Mu Lianghe stood in the study window. His study window was not facing the door, nor did he know that she had come back. Xie Qingning went upstairs lightly, pushed open the door gently, and cated from behind, and hugged Mu Lianghe at once, which shocked him.

"Say, what are you thinking? I discovered it, so surprised?"

Sometimes she makes unreasonable trouble, and Mu Lianghe's way to cure her is to be more ruthless than her, but today he doesn't want to use this method. He reaches out and takes her into his arms, puts his chin on her head, and asks not seriously: "What have you all done today?"

She pretended to be relaxed and smiled: "Oh, let's have dinner together."

“Where did you eat it?”

She thought about it and probably Yan Runhua already knew about it, so there was no need to hide it: "His family."

It is fake not to be jealous. The woman in front of her is clearly his wife. She should have dinner with him, rather than having dinner with a man who was planning to do something wrong with her. It is undeniable that he regretted his original decision more and more. Perhaps he should have stopped her at the beginning, and the police should have done it themselves to solve the case, and should not have pulled her in, for fear that something would inevitably happen in the end, and he could not bear it.

He noticed the cold smell of the person in front of him, and she buried her head in his neck and rubbed it. She kissed his neck with a flattering look, and then took a bite on his raised Adam's apple: "Nothing happened, it's just a meal. Chief, are you jealous now?"

He smiled: "What if I say yes?"

"Then I want to celebrate."

"Looking for a thump." Mu Lianghe said this. Before she could dodge her, she had already picked her up and walked towards the bedroom. There was no one in the corridor outside. She had already boldly pulled his clothes away, which seemed to be a bit like she was impatient.

When she arrived at the bedroom, she took off all of Mu Lianghe's tops and pressed them down with her upper body, leaving her in his arms.

"Chief, aren't you exercising today?"

"This is about to start." Mu Liang and he slowly untied it, his movements slowly, as if he was not in a hurry at all.

"Not referring to this."

“This one is better.”

The fun between husband and wife lies in love and fun. Different ways of doing the same thing, and the feeling they get is extraordinary. She prefers Mu Liang and the prelude tone, making her body soft and then starts to eat slowly. The pace gets faster and faster, and finally flies up and feels refreshed. They have always been very co-starring in this matter.

After a love affair, she was so tired that she didn't want to talk. She lay in his arms. Mu Lianghe reached out to caress her long hair behind her back, played with her in her hands, pulled the quilt to cover her, and prepared to kiss her forehead. The cell phone on the ground rang.

Mu Lianghe, naked and strong body, jumped out of bed, looked at the caller ID on it, hung up irrationally, and then turned off the phone. She saw him picking up his phone and looking at it, probably guessing who it was.

"Come up quickly, it's cold to death."

Meng Jieran is an irregular time bomb between them, so he may not explode one day, so he must bring him to justice before the explosion. This is his biggest wish at present, but there is always a process to do some things.

The stock of Meng Jieran Company began to fall after a week. The temperature dropped that morning and it was particularly cold, but it was very sunny at noon. She and her colleagues came downstairs and came back after lunch and happened to meet Xu Zong at the elevator entrance. She nodded and greeted her and went in, but was stopped by him.

In the company, they were in the superiors and subordinates' relationship, so Xie Qingning had to follow him into the office.

"Sit down."

"Mr. Xu, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing. I just want to tell you about Meng Jieran. I know you know him. Are you curious about why I know?" Xu Zong always gave her a good impression, and she was gentle and elegant. Now the man in front of her looked sharp. He lit a cigarette and stood in front of the bed smoking. His sharp look made him feel a little Meng Jieran.

"I say this, maybe you are more curious about my relationship with him. To be honest, I will call him "Brother, he and I are half-brothers, are you surprised?" Xu Zong took two puffs of cigarettes and then slapped them out, threw them into the trash can, and turned to face Xie Qingning.

He never understood what Meng Jieran liked her. After spending time together for a long time, he also figured out that it is one thing for this woman to look good, but her thoughts and personality are another thing. Xie Qingning is a woman with thoughts and personality. Such a woman does not need too much careful care from men, and she can live a good life.

"You don't need to tell me this. Sorry, I'll go out first." This answer is not important to her. Whether it is Meng Jiran or Xu Zong, she doesn't want to provoke either. It's enough to have a leader.

"Wait a moment, maybe you'll be interested in this."

Xu Zong threw the newspaper on the table, and she glanced at the big title on it at a glance. To be honest, she didn't feel much in her heart. Meng Jiran's current company basically took over the previous Wei family. With the later development, the Wei family's old man is still lying in the hospital. He has done too many bad things. Now he is just revenge. He is in the world and will have to pay it back one day.

