The Spoilt Wife’s Happy Life with the Commander

Mu Li shame.

"Lin Qing" He tried to give a warning, his voice was slightly mute.

Lin Qing, because she was too focused on thinking about what was hot, did not hear Mu Li call her.

Mu Li's face was a bit ugly.

With such a spirit of exploration, why did Lin Qing not become a scientist? Mu Li's mouth twitched.

At this moment, Lin Qing seems to have forgotten to get rid of this weird posture now, and breathe dullly without feeling sick.

It's just that the uncomfortable person at this moment is certainly not her, but the muli who was provoked by her.

Mu Li was tortured by Lin Qing's small hand back and forth, and her body had some subtle changes. Her heart seemed to ignite desire, and it was harder after Lin Qing's pinch.

This woman, she used to read all her physiology lessons, right? Mu Li rolled his eyes.

He called Lin Qing again, but Lin Qing still didn't hear it.

Mu Li was a little skeptical whether Lin Qing had been sent to torture him on purpose.

Simply, Mu Li held her little restless hand and held it up.

When she wanted to see what it was, Mu Li was quickly and politely aside.

After no threat, Mu Li breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Even if he is a gentleman, he can't stand such frustration.

Lin Qing who was thrown out was unknown, staring at Mu Li's legs and recalling the situation just now. Think about it, she really can't figure it out.

"Mu Li"

Lin Qing had a poor face, calling Mu Li's name.

This expression, this scene, is like Mu Li doing something wrong.

Really annoying.

"Huh?" Mu Li stared at her, waiting to hear an apology.

However, Lin Qing pointed to the other side of Mu Li: "Cushion."

Doesn't she take responsibility for her actions?

Mu Liqi absolutely.

Lin Qing frowned slightly as she spoke, her eyelashes dropped down, like a kid who had been robbed of a toy.

This faint and relaxed look seemed to be coquettish.

Softened by this expression, Mu Li passed the pillow to Lin Qing before reacting.

Mu Xuan thought, probably because he owed Lin Qing in his last life, now come to him to pay the debt.

"But just now, I really wanted to come across something strange." Lin Qing glanced at Mu Li as he recalled, and took the pillow in his arms.

Mu Li fell into silence.

Who knew, Lin Qing went on to say--

"It seems to feel good."

Seeing Mu could not speak, Lin Qing leaned forward and asked with concern: "Your face is not very good. Are you sick?"

Mu Li felt that if he went on like this he would get sick.

Since being detained, Lin Qing's performance has changed dramatically. After Mu Li helped her to ask for leave from the company, she had almost never contacted others, and she had a simple life every day.

Lin Qing in this state is no different on peace days.

Mu Li thought, even if she was placed in a place where chickens do not lay eggs, birds do not shit, she is probably so indifferent without any sense of urgency.

Somehow, looking at Lin Qing, Mu Li felt relieved.

This relief continued until the day when Lin Qing was returned to her maiden house.

Lin Qing got up early this day, and the hour hand was pointing at six-one-five. She was sitting quietly in front of the dresser and combing the long waterfall hair.

The black hair poured down, adding a little bit of womanish feeling to her.

When Mu Li woke up, he just saw such a beautiful picture.

Not only did she have a good-looking face, but now her back is also pleasing.

Mu Li even felt that his vision was really good.

Lin Qing combed her hair slowly, and Mu Li lay there watching motionlessly.

After a while, she combed her hair and pinned her long hair behind her ears. Without turning around, he opened his mouth without looking up.

"My mother's ribs are delicious. You can taste her craft today."

Mu Li stunned for a while, another look, it was about Lin Qing who saw him in the mirror just now.

After a pause, Lin Qing said, "My mother's cooking skills are ten times better than mine."

She had a soft tone and didn't seem to be showing off, but it sounded very comfortable.

Mu Li raised an eyebrow: "It's our mother."

Lin Qing saw Mu Li inside through the mirror, stayed for a while, and nodded: "Well, it's our mother."

Mu Li got out of bed, walked behind her and settled, resting her hand on her shoulder: "When can you remember?"

Lin Qing crooked her head: "Don't I remember it all the time?"

When Mu Li took Lin Qing to knock on her mother's door, Mother Lin was cooking the last dish in the kitchen.

It was Dad Lin who opened the door. As soon as he opened the door, a smile appeared on his face.

"Qing Qing is back!" Dad Lin warmly welcomed Lin Qing. When Mu Li left the house, his expression was slightly restrained.

At first glance, this kind of expression shows that after stepping into the porch, he took Lin Qing's shoulder and shouted, "Dad."

After this shout, Father Lin was completely relieved, and after a few whispers, he was busy going to find slippers for them.

By comparison, Lin Qing calmed down a lot.

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Her expression was as plain as bringing a friend back for a meal.

Mother Lin, who was busy in the kitchen over there, heard that there was movement at the door, and she took a look at the gap between the cooking. As soon as she was out of the kitchen, she saw her daughter-in-law entering the door.

