The Spoilt Wife’s Happy Life with the Commander

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Lin Qing comfortably found the flower and put it in the bottle.

Water droplets are also sprinkled on the petals, as if it was raining when it rained.

Lin Qing sat at the table, staring at the bunch of flowers with her chin for a long time, to see if it was getting late.

She should prepare.

Mu Li did not see Lin Qing's silhouette when she returned.

The light in the room was on, and he went in.

"Lin Qing?" No one responded.

A slight fragrance came from the bedroom.

Mu Li remembers that Lin Qing usually doesn't use perfume.

Lin Qing was coming out of the bathroom, probably did not expect Mu Li to return at this time, his face was a little panicked.

This made Mu Li immediately think of the heroine's capture of his wife's bad behavior in the TV series.

"what are you doing?"

"No, nothing." Lin Qing shivered.

Her dodging eyes could only make people more suspicious.

Think of the daytime phone, Mu Liding is there: "Related to Chen Qudong?"

I didn't expect to mention the senior, Lin Qing said: "Well? What's the relationship with the senior?"

After that, Lin Qing couldn't change the title of senior, making Mu Li very dissatisfied.

"Then why are you hiding now?" Mu Li glanced at the bathroom.

Feeling about to be pierced, Lin Qing rubbed her neck: "It's all too early for you to come back."

She said, still unable to hide what was usually trying to divert Mu Li's attention.

Mu Li's gaze stayed on her.

Only then did he notice that Lin Qing had just taken a shower, and her hair was probably dry and fluffy behind her back.

She wore a sleeveless dress with most of her shoulders and neck exposed.

Blastable skin is smoother and more delicate under the light.

This dress is really unusual on Lin Qing.

Her appearance had to make Mu Li frown.

Lin Qing exhaled.

"Wait a while, I will explain it to you."

Mu Li interrupted her: "Explain it to me now."

His voice was cold and he seemed really angry.

However, Lin Qing avoided talking, every time he spoke about him.

"You'll know in a while."

Mu Li thought to himself, would anyone still fail to come?

Lin Qing's gaze turned to the clock on the wall, and it was about to arrive now.

A few seconds later, someone really knocked on the door.

"I come."

Regardless of Mu Li's suspiciousness, Lin Qing opened the door.

It seemed that he had been negotiating with someone outside the door for a long time, but Lin Qing was slow to let that person in.

Mu Li stood in the middle of the living room, crossing his arms.

He wants to see who it is.

A pair of eyes stared at the source of the footsteps.

But behind Lin Qing was a stranger.

Still dressed as a hotel chef.

Lin Mu asked the chef to place the trolley at the dining table under Mu Li's gaze.

Because it is a luxurious suite, even the restaurant is carefully separated.

The chef organized the plates in an orderly manner, set the candlestick according to the previous instructions, and lit them.

Lin Qing said thank you, and the chef planned to leave.

However, the first two steps were not right, and when he looked up, he accidentally saw the male host in this room. Obediently, he was almost frightened by the cold eyes a few steps.

Lin Qing behind seemed to notice that she was sorry, and added a few words of thanks, and watched the chef go.

In a blink of an eye, Lin Qing changed to a weaker light.

The whole room went dark.

The candlelight on that table was particularly dazzling.

Mu Li stood in place, still in a suit and leather shoes, he narrowed his eyes and looked Lin Qing back and forth.

Lin Qing pointed at the table and looked at Mu Li: "Come here."

"That's your explanation?" Mu Li bent her mouth and went straight.

Lin Qing nodded, waiting for Mu Li to sit.

"You brought me out, I always have to do something." Lin Qing looked seriously.

Mu Li likes Lin Qing to make such an expression, and readily accepted the dinner.

Looking at the table, Lin Qing also took a lot of effort.

It not only has special dishes, but also specifically avoids the tastes that Mu Li does not like.

I also noticed the color matching.

The candlelight fanned slightly because of their breath, hovering between the lights and the lights.

A thin layer of ambiguous atmosphere lingered in the room.

Mu Li's eyes were not clear at this moment, and his eyes always seemed to avoid the reflection of candlelight.

Lin Qing pursed his lips, but he didn't get a comment until he spoke.

"Don't like it?" Judging by Lin Qing's experience, Mu Li had this meaning at this time.

Think about it, he should have eaten these dishes countless times.

Where else is fresh.

I should think of other ideas at the time.

Lin Qing looked downcast and lowered her head.

At this moment Mu Li's voice sounded overhead.

"I like it very much."

Calm and gentle.

Lin Qing raised her head in astonishment, facing the gentle eyes that looked at her.

"Do you really like it?" She couldn't help but confirm again and again.

"Like." Mu Li chuckled. "This is the best dinner I have ever seen."

Lin Qing couldn't help bending his lips.

Mu Li kissed hard at the corner of her mouth.

Lin Qing pushed him back to his seat: "Just give you a little jealous compensation."

"If it compensates," Mu Li raised an eyebrow, Lin Qing had a bad hunch, "I still like a little more."

What he called a little more substantive later caused Lin Qing to spend half an evening of energy.

Lin Qing got up early the next day.