"Thank you, I'll go out first." She took the newspaper on the table, opened it and looked at it casually, but the stocks fell a little, and then talked about it in various ways. It was not surprising that after reading it, she stuffed it into the trash can, turned on the computer, and started writing a resignation letter. This time, she really planned to leave.

After writing it, I printed it out and handed it to my boss directly when I got off work. My boss even asked her earnestly why she resigned. She made up a random reason, but she couldn't tell the real reason.

After resigning, she sent a message to Mu Lianghe, and soon there was a call back from the other end. She waited at the door for a while, and Chen Ming's car stopped in front.

"Madam, the chief asked me to take you over."

"Well, okay, I haven't eaten in your cafeteria for a long time."

"A new chef has arrived, and his skills are really good, especially the pickled fish, which is amazing." Chen Ming told her along the way, saying that the political commissar was driven out by his wife at night, had no place to go, and slept in the office, and which squad leader went on a blind date, stepped on the corner of a girl's skirt, was called a hooligan, and so on. Anyway, all the big sesame things were portrayed by Chen Ming in a colorful way. Perhaps life in the army was too monotonous, so such big sesame things were gossiped like this, which fully verified a statement that the gossip is not necessarily a woman.

When they arrived at the army, it was already dark. Chen Ming led her to the office. Mu Lianghe's office was on the fourth floor. The floor was short and there was no elevator. She climbed the fourth floor in one breath in high heels, then held the wall and gasped. Chen Ming also joked that the leader had not trained her well.

"Come in."

After knocking on the door, Chen Ming ran away. She sorted out and pushed the door in. Mu Lianghe sat behind the desk, took off the military jacket outside, and only wore a dark green shirt. She lowered her head and held a pen in her hand. She didn't know what to write. Anyway, she looked very focused and didn't even raise her head.

After not hearing anyone talk for a long time, Mu Lianghe stopped writing and looked up, paused, and his eyes lit up: "Here, it's very fast."

"There is no traffic jam on the road." She put her bag on his desk and looked around the room. Mu Lianghe's office was not big. There was a group of black leather sofas next to it, and a white water dispenser next to it. His desk was facing the sofa, and a brown clothes rack next to it, with his military jacket hanging on it.

"Chief, I'm hungry. Chen Ming said you have a chef here, and pickled fish is a great choice."

"Well, it's really good. Want to have a small meal?"

"Hehe, isn't it possible?"

Mu Lianghe pinched her face: "You can go home."

She knew that Mu Lianghe would not give her a small kitchen, but he said he could go back and eat it, which meant that he had to cook in person when he went back, which was also very good and he was looking forward to it.

Mu Lianghe took the clothes on the shelf and put them on. She walked over to help him clean his collar. The two went downstairs side by side. The street lights were already on outside. The office building seemed much quieter than the east side. She walked out from inside and didn't meet a few people. She probably had to go to get off work after get off work and eat.

"Chief, you said you should keep a distance in the army. Do you think we have enough distance?" She walked one meter behind him and measured the distance with her arms.

Mu Lianghe turned around, the shadow cast on the ground was pulled by the light, and his hands were hanging beside him, lowering his voice: "You can be farther away, so no one knows we know."

She was unhappy and pouted Lao Gao: "It's not that you said you should keep a distance, but now you are not satisfied."

"Don't pout, walk forward, within my territory." Every time Mu Lianghe pretends to be fierce to her, he will raise his eyebrows first, and then put them down. The expression on his face sinks, and his face is tense. She mumbles and walks to him and punches him in the chest: "Your territory has been occupied by our army long ago, and it has been inserted into our army's flag."

Mu Liang and she side by side: "Is that so, then I am your captive now?"

"That's right, so you have to perform well." What she said was unclear. Mu Lianghe squinted her eyes and smiled, a little bad, and took her out of the path.

"Sister-in-law, sit here." As Mu Lianghe went in one after another, someone called them. When she thought of her first time here, Gu Chengyi was like this, and shouted to let them go. Later, Mu Lianghe took her elsewhere, and they sat over with a plate, but the man could never come back.

"Let's go over and say hello."

"I think those guys are itchy, so don't worry about them."

"But I want to go there."

"Then go."

Mu Lianghe didn't give her a small meal, but the political commissar gave her a small meal. A large bowl of pickled fish was brought up. Just looking at it, it was very delicious, not to mention the fragrance.

"Sister-in-law, you sit here."

Wang Yipeng pushed the things in front and piled them up in two places. Mu Lianghe was holding two plates, and she followed behind with a bag, looking like a little wife.hf();
Chapter completed!