I love you, Mr.Commander

A month later.

An ordinary coffee shop, in the prosperous area of city a, two colleagues made an appointment to chat.

Speaking of a topic, one of them was in high spirits. He clapped his face on the table and said, "barrister, it's more difficult to see you now than to go to heaven."

Luo Zheng put down his glass: "it's nothing like this. I didn't receive your call. Did I come out immediately?"

Colleagues do not believe: "these days, is there a situation?"

"What's going on." Luo Zheng didn't think so. "Who's talking nonsense?"

"Still pretend, I know. Bar heroes save the United States. Others are ill and hospitalized. You accompany them day and night. This is not a situation. What is it?"

"Nothing." Luo Zheng pushed away the cup at hand and frowned. Obviously, he didn't want to continue talking about this topic.

However, the colleague was the least winked and still chattered: "I don't believe it. Tell me what your sister-in-law is like. When you leave the hospital, come out for dinner."

Luo Zheng didn't speak again and fell into meditation.

Only he knew that it was Xu Yuan's attempted suicide. He found it in time and sent it to the hospital.

On that day, I could see her sadness mixed with bright red water, and the spreading color almost swallowed him.

The waiter brought a dessert. Luo Zheng revived and shouted, "this is not what we ordered."

"Today, I did an activity in the store and gave it to you."

"Really? Thank you. "

Luo Zheng looked around the store and found no activity information. He looked up and saw the badge in front of the waiter.

He silently recited the name from the bottom of his heart and felt familiar. The colleague sitting opposite liked sweets. Who didn't like it when it was cheap, immediately brought it in front of him, cut a piece and sent it to the entrance.

It felt great to melt at the entrance. My colleague knocked the edge of the plate with a fork: "don't you eat?"

"If you don't like sweet food, you can solve it yourself."

Luo Zheng replied, thinking about the two words he had just seen: an su.

In the evening, a row of military vehicles stopped neatly at the door of the hotel. One of the doors opened and tall men stepped out.

Light hit the face, light and shade are different. Only when you are close can you see the outstanding handsome face of a man.

The face was cold and solemn, and a pair of deep eyes made people dare not look directly at it. Passers-by still couldn't help being curious. They stopped and began to look around. It didn't seem common to see such a swagger through the market.

He took off his gloves. Someone closely followed behind him. The man left where he was, and the talents of several other cars stepped down one after another.

The best box was used to receive distinguished guests. The waiter served dishes. The banquet was full of wine and compliments. Such a big celebration is very grand. Among these people, they are more or less related to the sensational incident in the army.

The man on the throne looked at these faces to wash the dust for himself, and his face was always unpredictable. Those flattering words listened to his ears, but they didn't make him integrate into the strong atmosphere. He only ordered it after raising his glass.

After three rounds of wine, someone gets drunk and speaks a little more frivolous.

"I said, commander Mu will be able to handle this. They don't look at themselves and want to... Deal with it together."

"It's just fooling around, trying to fabricate facts out of thin air to frame you? First weigh yourself a few pounds. "

Others looked excited and really talked about their hearts.

Hearing these words, the man smiled and looked hazy alienated. Those who guessed his mind were struggling and tangled again.

After dinner, the celebration was not over, and several cars transferred to the bar. They prefer occasions where every cell is agitated.

The vast motorcade crisscross the busy and crisscross roads of the city, with neon everywhere. This point is the beginning of nightlife.

In the box, wine and women are indispensable for such an occasion.

The sound of the stereo is deafening, the wine glasses collide, and the red wine overflows. Everyone's face is full of excitement. It seems that it is indulgence after disaster.

The protagonist in the field is not affected, and his thoughts seem to have gone somewhere. Mu Li swept through the glass wall from the corner of his eye and could have a panoramic view of the outside, but the people outside couldn't see the inside at all.

Since he came back from the army and hasn't touched his home, he has been dragged to this place by these individuals. He should be given enough face. He has no time to see his eyes and has been forcibly detained for several times.

Before long, Mu Li hardly raised his glass, nodded with these people and drank.

Muri got up in laughter. He put down his glass and walked to the door. His deep eyes were not half drunk.

Someone reached out and pulled him: "Hey, commander, if you leave at this time, it will be a disappointment."

"I'll go out and have a look. You go on." Mu Li's cigarette hand pointed to somewhere outside the box.

With beauty in their arms, they only look out with the commander's eyes, and they will be satisfied.

Mu Li saw what they thought and didn't explain. He left the box and went directly to the bar.

There is a woman sitting in front of the bar. Her back is slim and attractive. She sits alone and occasionally watches others dance without talking.

He could not help looking at it more. He lit a cigarette, and the mist came out of his thin lips. The platinum lighter was placed behind the table, and his eyes looked at the woman meaningfully.

