Wife Please Be Obedient Chapter 217: : It’s blooming

How long a lifetime is, more than 30,000 days.

When this number was placed in front of him, Qin Guanglin suddenly felt nervous.

It seems...to be short-lived.

I am now in my twenties. Excluding one-third of sleeping and one-third of going to work, the rest, the real free time is only a few thousand days.

"If you do this, I feel as if time is running out."

Qin Guanglin was shocked by the results he had calculated.

"Bah, baah, how can everything taste bad in your mouth?" Why not lower your head and mumble dissatisfiedly.

"Where has changed...Don't use math problems to calculate how long this life is. We have been together for many years. Now it's a little harder, and then we'll relax..." Qin Guanglin said slowly while holding the soft flesh. He bowed his head and kissed her and asked: "I found that you are getting smaller and smaller, what's the matter? Huh?"

He can't remember why he has become so clingy since...It seems that it has always been like this, and it doesn't seem to be the way it is now, like a kitten nestled in his arms. There was talking about wanting to be together.

"Where is the little woman...Turn off the lights, I'm going to bed, anyway, you remember, I just said that the most New Year's Day, after New Year's Day, if you are still so busy, don't touch me."

"Well, sure, I can't bear to let you wait so late every day." Qin Guanglin got up and turned off the light in the bedroom, did not lie back, squatted on the end of the bed and stroked her feet up, "You said one day less One day, is it necessary to do it in time..."

"No, didn't you say it's OK to wait for you to hurt?"

"I feel that I can beat a cow to death with one punch now, and I'm in surprisingly good condition."

"Go, go, sleep quickly... Don't make trouble." Why not twist and hum: "I'm sleepy, go to bed, wait until the injury is better."

Qin Guanglin didn’t do it. At this age, I can’t wait every day. From the end of September to the National Day for seven days, I haven’t touched it. Sometimes she was deliberately teased. Arched it, it hurts nothing, the wound is on the head and not on the waist.

"It's done, I will prove it to you."

"Well, don't..."

……

The matter is over.

Qin Guanglin leaned on the head of the bed and didn't feel much sleepiness yet. Why did he lie on the side to fall asleep tiredly. He put his hand on his back, feeling the slippery hand, and suddenly felt a little clear.

Actually, he doesn't control anything, just pure lust.

It's greedy for Teacher He's body, greedy everywhere.

Quietly reminiscing about the aftermath of the moment, the energetic Qin Guanglin was a little bit ready to move. He turned to look at her sleeping face, helped her to rest well without being disturbed by the corner, and quietly put on her pajamas and sat down in front of the desk to turn on the computer.

In the next few months, it is estimated that I will often work overtime until 8 or 9 o'clock like today. I don’t have time to get the draft, so I can only suspend the order first.

The subjectivity of art is very strong. Some people can buy tens of thousands to buy a work if they don’t like it. If they don’t like it, no one will buy a hundred dollars. Like the previous painting of the landscape in the rain, until now Still hanging and not selling, I can only passively ask for drafts to draw some commercial paintings according to customer requirements.

Compared with comics, it is so different.

The core of comics is the story, and then the style of painting. The company provides good scripts and he provides craftsmanship. The combination of the two does not require much effort. It only takes time to make the work. It is naturally a boutique, and then based on the flow. If you promote it, you don’t have to worry about making money.

There is too much difference between the two in terms of income and stability.

After everything was done, it was around 11 in the middle of the night. Qin Guanglin opened his mouth and yawned, turned off the computer gently, got into the bed and rubbed the fragrant body twice, then closed his eyes. Go to deep sleep.

No dreams for a night.

Maybe it’s because of inhaling enough vitality. Why didn’t he wake up earlier in the morning than Qin Guanglin, closed his eyes and kept warm in his arms for a while, then raised his head and leaned over to kiss him, and then carefully opened his arms and swallowed slowly. Tundi got up from the bed, pulled the pajamas from the corner of the bed and put it on him, got out of the bathroom, yawned and took out the eggs from the refrigerator, and opened the fire to scramble the eggs.

Qin Guanglin hasn’t mastered the skill of omelette, either breaking it up or turning it upside down. He doesn’t waste any ingredients at all. If he gets up early, he will go downstairs to buy a ready-made breakfast, and replace it with steamed buns, fried dough sticks, soy milk, and millet porridge. Come, if it’s so early to get up, it’s just two fried eggs and a carton of milk.

The squeaky sound of the kitchen came into the bedroom, Qin Guanglin touched the side with his backhand and there was no familiar touch, then opened his eyes and sat up, and after waking up for a while, the queen took the slippers out to wash.

"Do you have a supper during your overtime work? If you come back late, I'll make some soup for you in the evening."

Why don't you want him to come back late every day, but things are already like this, so I can only support it if I can't persuade him.

What else can I do? Have a fight? That is not what she wants.

"Uh, yes, there will be midnight snacks if you work overtime."

"Then you eat more, don't save money for your stinky boss."

"Don't save him money, don't worry... 嗬喽喽喽喽呸."

Qin Guanglin wiped her mouth after rinsing, and leaned over to slap her on her cheek. He didn't defend her boss. If she is angry, she must be angry. Anyway, a piece of meat is indispensable.

"Hey, are you... garlic sprouts, right? Are they going to bloom?" He sat on the sofa and looked around, suddenly his eyes condensed, and curiously walked to the corner of the living room and squatted down to take a serious look at the original plant. He jokingly called the flower of leeks.

When I helped watering in August, the leaves were already dry. He thought it was dead, but he didn’t expect to look at it now. The leaves did not grow out of half, but a green stalk was pulled out from the soil with a bulging stalk. It's like a flower bud.

"What?" Why didn't he be stunned, looking back at him squatting there, his heart jumped suddenly, turned off the fire and ran out, staring blankly at the flower bud in the flowerpot.

"Have you never seen it?"

Qin Guanglin asked what she looked like, and then looked back at the flowerpot, "Let’s see it later, it’s not blooming anyway, the egg burnt for a while."

"Oh."

"We are still betting, right? It looks like I lost. Let’s talk about it. What you want me to do will satisfy your wishes." He paused and added: "Apart from resigning, now it’s too defeated to resign. Personality, I also feel bad about it. The boss treats me so well and teaches me a lot of things. I lose a chain at a critical moment, and I can’t justify it."

"Let's talk about it later." Why not go back to the kitchen with a frown, check that the fried egg is almost ready, pick it up with tweezers and put it on the plate, and the eyes fall on the pot of Lycoris in the corner.

How can it bloom?

"What are you thinking about?"

Qin Guanglin’s voice made her come back to her senses~IndoMTL.com~ I picked up the chopsticks casually and took a small bite of the fried egg, "When did this flower... grow out?"

"I don't know, I just saw it—this is its flowering period, right?"

"..." Why didn't the chewing action paused, and then looked sideways at the flowerpot over there, nodded and said: "Yes, it's usually September and October... The climate in Los Angeles is probably October. Blossom."

The normal Lycoris plant is about to open at this time, but this one does not bloom normally... not right.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, remembering something she had overlooked before.

Not open for ten years, open in midsummer.

The last time it was abnormal. How can there be Lycoris radiata that bloom in June in Los Angeles?

　　

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