Wife Please Be Obedient

The University of Los Angeles was a bit big, and when he stepped out after putting the painting in place, Qin Guanglin found that it was already five o'clock.

Returning the same way, and at the traffic light, Qin Guanglin suddenly regretted looking at the little hand on his sleeve: It is so hot now, why not wear a short sleeve?

He firmly refused to admit that he was wretched, and just wanted to see when there was no sleeve to grab...Where would she grab it? Clothes corner?

Thinking of this, he raised his head to look at the face of Wuhu, only to find that Wuhu was staring at him suspiciously.

"What are you thinking?" Why not move to the sleeve and look up at him again.

"Nothing." Qin Guanglin avoided her sight, pretending to watch the traffic lights.

"Really?" Why not smile, and then the little hand moved, grabbing his hand.

Soft, somewhat cold.

Qin Guanglin's heart suddenly jumped. He didn't dare to look down at her. He hesitated for a moment, and quietly tightened his hands.

A sneaky breath, someone in their twenties, but just pulling a little hand, what's so nervous.

But the matter of holding a small hand... surpasses friendship, right?

Did not exceed it?

It should be over, right?

"The green light." Why not remind him from the side.

"Oh, let's go." Qin Guanglin glanced at her subconsciously, then looked to the front with his head high and concentrated on crossing the road.

Why doesn't it seem to find something funny, and smile a little naughty.

After crossing the intersection, she naturally let go of her hand, "Are you hungry?"

"It's time to eat, what do you want to eat?" Qin Guanglin quietly rubbed his hands on his pants-his palms were all sweaty and he didn't breathe.

"Go here." Why not lead the way, led Qin Guanglin to turn left and right, and finally got into a home-style restaurant in the corner of the square.

It's really home-cooked food, there is not even a serious sign, only five crooked words written on a wooden board-Shao Ji home-cooked food.

"I didn't expect you to bring me here." Qin Guanglin looked around and was quite familiar with it.

When I was in college, I often came here for dinner with my friends. The taste is good and the portion is generous. The boss also takes good care of them. Sometimes in the middle of the night, they will deliver food to the school. Even after two years of graduation, he occasionally comes here. I will come to have a meal sometimes.

"It's been a long time since I saw Xiao Qin." The boss is a sturdy, fat man of more than 200 jin, with a loud voice as always, and greets Qin Guanglin very familiarly: "What can I eat today?"

"Uncle Shao." Qin Guanglin responded with a smile, "Look at the menu, you are busy first."

"Bring your girlfriend to eat? Come on, take a sip of tea first." Shao Shu haha ​​smiled and brought a pot of tea. His small restaurant is not eye-catching at all. The location of the store is too bad, mainly for regular customers.

"Friend, friend."

"Look at it." Why not push the menu over, and then lift the teapot to wash the tableware of the two.

Qin Guanglin took over the menu, a Fushou fish, a fried carrot, and a cucumber. He couldn't help but look up and take a look. This is what he eats every time he comes.

Do they have such a consistent taste?

"Uncle Shao, trouble you." He took a look at it and handed the menu to Uncle Shao. The dishes here are generous, enough for two people to eat.

"Okay, wait for me to pick a fat one for you." Uncle Shao took a look at the menu and walked to the back kitchen.

"It's a coincidence, I'll be full here an hour later." Qin Guanglin looked at why he was ironing the tableware there, and there was an inexplicable peace in his heart.

Why not take care of everything with a small smile, poured another two cups of tea, and pushed one cup over, "I like that painting very much, thank you."

"Didn't you thank you just now?" Qin Guanglin scratched his head, "Little things."

The dishes were being cooked in the back kitchen, and several tables of guests came in one after another.

"I've been waiting for a long time." Uncle Shao took the Fushou fish and put it on the table. "Girl, the rice is over there. You can eat whatever you like. You can ask this kid to help you flourish.

After winking at Qin Guanglin, Uncle Shao turned his head to greet the others, "Little soldier, get off work so early today? What to eat?"

"I'll help you." Qin Guanglin reached out his hand to stop the movement of getting up, holding two bowls and going to serve the rice.

Why didn't I mean to go on a diet? After eating a full bowl of rice, Qin Guanglin added half a bowl.

"Would you like to order some soup?" Qin Guanglin has no habit of drinking soup. At this moment, he suddenly remembered, wondering if he had this habit.

"It's ok to drink tea." Why not put down the rice bowl after eating, and reached out to touch the belly, a trace of satisfaction appeared on his face, then another piece of Fushou fish was picked up and put into Qin Guanglin's bowl.

Seeing his slightly widened eyes, why not look up and think for a while, "Well... just take it as a thank you for that painting."

"Don't be so polite..." Qin Guanglin didn't know how to deal with it, so he had to work hard to pick up rice.

One stab, one grilled rice, and soon it was time to check out.

"I invite you." Why not pull out a pink purse, turn around and call Uncle Shao to check out.

Qin Guanglin calmly picked up the tissue and wiped his mouth, "He won't charge you, so take it back."

"A total of eighty-eight, just give eighty."

Sure enough, Uncle Shao didn't disappoint Qin Guanglin, so he stood in front of him and stretched out his hand.

I didn't care about it. I took a small mirror out of my bag and took a picture. Then I took out the lip balm and applied it, "Then wait for me to buy movie tickets."

When I walked out of the store, the sun had set and the sky was still bright. This was the best time of the day, neither cold nor hot.

Ma Qin held a small snuff bottle in her hand, and walked with Aunt Wang on the square contentedly, preparing for the class to return to court.

"It's yours anyway, you will lend me to play for two days." Aunt Wang looked at the snuff bottle in Qin Ma's hand with empty hands.

"No." Qin Ma shook her head triumphantly, "Oh, this gadget is probably from the late Ming and early Qing dynasties, so you should study it carefully when you go back."

"Look at you being stingy." Aunt Wang was a little disturbed. Recently, she went away frequently. Such good things were leaked and let Qin Ma pick it up.

Qin Ma became more and more proud, "Hey, didn't you look stingy when I borrowed the cigarette holder from you last time? This is called..."

"Huh? The one in front looks like your kid." Aunt Wang interrupted her and turned her mouth in front of her.

"Xiao Linzi? Where's it?" Qin Ma looked far away, and quickly found her target, "Hey, it's really him, go, let him see my baby."

"Who is the girl over there?"

"Yo!"

Ma Qin stood there and looked at Aunt Wang.

Incredible!

Aunt Wang stretched out her hand to say hello, Qin Ma quickly pulled her back, and then quietly turned her head to take a peek.

It looks like a plainclothes whistle watching the enemy.

"What are you doing? Go and say hello to get to know you." Aunt Wang straightened her sleeves.

Mother Qin made a silent gesture, "Don't say anything, see what they are doing."