The Spoilt Wife’s Happy Life with the Commander

Bai Xuan's palm holding her mobile phone was sweating, and there was no reply in the past 20 minutes. The three adults next to the opposite table were still talking and did not seem to be affected by her actions.

Ren Jiao is quiet as usual, and occasionally do not cut short hair hanging from behind the ears. She had cut her waist-length hair for the position of secretary, because it was inconvenient to take care of. At this moment, her silent eyes reflected the appearance of the opposite woman, and the black hair like waterfall fell from her shoulders to her elbows, embellishing the style when she smiled sweetly.

She seemed to understand why the man beside him couldn't help but love herself.

Orange Orange just drank the fruit juice. Now holding a cup in Dai Ze's arms and biting a straw, the adults couldn't understand what he said, so he had to find something.

The little guy shook his calf and pulled the man's sleeve: "Uncle Dai, when Shenma will bring oranges to play again?"

Before Daze said something, he looked down at the little guy in his arms: "Whenever Orange wants to play, Uncle has time."

Ren Jiao pursed her lips lightly, and there was hidden bitterness overflowing from the corners of her lips. Oh, in Dai Ze's heart, I'm afraid she is not as good as a four-year-old child.

Lin Qing was interrupted by a phone call, glanced at the screen, and hurriedly went out. Dai Ze looked at her back, and her eyes were dim before she was drawn back to her eyes.

Orange Orange shakes the man's arm and raises his head: "Mummy can talk together?"

Deze squeezed his small hand, "Yes."

"Where is Daddy?"

Dai Ze narrowed his eyes, "Yes."

"What about sister?"

Deze lifted Orange from his knee, and the little boy bit his straw and held it down: "Sister? Who is the sister?"

Orange Orange pointed to the quiet woman in the corner: "This sister."

Ren Jiao Weiwei, holding the coffee cup fingers hard, she turned to look at the child in the man's arms.

Deze's voice suddenly turned cold, and the corners of his eyes were still wide open: "Orange, it should be called auntie."

Tangerine took a sip of fruit juice, was picked up, and sent the cup to the table. He looked at Ren Jiao and looked at Daze: "Sister and aunt can go with us?"

Deze looked slightly constricted, rubbing Orange's little head: "Why bring an aunt?"

He hasn't seen Ren Jiao from beginning to end, but how can Ren Jiao as his secretary not understand his emotions? It is ridiculous that they have had the most intimate move. She understands the deep meaning of each of his eyes. He is the most acquainted secretary. But the two are not as happy as the stranger's relationship.

Such a stabbing pain is more cruel than cutting heart.

The little guy was full of the smell of juice. He remembered the story that Mommy had told before bedtime, and his black eyes were bright: "Mum and Daddy are together, Uncle Dai is with his sister and aunt, and Orange is not afraid of uncle Alone. "

The man's back was stiff and stiff, but he didn't expect to hear these words. He still smiled and corrected Orange: "Uncle and aunt are not together."

"For the **** horse?" Orange Orange frowned his small eyebrows. "Mum said, it's said in the book, both uncle and aunt are from the same family."

Daze didn't care about the woman next to her, and naturally couldn't think of the marriage agreement between the two. "Orange, not all uncles and aunts will be one."

Yes, when he had her in his eyes.

Ren Jiao's lip curled slightly, and the coffee was obviously hot. She held it in her palms and passed it for a while, and the cold blew through her body and even every breath, as if every word in his mouth was related to She has nothing to do.

Yes, they had no further relationship except work.

Ren Jiao drank her coffee in silence, but it was not bitter, but when she rolled down her throat, it still hurt except for the pain.

Orange Orange doesn't seem to understand: "Can't Uncle Daima and elder sister aunt be?"

Deze asked him another way: "Orange, uncle and aunt are married, will you be happy?"

"It will be, and then there will be a younger sister, don't want a younger brother." Orange orange face excited, he actually wants a younger sister, and he has a manly chest, "Mum and Daddy want to have a younger brother, OK bother."

At that time, my little brother is more adorable than him, what should he do if his father and mother leave him alone?

Moreover, the little guy has his own calculations. If he has a younger sister, he can protect her as an elder brother, and can also be loved by his father and mother.

When Dai Ze saw the woman who came back from the phone coming back, his eyes were dizzy and gentle, and he seemed to have made up his mind: "Uncle won't marry my aunt."

Orange Orange beckoned towards Lin Qing, still asking: "Who will the uncle marry?"

"Uncle doesn't get married, so there will be a lot of time to play with Orange Orange, how about?"

Lin Qing heard this sentence as he approached, concealing the surprise in his eyes and glancing over Ren Jiao, but he saw the latter sitting in a chair indifferently and drinking coffee. It seemed as if nothing had been heard in his ears.

Lin Qing really couldn't see through the thoughts of the two men.

Ren Jiao was not in a hurry to leave, even if she was sad, there was nowhere to run. After the scandal broke, she was bitten by the media, but the storm calmed down and Daze didn't help her. The meaning of the family is also very clear. The Dai family came forward to explain the misunderstanding in person and took out the fact that Lin Qing was married. Under the two-phase expediency, she would naturally sacrifice her happiness.

Is it ridiculous that she never wanted anything like happiness.

Orange looked at Ren Jiao, and seemed to recognize that they were a pair, and her small hand touched the back of her hand: "Isn't that aunt married?"

