The Spoilt Wife’s Happy Life with the Commander

Lin Qing slept long enough to wait until she woke up to move to the ten position slowly.

Hearing a sound outside the door, Lin Qing had to go out and take a look.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw Mu Li standing at the door and wanted to brake, but

With a snoring sound, the head murmured in Mu Li's chest.

"Oh! It hurts!" Lin Qing clutched her head in pain and took a small step back.

Mu Li held her arms and looked at her. Off-white pajamas had two rabbit ears printed on her shoulders and covered her cheeks with long divergence, especially the sleepy little face. The woman's charming but lovely.

But when this woman is cute, her expression is faint.

"Happy wedding." Mu Li pointed at Lin Qing's right shoulder with a mocking tone.

Lin Qing's eyes moved with his fingers, and he froze again.

"Your strap is off." Mu Li reminded kindly, and looked away.

"Well?" Lin Qing looked down and looked around, and turned around carefully to sort it out.

Turning back, her face was already flushed.

Mu Li thought she looked very pleasing at the moment.

"But is it urgent for you to come to me so early in the morning?" Lin Qing asked with concern.

Early in the morning?

Besides, is it necessary for him to come to her?

"Lin Qing, look at the time." Mu Li pointed to the clock on the wall at the end of the corridor.

Lin Qing looked a little stiff.

Mu Li smiled. See if she will be so confused in the future.

But Lin Qing paused for two or three seconds, then looked at Mu Li, with a soft tone: "I seem to be late for work."

Today is Monday. It stands to reason that she should have been in the office for several hours now.

After all, Lin Qing went back to the room to change clothes by herself.

What about Mu Li?

He was probably ignored again.

When Lin Qing changed her clothes and went out, Mu Li was gone. She knocked on the door of the master bedroom and did not respond, so she went to the kitchen to find something to eat.

A few minutes later, when Lin Qing had just finished a golden poached egg, Mu Li appeared from the side, leaning against the door frame.

"Don't you say you're late, why are you still frying the eggs?" Mu Li watched as she put the poached eggs in the pan on a white plate and was very skilled.

In the future, someone will cook and cook, which may be a good thing. Mu Li thought to himself.

Lin Qing put the plate with the poached eggs on the table, and went to the refrigerator to find the milk to heat up, while looking back, he said, "Anyway, I'm late, and I'm in no hurry."

She spoke so naturally, Mu Li admired admiringly.

Although Lin Qing was busy in the kitchen for a while, Mu Li felt that there was something mundane in her body.

As such, he wanted to know more about this person.

"Do you want to eat?" Lin Qing's voice suddenly came out from the sound of milk heating, and she was looking at Mu Li sincerely with her head crooked.

"Eat." Mu Li, who had already used breakfast, was polite.

Lin Qing's eyes lit up. She likes cooking very much. Only then will she have a happy feeling.

So long after, the black and white marble dining table was set with two plates with thin gold edges, two transparent milk glasses, and two sandwiches made by Lin Qing himself.

For the first time, tableware appeared in pairs at the table of Mu Li's home.

"Lin Qing, you finally did something pleasant." Mu Li praised.

Lin Qing was puzzled: "Well? Have I done anything that made you unhappy?"

Mu Li was too lazy to speak.

Lin Qing's cooking is really good, but you can taste it from her poached eggs.

Mu Li felt that he would have a mouthful later.

Mu Li looked at Lin Qing several times during the meal, and she drank her breakfast seriously, occasionally taking a sip of milk. This process seems to be done in one go, completely free from interference from others.

Halfway through the meal, Mu Li interrupted Lin Qing who flung himself on the food.

"Here." Seeing the milk on the corner of Lin Qing's mouth, he made a movement to wipe the corner of his mouth.

Lin Qing put down the milk glass, and it was still unknown to Mu Li for a long time. Then she seemed to understand, made a relieved expression, pulled out a tissue from the paper tray at hand, and got up.

In this way, Lin Qing wiped the corners of Mu Li across the half table.

"It doesn't seem to be stained." Lin Qing looked at it carefully, not sure.

The woman who dared to do this to him was probably only Lin Qing.

Seeing her look like taking care of a child, Mu Li was a little disappointed, and then grabbed Lin Qing's wrist: "You do the same to others?"

"Others?" Lin Qing didn't quite understand what he meant, thinking about it, shaking his head, "I don't seem to know anyone like you."

Although this sentence is not malicious, I feel it no matter how I hear it

A little weird.

Mu Li saw her look innocent, and suddenly he got up to her face and dropped a kiss on her lips.

The kiss, with a slight milk aroma.

"Why are you suddenly?" After he kissed and sat down, Lin Qingfang reacted. He blinked with big eyes and looked dull.