She prepared everything for the trip, waiting to go to Tanah Lot with Mu Li.

auzw.com Mu Li got up and looked at Lin Qing: "It looks like you are not tired at all."

Lin Qing blushed half, and the other half was facing Mu Li: "Get up quickly, and go out in a while."

"Where are you going to take me?" Mu Li asked lazily.

Lin Qing put down the things in her hand: "Did not you say you were taking me out yesterday?"

Seeing her serious and angry look, Mu Li dragged her back to bed: "I suddenly changed my mind."

"Don't go?" Lin Qing frowned.

Mu Li laughed and kissed her brows.

"You look like this, so I just want to eat you." Mu Li wrapped Lin Qing into the quilt with a bit of an evil smile.

Lin Qing struggled, and seemed to have no effect at all.

She finally felt deeply exhausted.

Looking at the watch again, it was almost nine o'clock.

She kept pushing Mu Li: "Get up."

Mu Li took her into her arms: "I didn't expect you to be so energetic."

Lin Qing raised herself in anguish.

It didn't take long for Mu Li to rise.

He skillfully wore a suit and tie, and Lin Qing was all eye-catching.

"You look good in clothes." Lin Qing admired.

Mu Li didn't care: "You look better without clothes."

Lin Qing was depressed, grabbed the pillow and rushed to him.

Mu Li steadily caught the pillow.

Lin Qing had to speak, Mu Li's phone rang.

It is an army-specific number.

He glanced at Lin Qing and connected: "Hey, it's me."

The voice over there was very low, Lin Qing couldn't understand the specific content.

"Okay, I see." After two or three sentences, Mu Li hung up.

"What's the matter?" Lin Qing was sensitive.

Mu Li walked a bit sorry, rubbing Lin Qing's hair: "I have a mission, and it looks like I will go back."

"Okay, we'll come back when you come back. I can do my homework in advance."

Although a little regretful, she didn't mind.

It's just a pity that Tanah Lot cannot go.

Bali, she vaguely remembers watching a TV show a long time ago, the name seems to be related to Bali.

The male lead is handsome because the TV series has won a big prize.

However, what was said inside, Lin Qing was not impressed.

Back in the car, Lin Qing owed herself in the seat and was tortured last night.

She recalled all the way, but never remembered.

"Are you tired? Sleep for a while." Mu Li felt her exhaustion.

"Not tired." Lin Qing shook her head.

Turning his head to look at Mu Li, who was focusing on driving, his angular face, a faint smile on his lips.

Somehow, Lin Qingmeng felt a strong sense of uneasiness.

She was so upset that she was upset for a while.

Simply turned his head.

Feel the change in her mood.

Mu Li's lips curled into a line.

a city international airport.

Outside the hall, Lin Qing seemed particularly relaxed because there was no luggage.

The car to pick you up has arrived. Stop in front of them and wait quietly.

Lin Qing shoved Mu Li's arm: "Come on! I can go back by myself."

Mu Li was not at ease, but because of the time urgency, he agreed.

"Be careful on the road." He squeezed Lin Qing's cheek, soft and warm.

Seeing her reluctance in her eyes, she kissed her lips again.

Lin Qing shivered.

Suddenly grabbed Mu Li's arm.

"You should also be careful."

Although Mu Li never mentioned it, she also knew that his profession was in danger.

However, the feeling of anxiety was extremely strong this time.

Lin Qing shook her head, shook off bad ideas, and hugged Mu Li tightly.

"I wait for you to come back."

She behaved like a newlywed wife who sent her husband away, making Mu Li laugh.

A pair of warm eyes floated a little warm, looking at Lin Qing: "It won't be long. We will have a wedding when I return."

Lin Qing leaned in his arms: "OK."

When he got to the car, he whispered something his opponent's next officer said, and he responded.

Mu Li nodded and got into the car.

Lin Qing beckoned him outside the window.

Hiding the word of caution that was not spoken.

The car drove away.

It attracted a lot of attention from passers-by.

The officer obeyed Mu Li's order and walked to Lin Qing next time: "Mrs. Mu, please, please."

Lin Qing followed.

A little absent-minded along the way, she bumped into a trolley pushing luggage.

"I'm sorry!" Lin Qing hurriedly apologized and helped the owner of the car pick up the luggage that had fallen to the ground.

The man didn't say anything, and left after finishing.

At this moment Lin Qing felt a pain in his fingers and looked down.

It was probably just picking something up and cutting the tip of the index finger.

Xiaomi-sized blood bleed out, and there was a moment of coagulation.

Lin Qing suddenly had a bad feeling.

Hopefully, it's just her illusion.

At this time, Lin Qing's car had arrived. The officer made a gesture of asking and sent Lin Qing up.

Mu Li was absent, and the house was a little empty.

After that day, the senior did not contact again.

Maybe you dialed the wrong number.

Lin Qing, while comforting herself, was sitting on the sofa cross-legged while holding an apple, repeating an action: changing channels.

Didn't find a good show.

She was anxious to turn off the TV, but suddenly she glimpsed the program trailer.

It seems to be the last program Mu Li attended, and this station will broadcast it.

Lin Qing felt a little inexplicable, it felt like a long time ago.