Wife Please Be Obedient

Back at home, the living room was dark without turning on the light. Qin Guanglin turned around and didn't find Qin's mother. It should have been hanging out again.

Elderly people always like to go out for shopping. Even if they don’t do anything, it’s more boring and comfortable to sit at the intersection with neighbors in the neighborhood and gossiping at home. The gossip in the neighborhood is also spread like this.

Who so and so young couple quarreled, so and so the child took the first place in the exam, so and so who made money outside and did not go home, and raised a wild woman-anyway, there is always something new, and when there is nothing new, I will take it out for years. Let's talk about gossip, maybe this is the fun they get together.

Of course, sometimes I will talk about ancient and modern, such as some wild history that I don’t know where I heard, such as how many men Wu Zetian raised, how many people Bao Laohe’s dog head hacked, and whether Qin Qiong can beat Guan Gong... these general Old men like to talk, and they can’t talk with those old ladies.

Throwing the backpack into the bedroom, Qin Guanglin walked out of the house again, and came to the place leisurely, why not sitting at the table with the pen he gave, holding his chin in one hand, looking at the ceiling and thinking about something. Seeing Qin Guanglin entering the door, she went back God came to cover the pen cap, put it in the drawer along with the manuscript paper on the table, and put a small lock on it.

"Being so tightly guarded, wouldn't you be writing about **** again...doing art?"

Qin Guanglin looked suspicious at her actions. It’s okay for her girlfriend to engage in art every day, but this girlfriend is Mr. He, and it feels weird to engage in art—although there are always some blushing and heart-beating behaviors, he has always kept the bottom line. Never surpassed.

"Whoever did art, it was just an accident last time, and there are not many times in the whole book."

Why not roll his eyes, stretched out his hand to push away his head, with the other hand fanning in front of his nose, "Drinking again? It smells so bad, don't kiss me."

"It's just two bottles of beer." Qin Guanglin took a sip of what's wrong, and watched her wiping her mouth vigorously. After she finished wiping, he leaned forward to take a sip and continued to enjoy her angrily.

It is fun for a girlfriend to be bullied occasionally.

"Get up, I'm going to change clothes." Why not stand up and push him out of the door, planning to change his pajamas, put on sportswear and start daily running activities.

"It's not that I haven't seen it before, just change it like this... Hey, go out now, don't do it."

Qin Guanglin still wanted to skin it again, but he immediately surrendered with a small hand on his waist. He didn't know how this hand was trained. He focused on soft flesh, and he couldn't stand his teeth and grinning without much effort.

So why not change into sportswear, and the two of them went downstairs together. As usual, she picked up the small branch in the corner and waved it twice. Qin Guanglin picked it up when she went to work during the day and saw that the end she was holding was already very slippery. Shunli, I don't know why the aunt of Sanitation didn't take it away so carelessly, so she used it more and more smoothly, and she had become an exclusive weapon.

"Are you...huh...a little s-inclined?"

The night wind was blowing slowly, and Qin Guanglin ran side by side on the road with Why Hear, watching her holding a small branch and waving it from time to time, and couldn't help but question.

"S?"

Why didn't he react at first, but after thinking about it, he realized what he was talking about, and squirmed lightly on his back irritably, "What are you thinking about all day?"

Taking a branch is just a habit, just like when patrolling in the class, discipline this increasingly skinny boyfriend.

"I'm afraid you will suddenly take out a candle someday."

"Do you know a lot?"

"Art..."

"Run! Don't be wordy...huh...or I'll buy a pack of candles for you to try when I go back."

"..."

It is naturally impossible to buy candles. They jogged for an hour. When they came back, they didn’t go upstairs immediately. They couldn’t sit or lie down after running. They walked around the street slowly and smoothed out their qi. Only then did they go back together holding hands.

Qin Guanglin found clean clothes from the closet and went to the bathroom to take a shower. It only took a few minutes, wiped his hair with a towel, and asked why he could go in and take a bath. Then he sat at the computer and sorted out his mail to see if there were any new appointments.

Customers are generally introduced by acquaintances, and they will add friends if they need them. There are fewer emails, but not without them. The emails are more formal and the quality is higher than that of friends.

"Is the clothes in the washing machine?" Why not walk around in the living room with slippers after the shower, and finally shouted to the bedroom.

"Put it in."

Qin Guanglin responded, replied to the email, left the computer and picked up the bucket. When he went to the living room, he saw why he was standing on the balcony. He looked like a big ripe peach after taking a shower, his little blush flushed as if he could pinch out water. .

"What are you doing, go aside." Why not be surprised when Qin Guanglin took him into his arms, shrank his neck and pushed his head, "Are you a puppy?"

"Why use the same shower gel, you are so fragrant, but I don't have any smell?"