See her side face, but can't see her expression“ Did you come by yourself? "

The woman did not lift her head and fiddled with the black screen mobile phone: "look at me, is there a second person?"

"Am I not?" Mu Li sat down on her side and looked at her. The two positions were very close. From the back, his hand when smoking seemed to have brought the woman into his arms. "Why is his face so bad?"

The smoke blurred my sight, curled up to the top of my head and faded away.

The bartender came from the other end and respectfully asked the man about his taste. A woman listens to their words as if she had not heard them.

Mu Li looked at her. Her thick eyelashes occasionally fluttered. The bartender was still waiting. He pointed to the wine cabinet and said the name of the wine.

The low voice is very charming. Such an atmosphere is shrouded. It is too suitable for flirting.

The woman put a few hands on her glass, and it was full. She did not answer the question just now, nor was she tucking up or make complaints about it. She said something out of her face, but suddenly appeared: "I have a husband, but he is not at home."

Mu Li took the cigarette arm aside and narrowed his eyes. He couldn't hear the emotion in his voice: "he's not at home, so you came here?"

The woman raised her eyes and ignored him: "he and I still have a son who is not at home tonight."

Is this the most direct invitation?

Mu Li took a cigarette and looked deep. He seemed to weigh the weight of this sentence. The lighter opened and closed in his hand. After a long time, he was photographed again.

The bartender winked and put the wine in front of him in silence.

The woman was thirsty. She picked up her cup and was taken away by someone as soon as it reached the lip.

Mu Li's palm pressed the mouth of the cup and looked at the bartender's line of sight suddenly colder: "change a glass of juice."

"I don't drink that." The woman reached out and grabbed, "why do you decide for me?"

"Changed." Mu Li didn't allow her to hold her beak. She clasped her waist and bowed her head. At the same time, she kissed her lips heavily. The rolling and bullying hurt. She punched him on the shoulder.

This flower fist embroidered leg is nothing. Mu Lisong starts. The bartender has quickly exchanged fresh juice. His gloomy look eases up.

The woman glanced at the pure juice and didn't speak again, as if her previous invitation had made her regret.

Mu Li flicked down the ash, and a pair of eyes settled on her face: "don't drink?"

"Not thirsty." She is angry.

In the bartender's view, the atmosphere was a little awkward. He focused on the movements in his hand and only glanced at them occasionally.

Women don't look away. They haven't looked at men from beginning to end. Even the bartender can recognize that this is the famous military commander mu in city A.

Such an identity is enough to make people tremble, but this woman doesn't know whether to live or die. She wants to play with fire, but she doesn't play like that.

Between them, ambiguous, some people unknowingly walked to the side of the woman and bowed their heads.

"Sister, with brother..."

The next word didn't come off smoothly. If you wanted to touch a woman's hand, you were severely strangled.

The wrist bone was about to be crushed, which was painful. The man frowned and shouted twice before he could let the other party let go of himself.

Mu Li looked coldly, and the latter couldn't stop running away.

The woman looked at the scene with no movement in her eyes. On the contrary, she hummed. She didn't know whether to laugh at others or to be unhappy.

Mu Li was annoyed and shook the glass. The liquid inside collided at the edge of the glass. His eyes fell on the woman's calm side face: "you don't speak, are you suggesting that all the time tonight belongs to me?"

The ghost logic is enough: "do you want it?"

"Of course," Muli didn't need to think much. He said a word later. It sounded strange to the bartender, "this is your privilege."

"Do I have any other privileges?" The woman grimaced and never smiled, "for example, accompany me to dinner, pour me wine and take me home?"

"Aren't you afraid to bump into my family when you go home?" Mu Li interrupted her, clenched her chin with his fingers, and took the whole person to his arms, "outside is the hotel. I've prepared for you. What you want in a moment, I promise, can satisfy you 100 percent."

"Really? I don't believe it. " The woman put her elbow down and couldn't hear her joy and anger push him away. "Haven't you heard of it? It's bad luck to believe a man's mouth. "

Mu Li couldn't help laughing and snuffed out the cigarette end between his fingers. He leaned over, his left hand bypassed the woman's ear, held the back of her head and asked her to kiss himself.

The smell of smoke rushed into the lungs, as if drunk. The lips touched. He pressed his body, and the air in front of the two men was squeezed. When the woman loosened her hand holding the wine cup, she accidentally overturned, and the cool liquid spilled all over her hands. The kiss was sometimes sentimental and sometimes hot, which made her resist and had to give up her struggle.

His kiss, with a strong feeling Yu, seemed to swallow her, and it was not slow to make people fall and indulge.

The colleague who came out of the box looked around, and then he saw the scene of the bar in the distance. He took a beauty up and saw that they were still leaving and were about to make fun of.

"Commander, who are you with..."

Mu Li offset the woman's forehead and seemed to say a word. When the woman heard someone calling his name behind her, she didn't answer.

After Mu Li looked, she looked up.