Wife Please Be Obedient

Out of the phone booth, Qin Guanglin let out a deep breath.

The weather was too cold, the snow had not melted, and white cold mist came out of his mouth and floated in the air.

In any case, his heart was settled a lot.

He walked back downstairs in a loose pace, he walked forward, and returned home. Qin's mother was frying the dried fish, poking out her head with a shovel, and said, "Why?"

"I went shopping with my little...friend."

"Children?"

"friend."

Qin Guanglin responded and went straight into the studio.

"Are you eating here at noon?" Qin Ma shouted toward the closed studio door.

"Don't eat."

"Oh."

After getting the answer, Qin Ma returned to the kitchen with a shovel and continued to fry her dried fish.

Qin Guanglin sat in front of the drawing board and replaced it with a piece of plain paper. He held a pen and thought for a while, writing and drawing on it, occasionally pausing and thinking for a while with his eyes closed.

More than half an hour later, a messy mind map appeared on the drawing board.

He tapped his forehead with the pen, and after a while, he drew a circle around the three words "Valentiator."

——Why not be mentally stable.

Putting everything together, Qin Guanglin frowned and came to this conclusion.

It is true to buy duck feet in the middle of the night, and it is also true to call.

It was probably during the process of buying duck paws that when I saw the phone booth, I ran over to make an emergency call-it was terribly funny, but this was the most reasonable explanation.

In addition, he really couldn't figure out why a good-natured person would run out in the middle of the night and make an emergency call for more than a minute in the telephone booth, and then buy a duck paw upstairs casually.

are you crazy?

...I am indeed sick.

This would explain why she didn't tell the truth-whoever secretly did such a wicked thing would never want close people to know... unless there is a problem with the brain.

Why not have a good chat...

Qin Guanglin threw down the pen, tore the paper on the drawing board to pieces, clenched it into a ball, put it in his pocket, and opened the door to go out.

"What did you do? Give me something."

Qin Ma looked at him with a bewildered expression, "Didn't you say not to eat?"

"Did you say?"

"...I didn't do yours, go out to eat."

"Oh."

Qin Guanglin strolled back to Nanfei Road with his pockets in his pockets, and casually ate some steamed dumplings at the Shaxian Hotel, threw the shredded paper **** into the roadside trash can, and yawned upstairs to make up for his sleep.

It's really hard to stay up all night.

When I woke up, it was already past four in the afternoon. Why not get into the bed and squeeze him out. When I saw him wake up, I touched his forehead and asked, "Did you sleep until now? Or just took a nap?"

"Take a nap."

Qin Guanglin hadn't made up for it, so he yawned and hugged her tightly, "I thought you were going to come back at night."

"Just stroll around... I'll give you a hat."

Why not get up and take a brown cotton cap from the head of the bed, with two small plush **** on it, which is barely a couple with her yellow one, "I can't find the blue one... and this is the same."

"Okay, very good."

Qin Guanglin took it and tried it, and put it aside to check the time. He saw that the time had already reached four o'clock, and got up and said, "Let’s go to my house for dinner. My mother will ask you when I go over at noon, and I will not take you back. I eat."

"How can it be so exaggerated."

Nothing wrong, he sat up again, put on his shoes, and went downstairs with Qin Guanglin.

"Where's my key?"

Qin Guanglin asked suddenly.

"Here, do you want to drive to buy groceries?" Why not take out the car key from the bag and hand it to him.

"No... I'll take something."

Qin Guanglin climbed into the car and looked back at the person standing on the side of the road. He took a traffic recorder and put it in his pocket. Then he picked up the recipe she put in the back seat yesterday, closed the car door again, and held her hand. .

"Let's go."

"I forgot to take it yesterday... You want to give it to your mother?" Why not ask.

"Let her hold it to pass the time. Anyway, she's scratching her food every day. She definitely likes it."

The two of them walked through the market together as usual, and returned to Qin's house with the vegetables. Why not enter the kitchen to cook. Qin Guanglin handed the recipe to Qin's mother, turned the cat into the studio and locked the door.

Although guessing why it might be due to too much mental pressure and some inexplicable behavior, he still has to be sure about it-he let him drive out in the morning, that's what he thought.

Shopping with Xiaoqing... He intuitively felt that it was not that simple.

Turning on the recorder, Qin Guanglin found out the time of this morning, and when he turned on the speed, it seemed that he couldn't help but feel a little nervous and a little guilty.

Looking at other people's driving routes is no different from peeping.

To be more serious, this is distrust of your partner.

Ten minutes later, the guilt in Qin Guanglin's heart disappeared without a trace, and he raised his arm and looked at the picture on the screen.

That big garbage dump... 116 Heyuan Lane!

The place I visited yesterday.

He frowned and looked at the motionless picture. There were only occasional pedestrians passing by. Why didn't he even get off the car, stopped by the garbage dump for more than 20 minutes, then reversed and left.

The car drove all the way to Beicheng, picked up the thickly dressed Gu Xiaoqing, and then turned to Shengtian Square. Why not talk to Gu Xiaoqing and leave the parking lot with a smile. A few hours later, Gu Xiaoqing was holding a shopping bag and holding milk tea. Why not take the brown hat, get in the car together, send Gu Xiaoqing back to Beicheng, and then drive back to Nanfei Road.

After fast-forwarding and watching the itinerary for the day, Qin Guanglin adjusted the time back to the section of Heyuan Lane, and looked at the garbage dump on the screen in thought.

What is she doing here?

Everything else is normal, only here is an inexplicable feeling, just like the phone call last night.

Is it possible that she is still a pedophile? Just to take a look at that little garden? Stalker?

A series of thoughts appeared in Qin Guanglin's head. He shook his head abruptly, put the messy thoughts aside, put the recorder away and went out.

"What you are doing is so fragrant." Qin Guanglin leaned at the door of the kitchen and watched Qin's mother work with the two of them.

"I don't know? I can't even help if I'm a favor." Qin Ma glanced at him, and she was a little upset when she saw him doing nothing.

It's better to be a girl, caring and sensible.

"Isn't it that you can't stand up... the kitchen is so big, you come out and we can do it."

Qin Guanglin grinned and helped Qin Ma out, rolling up his sleeves to beat him.

"The little garden yesterday... how was she studying?" he asked casually while cutting vegetables.

"Xiaoyuan? She studies very well, one of the top ten."

"Um... it looks cute, I didn't expect to study."

"You like your daughter so much?"

Why not throw the vegetables into the pot, make a squeak, stir fry a few times with a shovel, and continue: "We will definitely have them in the future."

Qin Guanglin tilted his head and said, "Are you so sure? What if you are a stinky kid."

Why not pause for a moment insignificantly, and smile at him with his head sideways.

"Then we will continue to live."

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Just three days after the explosion, more than 7,000 words have been updated on the fourth day. The entire light novel classification is ranked in the top five, and the entire starting week is ranked in the top sixty.

Sixty in front of the whole station...I was sprayed by a squatter to update too slowly and abandoned...

I didn’t earn enough air-conditioning electricity bills for a whole day. Why would you give me this for a vain prostitute? Your face is so big.

The mentality collapsed.

From now on, two chapters will be updated normally every day, and Fanjia must be guarded against theft.

Regardless of whether it is useful or not, let's go for it.

Oh kidding, this friend doesn't have m.