"You too."

Why not sniffed, "There is a stinking smell, let go, I haven't put the laundry detergent yet, don't make trouble."

This guy is getting more and more tired. Although he is happy, he has troubles. He sticks together so shamelessly and shamelessly every day before he gets married. Will he get married?

"There are beautiful women on the balcony, peerless and independent..."

Qin Guanglin shook his head and read broken poems and carried the bucket into the bathroom, not disturbing her washing clothes. When he was carrying the hot water, he was already lying on the bed and looking at the phone. He put down the bucket and put his feet in to test the temperature. Then he leaned forward and pulled him over, holding her ankle and putting his little foot in. , What's wrong with it, oh oh yelling, it took a while to adapt to the water temperature, humming and lying on the bed looking at the ceiling and squinting to enjoy.

"I had dinner with Sun Wen tonight. He talked to me, and you guessed it. He is going to pull a group of people to do it alone and be the boss by himself. But now he still lacks a chief writer and wants to pull Me together."

"Then you refuse?"

"Of course I refused. I'm not stupid. If I want to do it, I can drag two people to do it by myself. Why do I want to be with him? I still use this way... This thing is too ugly. Don’t move, please do what you love."

This is the truth. The chief writer is the core of this small gang studio. Even if there is no one to help, as long as he takes the time to make the work, he can do other things himself.

He can do what others can do, but others can't do what he can do. This is confidence.

"I told you to resign a long time ago. You still don't listen. It's not too late to resign. Let's paint your traditional paintings honestly. You have to find yourself uncomfortable. How about? If you don't listen to your girlfriend, you will suffer."

"The boss has taught me a lot of things. I can be considered as a guide in the comics. It's not a good way to resign now. Let's wait and see. When the time comes, I can help as much as I can. Like several of them."

Qin Guanglin leaned on the chair and said his plan, "If he recruits someone again and is dragged away by Sun Wen, that will really be the end. Anyway, I stay here with my salary and practice painting. it is good."

If he resigns now, he can't get past this hurdle in his heart. No matter what others do, he just needs to do it according to his own ideas. As for Chen Rui after he knows the beginning and end of the whole thing, he will not appreciate it, will he blame him for not reminding, that is not his consideration, he only needs his own It's okay to feel good about it, not owe anyone, and a clear conscience is enough.

"whispering sound."

Why don't you know his temperament, although he doesn't care about many things happily, it's difficult to make him change his mind when it comes to this kind of principle. After a sneer, he didn't speak again and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

The two of them did not speak any more, only the sound of water caused by their occasional foot movement was left in the bedroom. After a long time, why suddenly noticed something was wrong, raised his head and glanced at Qin Guanglin, and saw that he was quietly staring somewhere in a trance. .

"Rogue!" She sat up, stretched out her hand to pull down the hem of her nightgown, and groaned his foot in the bucket.

"Oh... As for such a big reaction, I have washed it..." Qin Guanglin turned his head to look at the window with a guilty conscience.

"Can the one dressed and undressed be the same?!"

Why not gritted his teeth when I heard him, this guy is getting shameless.

"Almost, almost..." Qin Guanglin haha ​​stood up and took the towel, "Come on, raise your foot."

My girlfriend, it's okay to see for yourself, he doesn't think this can be called a hooligan, at best it is lust.

And only to be lustful to one person is to like.

Well, because I like it, that’s why Qin Guanglin smoothed out the logic in his heart, and even the emptiness disappeared. He moved gently to help wipe her feet clean, then grabbed her calf and put her on the bed, and leaned over. Kissed on the forehead, "So cute."

"Are you saying I'm cute?" Why not look at him suspiciously, thinking that there is something else in the words.

"Of course it is, otherwise?"

Qin Guanglin chuckled, turned around and carried the bucket, turned off the lights in the bathroom and living room after draining the water, and went into the bedroom and climbed onto the bed. Why not let go.

"I accidentally spilled it on the bed when I was drinking water at home. It hasn't dried yet. I have to borrow it with you tonight."

"I think you wet the bed."

"Bedwetting means bedwetting. There is no way to go back anyway."

"Then turn off the lights, sleep, and don't move."

"Telling."

The bedroom fell into darkness. Qin Guanglin fumbled to cover the two of them with a thin quilt. After lying down, he opened his eyes and looked at his side. After a long time, his eyes gradually adjusted to the darkness. With the faint light coming in from the window, he saw it. Eyes, as if they were looking at her, looking at themselves.

"Has anyone said that your eyes are like stars?" He suddenly said.

"Yes."

"Who?"

"you guess."

"I don't guess." Qin Guanglin closed his eyes and stretched out his hand to embrace her, "Good night."

"good night."