She kept waiting for his answer with her eyes open, but he didn't make a sound. She reached out and pounded his back, but he still didn't respond. She didn't feel discouraged, and sat up and began to scratch his back persistently, deliberately not wanting him to sleep. Her slightly cold fingertips scratched her back and forth. It was hard for Mu Lianghe to ignore it. She turned over and accurately controlled her hand in the darkness.

"Xie Qingning, you are still as chaotic as you did three years ago."

When she heard this, she tilted her head: "Chief, if you don't like it, you can rest me now and save me some trouble in the future."

"We are a military marriage."

"So what?"

"Shut up and sleep!!!"

Her mind was numb by his thick voice. Although he was a soldier, he always gave her the feeling that he was gentle. Now, a sudden shout broke her previous view and did not dare to scratch him. Mu Lianghe let go of her hand, pressed her twitching temples, calmed down her anger, lay on the same bed as a man with good physical and mental health, and dared to scratch like this, really think he was a monk.

Xie Qingning didn't know what he was thinking, thinking that she had annoyed him by saying the divorce. She didn't say it once, she wanted to scratch him again, but thought that she really made him angry, what if she beat her? This is on someone else's territory, and she couldn't beat him and there were no reinforcements. Thinking about it, she would have to forget it. She has always been very sensible.

She slept a lot during the day, but now she is not sleepy. She opens her eyes and looks at the dark ceiling. The breathing of the man beside her gradually becomes smoother and longer. She carefully turns over and faces the edge of the bed.

After she turned over, Mu Lianghe opened her eyes, her bright eyes shining brightly in the darkness. Why did she pick her up? In the three years when she left without a word, he also asked himself, maybe it was because she hugged his thighs pitifully after she was drunk and cried, he felt compassion, or maybe it was because she was so unwilling to get rid of her after she was drunk.

The two of them got up one after another in the morning. She is now an unemployed vagrant, unlike him who still has a lot of things to deal with. After working hard in the bathroom for more than ten minutes, he stood neatly in front of the dressing mirror. When she saw her come out and take out a black wallet from her pocket and handed it over, she was flattered.

"This is all my belongings, take them." Mu Lianghe looked serious. She was happy and took them with a smile: "You are not afraid that I will take all your belongings and run away."

"It depends on whether you have the ability." He seemed to wait for her to come out to give her a wallet. After giving it, he walked downstairs with his long legs. She opened it with a bank card and had no cash. He hurriedly pinched the wallet and ran out and saw Chen Ming pulling the car door for him.

"Mu Lianghe, you bastard, where is the password?"

Mu Lianghe turned around and frowned. Chen Ming was also frightened by the angry look of the leader's wife. He consciously got into the driver's seat and pretended that he hadn't seen anything.

"The last six digits of my ID number."

She ran down the stairs and was about to ask him what the last six digits of his ID number were. He had already lowered his head and got into the car. The car slowly drew his gaze, leaving her with a fierce look on her face, and was still there. Mrs. Wu thought that something had happened and asked her, she immediately restrained her fierce look and raised her smile: "It's okay, I'll let him pay attention to safety on the road."

Mrs. Wu believed it and praised their good relationship. She laughed twice and entered the house.

"I'll go out later. Mrs. Wu won't have to wait for me at noon."

She went upstairs and put on a light makeup, carrying her favorite red bag. After a few years of going abroad, City C has not changed much. She took a taxi according to the address she gave. The building standing in front of her towering into the sky. She stood below and squinted her eyes for a while, then walked into the hall in high heels.

Not many people interviewed were unexpectedly, she was the only one. According to the scale and development prospects of the company, she should not be. Although she was confused, she kept a polite smile on her face. The interviewer was a young talent in her thirties. She simply asked a few professional questions and passed it without any difficulty. She told her that she could come to work tomorrow.

When she left the building, she told He Jiamin the news, but she said it was the interviewer. She hung up the phone and took a taxi to the apartment.

The office door was pushed open, Qin Ya walked to the desk with her hands standing to report the situation, then placed the videotape on the wide black desk and walked out lightly.

