"OK, you go slowly. Don't worry."

Mu Li was a few steps behind when he answered a phone call from the army. When he raised his eyes between his words, Lin Qing was being dragged forward by orange.

He put away his eyes and walked slowly. There was no change in his face. The person in the mobile phone said for a long time, but he didn't respond. He only answered once in a while and said a few words briefly.

Orange happily sneaked into the crowd. He was small and fast, but Lin Qing was blocked outside the human wall. Lin Qing shouted twice. He couldn't hear other voices in the noisy environment.

The host continued to ask, "are there any children who want to go on stage?"

Orange squeezed into the front of the stage without paying attention. He didn't raise his hand. He just looked at the poster on the table.

The host has sharp eyes. Such a beautiful little face is too easy to distinguish among the crowd. The host is another beautiful young girl. She exclaimed and stretched out her hand to orange: "this child, do you want to go on stage?"

Orange palms on the edge of the platform, legs a little hard on the ground, jump on the table.

The host couldn't help holding the microphone and began to applaud: "that's great, children, what's your name?"

When Lin Qing heard the microphone, a small voice of orange suddenly appeared. She was stunned first, then relieved, stepped back and saw that orange was being questioned.

Mu Li walked closer after the phone call. As soon as he came behind Lin Qing, he also heard orange report his name.

Lin Qing stood a few meters away from the stage and saw him later: "it's like a father son game."

Mu Li smiled: "look, he's very happy."

Before Lin Qing could speak again, he heard orange's voice: "Daddy, I'm here."

"Wait for us here."

Mu Li patted Lin Qing's shoulder, crossed the crowd and went up the steps. He walked steadily, and the silent momentum seemed to make way for him. He was like a man who appeared like a God in the call.

He walked a few steps to the orange, and the orange grabbed the man's palm.

The host and the two people glowed: "is this your father, Mucheng children?"

"Yes." Orange's inherent superiority was born to receive attention. Instead of stage fright, he became more and more proud.

According to the host's instructions, each child completes the first simple racing task with his father. In fact, it is mainly children, and his father plays a protective role.

"Next, all dads please stand in the dangerous area here. Only when their children's performances are recognized by everyone can they be taken away by their children."

The fathers stood together, and the children in front began to show their skills one by one, singing and dancing everything. It seems that they are all prepared.

When it was orange's turn, he improvised a section of Taekwondo.

The audience applauded and was shocked by his momentum.

"It's wonderful. Thank you for your performance." The host asked one by one, and the microphone was handed to orange's mouth soon. "Children, do you have anything you want to say to your father?"

Orange orange made a handsome gesture to daddy in the danger area: "Daddy, love you."

Lin Qing watched under the stage and couldn't help laughing. With the sudden performance of orange, the whole stage was filled with laughter.

The man smiled, walked forward, grabbed his palm and carried the orange on his shoulder.

Orange sat steadily and hugged the man's head. He was very excited. This time, his vision was very wide and kept waving to Lin Qing under the stage.

Lin Qingmei opened her eyes with a smile and saw Mu Li walk off the stage. She greeted her in three or two steps.

Orange raised her eyebrows: "Mommy, I love you too."

"Have a good time?" At this height, Lin Qing has to look up.

Orange giggled. Muli dragged him down from his shoulder and lifted him in his arms. Orange exaggerated his arms around Muli's neck and wrapped it so tightly that his small head also pasted on it, talking and laughing. The father and son seemed close.

Lin Qing didn't get an answer. He took orange's little hand and said, "why don't you talk? Why don't you have a good time?"

Orange narrowed her fine eyes and jumped down from the bend of Mu Li's arm. After he stood firm, he pointed to Lin Qing and smiled back and forth: "I just kissed daddy and Mommy. You can't kiss it. You must be unhappy."

Lin Qing shook his head and said, "Mommy is not jealous."

Mu Li couldn't help laughing, stretched out two fingers and pinched her cheek: "don't try to be brave, you can't see your eyes, and you want to eat me into your stomach."

"I didn't."

"Well, you don't. I'm jealous."

At this time, the staff of the event organizer caught up and took a beautifully packaged toy racing car to orange: "children, this is a gift we give to the best performing father and son."

Orange's eyes lit up: "thank you, uncle."

"You're welcome. We have a special event in our store today. If you are interested, you can let your parents take you to see it. I'm sure there will be a surprise."

Hearing this, orange couldn't bear it. She leaned back on the box in her hand and picked her eyebrows: "Mommy? Daddy? "

Lin Qing takes Mu Li's arm and takes orange to the toy store upstairs. Orange is happy to pick and choose.

They followed behind, looked at the greedy appearance of orange and smiled at each other. No one thought that the joy of their son's unbridled laughter would soon disappear.