Military marriage lingering: big president, little sweetheart

"Yes." The Secretary saw her not clinging, thin lips up, and spoiled, "never mind eating. I'll buy you lemon rinse and wash your stomach. You should apply a mask at night. You should not grow acne."

Lin Anxin rolled his eyes and despised him deeply. "I just don't know who doesn't want me to eat too spicy."

"I don't want you to eat too spicy." The division sinks Mou son deep not to see the bottom, full of all is helpless spoil, "but you like, I still want to let you happy."

It doesn't matter whether he wants to or not, but whether she is happy or not.

"Drive well, don't wave!" Lin Anxin was suddenly sweet by him again. He was just like being stabbed. He was uncomfortable all over again. He closed his mouth and didn't start to look at the scenery outside the window.

The scenery on both sides of the country galloped back as the lights of the country w began to shine.

Si Shen helped her open the window considerately, so that she could blow into the night wind.

The wind at night is full of the smell of soil. Lin An Xin lies on the window and takes a deep breath. He slowly squints his eyes and feels the refreshing feeling of the breeze. The wound on his face is not so uncomfortable.

She's married

And the man around, or married.

When she lost her first child, she thought that she would never have a relationship with this man again. But this man with perseverance or let her summon up the courage to choose to believe him again.

Lin Anxin tilted his head and took a look at the driver.

There was an indescribable complex taste in my heart

She didn't think so much. She turned her head decisively and continued to enjoy the night scenery outside the window. While blowing the breeze, she took out her cell phone.

She took a picture of the scenery outside and updated ins.

With her guidance, Si Shen drove the car to the Malatang shop smoothly.

What Lin Anxin said about Malatang is the same as what he expected before. It's in an inconspicuous alley, which is small. There are many small shops selling supper, and many people patronize each one. Most people, the most popular is Lin Anxin said that Malatang.

Lin Anxin saw that spicy hot SA Ya Zi was going to run in.

Or Si Shen quickly grabbed her, took out a hat from the car and covered her head, covered her half face, then took her hand and said, "let's go, let's go in."

Lin Anxin felt the temperature from the palm of his hand, raised the corner of his mouth, and followed him into the shop in a good mood.

"Two? I'll find a seat for myself. I'll pick out the dishes and take them to the front desk. I'll give you the table number There are only two waiters in the shop. They are very busy.

“OK。” Lin Anxin is familiar with the outside position, let the division sink to occupy the position, she a person to choose dishes.

A variety of dishes are placed on a shelf, arranged in four rows, dozens of styles. The dishes are rich and fresh.

Lin Anxin's main choice of vegetables, plus the most famous tender beef and so on, gave it to the boss, "give us two more hot and sour noodles, one with blood and one without blood. Red soup with blood, clear soup without blood, no chili, no coriander, thank you

"Good." The boss took her dish and seat number, put a sign on her basket, "you sit first, we'll send it back to you when it's ready."

"Well, boss, remember not to add chili or blood."

"Don't worry, I know."