"Madam, the dressing mirror is here, where are you put?" Mrs. Wu led the furniture delivery worker in. She was surprised and thought that he was just talking casually last night. He never thought that he had moved so quickly. He was delivered this afternoon. She turned sideways and asked them to go up and pointed to the other wall of the sofa in the bedroom: "Let's put it there." She saw that it was very good to put on the curtains when it was opened. She could put it on without turning on the light.

"Madam, I didn't eat it at noon, do you want to eat something now?" It's almost evening, and Mrs. Wu made soup.

"No, I'm not hungry yet."

She felt a little embarrassed when she saw the lost expression on Mrs. Wu's face, but she was really not hungry. It was probably because of her heavy mood. After they all left, she walked over and sat in front of the dressing mirror. The white dressing mirror had a complicated pattern around the mirror, which had a European and retro feeling. She opened the drawers sickly and then locked them up. The woman in the mirror had just woken up, her hair was a little messy on her shoulders, her face was a little pale, and she had less vitality and more melancholy between her eyebrows and eyes. She reached out and pointed her between her eyebrows and eyes, then pulled her eyelids and corners of her mouth, making various strange expressions.

There was a person suddenly in the mirror. She was startled and let go of her hand and turned around. Mu Liang and her military uniform stood behind her. I don’t know how long she looked. She couldn’t help but get angry. She showed him her funny expression and said angrily: “Why don’t you walk at all, it’s so scary.”

Mu Lianghe didn't answer, ignoring her bad tone, "Sister Wu said that dad was here today."

Speaking of this topic, Xie Qingning came to his heart and pointed at his nose: "What did you tell me to the chief, and how many people have you told us about getting a marriage certificate?"

She was so aggressive that she was lit with firecrackers, and she would rush into the sky and explode in the next second. On the other hand, he was very calm, without any emotion on his face, unbuttoned the two buttons on the collar of the military uniform, habitually placed his hand on his knees, and saw her angry eyebrows flying, and stood up with a constant expression and said to have supper.

His back was straight, and his long legs quickly disappeared at the door. She stomped her feet in anger. Mu Liang and this man had such a bad temper. They were simply stones in the pit. Sooner or later, they would let her know how powerful she was.

Thinking of this, his movements did not slow down, and he went downstairs. Mrs. Wu had good skills. She made four dishes and one soup, which was full of color, fragrance and taste. She was not hungry, but now she was suitable to scream. Mu Lianghe had already taken off her military coat and sat down. She reluctantly walked over and sat opposite him.

Before eating, Xie Qingning liked to drink a bowl of soup to warm her stomach. Although it was not winter now, this little habit continued. He served himself a bowl of black chicken soup, and took a small spoon and drank it coldly. Mu Lianghe glanced at him and pushed the iron steak in front of her without saying a word, close to her bowl.

No one spoke at the dinner table, and the atmosphere was dead. She didn't like this feeling, so she couldn't breathe in depression, poked the rice in the bowl, and found a topic to talk.

"Mu Lianghe, how many people have you told us about getting a marriage certificate?" She insisted and must ask the question that had been hanging in her mind for a long time, but his mouth was as tight as the lock, and he did not reveal a single word.

"Where do you have so many questions? Eat."

She choked in her mouth with a mouthful of food, coughed a few times, her face turned red. She took the water cup he brought, drank it down, and put the cup down lightly or heavily. The dining table was glass, and the cup was also glass. When she put it down, she made a lot of noise. Even Mrs. Wu, who was busy in the kitchen, stretched out her head to take a look.

Mu Liang and his dark eyes glanced at her, and put a sweet and sour lotus root clip into her bowl. The meaning was clearly to block her mouth. She glared at him, not struggling with this issue. Since the situation had developed to this point, she should be more open and make a point of view.

Mu Lianghe was very gentle and elegant in his meals, and he was the kind of chewing slowly. I don’t know if he was so gentle and elegant in the army training. He watched him finish the soup, put down the bowl, and then the two of them got up and left the dining room.

"You're stuck at home for a day and go out for a walk."

Mu Lianghe came out of the bathroom and spoke to her. When she heard this, she agreed. She slept for an afternoon and went out for a walk after dinner. "You wait for me, I'll get a piece of clothing."

Mu Lianghe stood at the door, putting one hand on the door frame and the other hand in his pocket. He looked up at the sky where the sunset was gradually drooping. The soft light emitted the last heat, covering the entire sky. It was the sunset set in the poet's pen, and the heartbroken person was at the end of the world.

She took her coat and jumped out, with a smile and vitality on her face. She followed him and turned out of the courtyard. The guards at the door immediately stood up and saluted with a loud voice. Mu Lianghe also gave a loud condolence.

There was a big road outside the military yard. The walls were covered with ivy, which were tightly covered with iron fences. They were originally one by one, one by one, and then he slowed down and she walked forward and turned side by side.

"Sorry, Chief."

He called him the leader again, and felt a little dazed. Xie Qingning felt that it was necessary. It was not only the youth of women that was called youth, but also the youth of men could not be delayed.