The man leaning against the floor-to-ceiling window holding the goblet slowly heard the sound of the door lock falling. The ironed handmade suit wrapped his strong body, and his slender fingers beat the wall of the cup rhythmically. The bloody liquid inside was drank by the man in the next second, and he stretched out his tongue to lick his thin lips. The goblet was thrown on the ground by him, making a crisp and broken sound. His eyes fell on the video tape on the table, and he walked steadily to the desk and picked it up, rubbing the cover with his thumb.

Xie Qingning returned to the apartment she lived in before, opened the cabinet and took out the clothes inside, folded them, put them in a small suitcase, and then went to the bathroom to put the bottles and jars he used in was placed in the suitcase. Finally, he looked around at the small apartment, and there was nothing to take over. He carried the suitcase out and held a big yellow duck in his arms. This was given by He Jiamin after she returned to China, saying that it could ward off evil spirits. She didn't love these things very much, but what a funny scene it would be when she thought of such a doll on the bed of a serious leader.

I left the community and stood on the side of the road to take a taxi. The sun was strong at 3 o'clock in the afternoon. She didn't bring a parasol and was sweating while dragging her suitcase. She took her resume from her bag to cover the sunlight above her head. The taxi was not easy to get during this period. It took nearly ten minutes before a taxi arrived, but it was still full of passengers.

Qi Moting parked the car on the side of the road, then drove forward for more than ten centimeters, just in front of the woman, then honked the horn and lowered the car window.

She was clamored by the sound of horns, and turned around and saw the man's exposed side face from the lowered car window. She squinted her eyes and kicked Maserati's wheels.

The scoundrel shaking the big tree, but this kick would not have much impact. Instead, the man in the car showed a smirk, pushed open the car door, unbuttoned four or five buttons on the neckline of the shirt, showing his strong chest, and the formal outfit also gave him a unruly look.

"Qingning, welcome back." Qi Moting stepped forward with a big hug and hugged the woman. He held him for three minutes regardless of her pinching his waist and then let go. He happily took the luggage in her hand and said, "Go home, I'll give it to you."

She didn't know how to answer, but she knew in her heart that she could not let them know about her marriage certificate at the moment, so she had to bite the bullet and nodded, open the car door and get in.

Qi Moting, a kid who hasn't seen him for a few years, is still so sexy. Perhaps he is even more serious than before. When he left, he had fiery red hair, but now he has become linen. He is like an elegant gangster in every move, his slender peach blossom eyes are squinted habitually, and his charm is infinite. When a woman sees him, she still jumps into it like dumplings.

"I don't know me anymore, why are you looking at me?" Qi Moting put the steering wheel in one hand on the car window, turned his head and squinted his eyes and looked at her. The slender peach blossom eyes flashed with a wicked smile, and his thin lips were filled with a wicked smile: "I haven't contacted me for so long, I'm such a conscience-free ungrateful wolf."

"You have time to miss me every day?" His bright red lipsticks were on his neckline. I don't know which woman he came out from just now. "As the saying goes, if you walk by the river often, you can't get enough of it. You pray that you won't carry it one day."

Qi Moting turned the steering wheel and spit out a few words from his thin lips: "Critic teeth and sharp mouth."

She smiled. She knew Qi Moting early. When she was a child, the two families often had sex because of their parents' work. In addition, they were about the same age and could have fun. There was a time when Xie Dongfeng wanted to match them up, but unfortunately the parties involved were unwilling to do so, and then it was left alone.

"I haven't brought a man back after so long?"

"You think everyone is like you."

"Hehe, Qingning, don't tell me you still have any ideas about Meng Xiaoren."

"I said why are you so revenge? You're so petty. Put me down in front and I'll go in by myself."

Her expression remained unchanged, only she knew that the hand that opened the car door was trembling, her breathing was getting heavier in her ears, and she tried her best to maintain her original expression to wave her hand to the people in the car, laughing until the corner of her mouth was stiff. When the car disappeared at the corner, she squatted down and supported her hands on the uneven concrete floor. The strong sunlight in the afternoon made her dizzy. She closed her eyes and stood up slowly, and looked at the big yard behind the iron door. The ivy covered the wall tightly. If it was summer, she could hear the cicadas ringing one after another, breaking the tranquility time. She looked at the yard and finally turned around and took a step.

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