Ren Jiao retracted her hand like an electric shock. She couldn't tell her mood at the moment. She didn't hate children. She wanted to have a child of her own at the age of twenty-seven. My heart is stale.

auzw.com is struggling with how to answer, Lin Qing took Orange Orange from Dai Zehuai: "Orange Orange, do you know what it means to get married?"

Orange Orange broke free of himself and climbed up to Lin Qing's side. He had learned to sit as an adult, but he was short and only raised a small head along the table.

The little short legs shook unwillingly: "Daddy and Mommy are like that."

Lin Qing rolled her lips and saw the shadow of the man from the little guy's face: "You know a lot. What you want to eat, Mommy allows you to have dessert today."

"Well, even if Mommy refuses, Daddy will buy Orange."

"Huh?" Lin Qing slightly frowned, "Daddy secretly bought you a cake again?"

Orange orange stood upright for a moment, flipped through the coloring page on the table with his little hand, and no matter what he saw, he turned to distract Lin Qing's attention: "Mum, orange orange wants to eat this."

Fortunately, Orange Orange refers to rainbow cake, Lin Qing shouted to the waiter to order.

Ren Jiao watched the scene with a warm heart. Although she had not seen Lin Qing's husband, she could see the tenderness of Lin Qing's eyes pouring out when referring to the man. She knew Lin Qing a little. In the company, people said that this woman was too light-hearted and kind to others.

The man who made Lin Qing so enthralled must have something unusual, but to her surprise, that person was better than Daze.

Want to come to the feelings, is not a winner.

Lin Qing feeds Orange to eat cake. The call just received was silent. Apparently the man could not sit still, and connected her with three calls to urge her to take her son home.

Did n’t you just meet Daze? She talked with Ling Annan for a while, so why did n’t you see a man to remind you?

Lin Qing simply muted the phone, but always looked on the screen when talking.

Are you really angry?

Lin Qing was absent for a moment.

"Mum, eat." Orange Orange gave a sip with a small spoon, Lin Qing tapped his lips, "It's delicious?"

This mouthful is exactly lemony, and the mouth is fresh, but Lin Qing's head pops out of the man's slightly heavy handsome face. If the son gave him a mouthful, he would be rejected, saying that the stuff was too sweet.

Orange Orange held the spoon and waved one hand in front of Lin Qing's face: "Mummy, are you thinking about Daddy?"

Lin Qing avoided the sight of the other side and just smiled.

When leaving, Lin Qing inadvertently glanced obliquely to the back, and a corner of his eyes passed a figure that seemed to have met. Bai Xuan turned to look for something, almost passing Lin Qing by the side.

Lin Qing pulled Orange, Dai Ze told her again, and she turned to respond.

In shock, Bai Xuan stroked her chest, and she saw that the man looked at Lin Qing differently from others. Bai Xuan stayed in position for a while, and the tea in the cup was cold. She took the cup and poured it.

Some things seem hard to come by, but they are often so coincident.

Lin Qing thought the man was really angry, and touched his son's head at the door of the house: "Orange orange, make my father happy for a while."

Orange Orange pursed his lips, tipped his toes to enter the password, and said something in his mouth: "Isn't that all what Mommy should do? Orange Orange don't try to coax Daddy."

Lin Qing still maintained the movement of touching her head. She opened the door with short legs and entered the living room.

"Daddy, I'm fat."

The living room was empty, the air flowing through the open glass windows was silent, Lin Qing stood at the entrance and had not changed his shoes. He looked up and only stood in the middle of the living room with his short legs alone.

Orange Orange looked back at her, feeling frustrated without the man's response.

Lin Qing took a few steps and came to Orange Orange, squatting down and supporting his son's small shoulder: "Daddy may be busy at work."

"Then you can call Daddy?" Orange Orange leaned his head, he knew Daddy was busy at work and sometimes couldn't answer the phone.

Lin Qing squeezed his small face: "Of course."

Going to the study room, the computer is still on, and the screen saver is the smiling face filled with orange. Lin Qing's eyes are soft and his fingers are touched from the keyboard. It seems that there is still the heat of the man's fingertips.

She settled down and opened the bedroom door, and no one was there.

Orange Orange ran to the door of the bedroom holding the phone, and pressed his finger on the number: "Mum, call Daddy."

After dialing, Orange Orange looked forward. After a few seconds, he heard that the phone was calling.

Lin Qing smiled to soothe his son: "Call again later, Daddy answered and let Orange Orange talk on the phone."

After orange orange returned to the room for a long while, Lin Qing suddenly saw the long figure of Mo Yan from the curtains he was covering.

The man leaned his elbows on the window sill, caught a lit cigarette between his long fingers, stared at a certain intersection in the distant sky, said something to the other side of the phone, and then hung up the phone. For a moment of silence, Mu Li took a breath, and her thin lips slowly squeezed out a ring of smoke.

When Lin Qing walked into the balcony, she could smell the smoke that was blown by the wind in the future.

After she returned with oranges, men rarely smoked.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Mu Li turned his head back, and the cold frown between his eyebrows was replaced by a smile under his eyes. He reached out to Lin Qing and annihilated the cigarette **** by the way.

"Not in a good mood?" Lin Qing put his hands on his palms and took a step forward to stand with the man.