"Xie Qingning, I don't need your apology. Since I chose to marry you, I will bear all the consequences." This is the dignity of a man. He cannot let a woman face the fear of marriage. This is his fault.

"I don't want to drag you down, you deserve something better." This sentence has been used by many seniors and has been verified countless times. She used it on herself without any intention, and wanted to scratch herself.

Mu Lianghe paused, and she stopped immediately, subconsciously looking back at his expression. He had no expression on his face, his dark eyes were half-closed, and his dark brows were gently frowning. The hand that was originally behind him was slowly raised in the air and landed on her neck. The warm and dry big hands slowly tightened around her neck. For a moment, she thought he would strangle her to death.

"Xie Qingning, I believe you will be a good military wife."

Mu Liang and the clear voice came out of his chest. He withdrew his hand and continued to move forward like something hadn't happened. She mustered up all the courage to say that she was blocked by this sentence. It was false to say that she was not discouraged. She turned around and swallowed it back a few times. She looked at his wide figure in the sunset. She was really messy and wanted to mess around at this moment, so she turned around and walked on another fork in the road without looking at him.

Mu Lianghe felt that the person behind him did not follow him, turned around and walked on the other road with her petite figure, and his steps were getting faster and faster, and he was about to trot. Knowing that she had always been uneasy, she sighed and chased after him.

I felt that he was catching up and ran forward with all his might, but how could he run past Mu Lianghe?

His big hands clamped her arm, and she couldn't even break free. She almost forgot that he was a soldier and had been tumbling over from the battlefield. How could she be his opponent?

"Xie Qingning, don't mess around, go back with me."

"I'm going for a walk." She opened her eyes wide and pushed back, not forgetting to struggle with her hands and feet.

Mu Lianghe stared at her stubborn eyes, her lips pursed into a line, and she was very unhappy, her brows frowned, and she twisted like Mahua. With the force on her hands, he was already carrying it on her shoulders, face down, and her brain was congested. She screamed in anger.

Mu Lianghe slapped her on the butt with a tense face, neither light nor heavy: "Give me a quieter."

She was wearing a skirt, and now she was carried on her shoulder and didn't know if she had exposed herself. She slapped her with her hands and asked him to let her down.

"Xie Qingning, I used to be so kind to you that I indulged you so much that I am now. I will reflect on me in the future and be a military wife."

His words were so powerful that they hit her ears word by word. The soldiers were used to training, and now they were going to train her. They kicked her angrily, just in front of his lower abdomen. After kicking hard for a few times, he didn't say a word, and still carried her forward with big strides. She was dizzy and was about to enter the large courtyard. If the soldiers saw it in, wouldn't they laugh to death and not be able to please her with tactfulness.

Mu Lianghe also looked at the door that was close to him, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally put her down, reached out and pulled down her raised skirt with a blank expression, wearing white underwear.

The two of them entered the military yard one after another. The guards stood up straight and saluted him again, and she smiled at him.

When she went back, Mrs. Wu was changing the water for the goldfish in the fish tank. They went upstairs one by one. As soon as she entered the bedroom, she took her clothes to the bathroom. She was sweating outside just now and felt very sticky. She took off her clothes and turned on the shower head, stood below to rush, let the warm water flow through her body. When she thought of the scene of her walking outside just now, her hair was standing up.

After taking a shower, the hair dryer was placed in a conspicuous position on the dressing table, and he was not seen. Everything in the room, except for the dressing table in front of him, was masculine, very simple, generous and neat.

She blew her hair and packed the hair dryer and put it in the cabinet under the dressing table. She got up and got into the quilt. She angrily thought that she would not cover him tonight, so she wrapped the quilt on her body and became a pupa and pressed her tightly under her body. But not long after, she became sweating hot, which really proved that she was so mean to betrayal.

As soon as she untied the quilt, Mu Lianghe came in. She frowned in displeasure. He actually tied a bath towel underneath, not sure he was wearing nothing underneath. He was wearing a strong and strong upper body, and he looked like a handsome man came out of the bath. When his eyes fell on his strong abdominal muscles, she swallowed the saliva without any effort, and then pretended to turn over as if nothing had happened.

Mu Lianghe moved, pulled open the cabinet and took the clothes from it and went into the bathroom. When he came out, he was already wearing long-sleeved pajamas with long trousers and long sleeves, with gray stripes and buttons all the way to it. He was wearing pajamas, but he actually felt like he was wearing military uniforms.

The big bed sank, he lay down, his hands behind his head, his eyes half-concentrated. It was less than nine o'clock now, is he going to bed?

"Chief, you still have no hobbies as before." She mocked.

"Don't you let me shoot at home?"

After hearing this, she decided to shut up, turned off the light, and it was so boring to talk to him.

In the darkness, Mu Lianghe turned over, and the two of them became closer together. They vaguely felt the breath and temperature of the people beside her. Her heartbeat began to accelerate. She grabbed the quilt nervously, and was thinking about something in her mind. After a long time, she heard a sigh in her ear. He turned around again, and the temperature covered disappeared. She turned her head and asked unhappily.

"Chief, why did you pick me up?"

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