"Your lips are stained with milk," Mu Li explained quietly, "I just wanted to tell you this."

auzw.com Thinking of his stupid behavior just now, Lin Qing just wanted to find a place to drill in.

"But you've got it on yourself now." Lin Qing still had a tissue in his hand and said to help him wipe it again.

Is she a little too calm?

Mu Li couldn't think of a second person who could wipe his lips with a bland face in this case.

After meals.

When Lin Qing packed the tableware and came out of the kitchen, went to Mu Li and sat down to watch TV with him, Mu Li stared at her and asked--

"Lin Qing, aren't you going to work?"

Lin Qing, who was watching TV, said "Oh" and glanced at his watch.

"The morning class is over. I'll go shopping first." After that, she continued to watch TV.

Mu Li expressed doubts that she had not lost her job.

but

"Correct it, it's us, not me." Mu Li said, then picked up the remote control and snapped off the TV.

Lin Qing was staring at the TV intently, his head still in the picture just now, and he didn't hear what Qing Muli said.

Slowly, she asked strangely, "What did you say?"

Mu Li really lost to her.

Not far from the residential area is a large shopping supermarket with a full range of goods.

Lin Qing was brought here to buy ingredients for cooking at noon.

Here, she has absolute confidence and a sense of home.

On the contrary, Mu Li, who has hardly been to the supermarket, follows Lin Qing, doing nothing but looking around.

Lin Qing stopped in the fresh area. There are many types here, but fortunately she knows what she needs.

"I told you to make steamed seabass last time." Lin Qing pointed to the fish and said to the salesperson, "Hello, I want a fish."

By the time Mu Li gave his opinion, a fish that had been packed under a price tag had already been put in the cart.

Looking down, the trolley is already full.

"Lin Qing——" You can move the supermarket home directly after you buy it.

"What else do you want to eat? I can make it." Lin Qing's expression was light.

Mu Li pulled the cart in the opposite direction and pulled Lin Qing into her arms. "Want to eat you, okay?"

Lin Qing was suddenly flustered, her heart pounded and her head was lowered, and she whispered: "Well, here is the supermarket, can you not do this?"

Mu Li raised her eyebrows: "You mean, you can just go home?"

"Uh, I didn't mean that." Lin Qing hurriedly explained again.

Their ambiguous behavior attracted a lot of attention in public, and many people looked with envious eyes.

This makes Lin Qing a little uncomfortable.

"Buy it, let's go back." Lin Qing whispered and reached out to push the cart.

"Okay, let's go back." Mu Li knew that she had returned to her previous state.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a crashing sound in his ear, and a heavy object hit the person.

With a close look, Lin Qing probably didn't grasp the direction and accidentally hit the cart to a passerby.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" She panicked and apologized, looking down to check if she had hit too hard.

"What's the matter with you? Don't you know how to push the road with such a big car!" This road was tall and rough, and accused Lin Qing of rudely.

At this moment, Lin Qing did not dare to open his mouth at all, and was scared like a frightened kitten. She put her hands on the sides of her body into small fists, pouting and not talking.

Seeing this, Mu Li went to Lin Qing in two steps and took her in his arms.

"This is my wife. Is there anything wrong?" His voice was low and cold.

"Your wife hit me, what do you do!" Passerby Jia said in a very threatening tone.

Mu Li's expression became cold and tepid: "If so, I apologize for her. But just now I was by her side. What I saw was that you hit the cart yourself."

"What do you mean? Is it because I'm full and I'm going to run into it?"

"I mean," Mu Li said at last, "I'm giving you a chance. I can leave it alone if I walk away."

Mu Li's calm and full-field tone was chilling, and let passerby A wince a little. But he still decided to fight hard.

"She hit me, it's not over!"

"If you want, we can go and watch the video from the supermarket now." Mu Li bent his lips coldly.

There have been accusations next to them, all directed at passers-by.

Until the end of the matter, Lin Qing did not say a word.

On the way home, Lin Qing still seemed to be stuck in the incident just now. When the supermarket just checked out, she was absent-minded and almost forgot to check the items on the counter.

"Something?" Mu Li took the things in her doorstep.

"No, nothing." Lin Qing paused.

Her answer was too obvious to lie.

At noon Lin Qing made steamed sea bass for Mu Li to eat, and Mu Li grabbed her when she served the dish: "Who else likes this dish?"

Lin Qing thought for a while: "This dish is liked by many people."

Mu Li stopped talking.

Lin Qing still went to work in the afternoon, and they never discussed anything else about steamed sea bass. However, at a certain moment Mu Li knew that his thoughts were correct. Another person who liked to eat steamed sea bass was Chen Qudong.

Thinking of this, Mu Li felt a little stuffy.