"Qing Qing, sit down first, and I'll do it right away!" Mother Lin's spirit was a hundred times better.

"Um." Lin Qing nodded. "Mom, let me help you."

She spoke naturally, without feeling reunited for a long time. Mu Centrifugal thought that Lin Qing often helped so much when he was at home.

In her world, changing such words is probably very far away.

It was only after Lin Qing finally managed to come back, how could Mother Lin have the heart to let her get out of the kitchen. Seeing her snuggling in Mu Li's arms was very obedient, the stone in her heart was put down.

"You don't have to, just go and sit with your young couple!" Mother Lin went into the kitchen again after this sentence.

Father Lin poured them a good cup of tea, and after a few words, he went to the kitchen to help Mother Lin.

Mu is like a happy family view.

Seeing Dad being polite to himself, Lin Qing's eyes darkened and he lowered his head.

This scene was seen by Mu Li.

He is very clear that this is all because of his identity, but if the second old man can't get used to it, no matter how much he says, it is useless.

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Lin Qing's head was very low, just like the injured kitten, which made Mu Li feel a little distressed.

"Lin Qing, take me to visit your room." Mu Li took her hand, a little cold.

Lin Qing still hung her head and nodded slowly.

Lin Qing's room is not large, and the contents are very neatly arranged. Mu Li walked ahead and looked around for a week when he entered the room.

Off-white walls, the left side is covered with awards.

This is probably what every child will experience in his childhood. When praised in school, he will be like a treasure, and the red certificate will be posted on the wall.

Lin Qing is the same.

Mu Li read a lot on those certificates.

Sure enough, it is in line with the image of Lin Qingbao's baby.

Looking away from this wall, Mu Li found that there were not many items in Lin Qing's room. Except for a single bed, a wardrobe, a dresser, no other furniture can be seen.

The things on the dressing table are also neatly arranged.

Mu Li can almost imagine Lin Qingping's normal life from these things.

The curtains in the room were half-covered, and the sun shifted its position, faintly entering through the sun from the outside.

Mu Li's gaze swept across the floor, and he finally found out what was special about this room. He lifted his feet to the window, but Lin Qing gently pulled his sleeves.

"Dad called us, let's go out for dinner." Lin Qing opened his sleeves as he spoke.

However, it was not timely for her hand to fall to the ground, and Mu Li grabbed it and held it in her hand. His hands are wide and powerful, and have the inherent charm of a mature man.

It's warm like the sun.

Lin Qing's heart missed a beat, and Mu Li was led out of the bedroom.

At the dinner table, Mu Li respected Lin's mother, Lin's mother, and was very kind to Lin Qing.

Mother Lin accidentally mentioned "Qing Qing likes to eat pork ribs." Mu Li always put a few extra pieces for Lin Qing.

When speaking, Mu Li always spoke after Lin Lin and Mom finished talking, never intervening or showing a hint of impatience.

Lin Qing felt that Mu Li was very warm to her care, and she had a sweet feeling in her heart.

It was like taking a bite of honey.

"Mu Li, what do you like to eat? I will cook it for you next time." Mother Lin threw an olive branch.

Mu Li is not fussy: "Lin Qing likes it, and I like what she likes."

Hearing this, Lin Qing froze, his head a little dazed, as if drunk.

Mother Lin has laughed so tightly.

After eating, their elders' views on Mu Li changed greatly.

In fact, as long as Mu Li is good to Lin Qing, his identity is not important.

When Lin Qing went to the kitchen to help with the brushing, Ms. Lin closed the door and whispered to her: "Qing Qing, in the Mu family in the future, you need to check the color, there is not like in your own home, you must know how to give in, know?"

Lin Qing lowered her head to rinse the oil stains on the bowl and nodded.

What Lin mother is most uneasy about is actually a character like Lin Qing, who will be somewhat unaccustomed to such a family. But when she saw Mu Li's care for Lin Qing, she let go of her mind.

Before leaving, Ms. Lin handed a vial of tins to Lin Qing's hands.

Lin Qing looked at the bottle, and suddenly her eyes were sour.

It was lemon tea made by Lin Lin.

Mu Li found that Lin Qing had something wrong.

After returning from her maiden house, she was in a daze most of the time, and most of the time she was holding a can.

That jar of lemon tea is absolutely problematic.

Mu Li wanted to find out the reason, but he didn't get a response around Lin Qingzhou several times. He was really depressed.

"Lin Qing." At sunset, Mu Li walked behind Lin Qing and called her again.

Her back reflected the sunset, a little lonely.

But this time, Lin Qing reacted.

"Huh?" She responded lightly, holding the can in her hand.

Seeing her expression so focused, Mu Centrifuge was a little blocked.

So he took the can from Lin Qing's arms.

There is another reason why Mu Li wants to find out the reason is that he likes drinking lemon tea very much. Just this, Lin Qing should not know yet.