Wife Please Be Obedient Chapter 23: : Don’t call my name again

　　 The scenery outside the window is flickering and darkening. Why doesn't it seem to be really tired. After getting in the car, I kept leaning on Qin Guanglin to look out the window quietly.

　　Qin Guanglin, who was sitting on the outside, took a strand of her hair and played around in his hand, and suddenly asked: "You count what I am going to do tomorrow?"

　　 He is still dubious about metaphysics, and wants to see if Dunjia is really that godlike.

　　 Why not pull the coat that I was wearing, "Teacher He, come and listen to the call, I'll give it to you."

　　 "Don't."

　　Qin Guanglin acquiesced in Qin’s name, but he still resisted Teacher He, "You give up."

　　 "That doesn't count." She turned her head to look at Qin Guanglin, "Let you call me sooner or later."

　　 "Impossible."

　　 "Walk and see." So confident, he leaned on his shoulder and looked out the window, "Why can't you call me now anyway."

　　 "Then what do I call you?" Qin Guanglin was restrained by this trick. He always said you, yours, and rarely called your names, so why not call them all.

　　 What should I call now? Is it possible to learn what other people call a baby? Baby? Honey?

　　噫~Thinking about it, there was a chill, and goose bumps were all up. It's definitely not good. It's better to call Mr. He.

　　 "I think, I can't call my name anyway." Why not lift your chin proudly, "You have to tell me if you want to, and you have to agree with me."

　　"……"

　　 Qin Guanglin didn't want to be numb, so he decided not to call her, just say anything if he had to call her.

　　 It's okay when he is idle, he has played with his little hand again. I don't know if this is a strange hobby. She always feels that her hands are small, soft, and very comfortable to touch.

　　 Qin Guanglin rubbed it for a while, and felt that the white and tender little hands became more and more cute, and suddenly had the urge to kiss him.

　　 gave it a sneak peek, he hesitated, wouldn't he be a pervert?

　　 Then I thought about it. It’s nothing to kiss your little hands—what I like is her whole person, and her hands are part of her. It's normal to like it.

　　 I really liked it the more I watched it, Qin Guanglin quietly bowed his head and kissed it.

　　 raised his head to meet the gaze of WHY, he turned his head casually and looked out the other window.

　　 "Mengsao." Why not look funny at his sneaky appearance, "Train you well sooner or later."

　　 "What are you training?" Qin Guanglin couldn't help asking, why didn't it matter that the first two words were said too softly just now, and I didn't hear clearly.

　　 "Nothing, classmate Qin, you are fine."

　　"……"

　　 It’s too bad to say that it’s not clear to people and refuse to repeat it.

　　 When I got off the bus, Qin Guanglin had already felt very enjoyable, so why not take it slowly towards the school, there are quite a lot of people here at night, unlike his neighborhood where there are not many pedestrians.

　　 "Would you like to buy some food to take back?" He asked, looking at the supermarket next to him. The meal was too early, and he might be hungry at night.

　　 "No, you will get fat if you eat at night." Why shook his head.

　　 Qin Guanglin looked at her, "You are not fat."

　　 "That's why I have to keep it. Otherwise, it won't look good in skirts." Why not look down at yourself and feel satisfied with your figure.

　　 "You seem to like wearing skirts?"

　　 From the first meeting to the present, she has spent most of her time wearing all kinds of long skirts, or sports pants and casual pants, which have never been higher than her calf.

　　 "Yes." Why nod, "I can't wear it often when I become a teacher. Now I have to wear it for a few more days."

　　 "That's true."

　　 had already walked downstairs while speaking, so why not return the coat he was wearing to Qin Guanglin, and stood there watching him.

　　 "Go up." Qin Guanglin put his coat in his arms, ready to watch her go up before walking.

　　 "Student Qin, did you forget something?" Why not his expression became serious.

　　 "What?"

　　 "Think about it."

　　Qin Guanglin looked confused, what he forgot...

　　 "On the boat." Why remind him.

　　 "Ah, I remembered." Qin Guanglin remembered what he promised her when he heard the reminder, and kissed her every day when meeting and separating for the first time.

　　He looked around and made sure there weren’t many people nearby, so why not get a quick kiss?

　　 Why not smile contentedly, "Be careful when you go back, I went up."

　　 "Good."

　　 Watching her turn upstairs, Qin Guanglin walked out of the school and put on the coat in his hand. The wind was a bit cold at night.

　　 Back at home, Qin's mother has returned, she is sitting on the sofa watching TV, and when she sees him entering the door, she greets casually, "If you are tired after a day of playing, take a rest early."

　　"You also have to rest early."

　　 Qin Guanglin responded, poured himself a glass of water and drank it before returning to the room, feeling a little tired after lying on the bed.

　　 lay quietly for a while, recalling what happened today, he got up from the bed and turned off the light to go to sleep.

　　 I miss that soft body a little, so I can hold it to sleep every day...

　　Night, no dreams.

　　 I slept until dawn. When Qin Guanglin opened his eyes, it was already after nine o’clock in the morning. He took a mobile phone to check it out. Why not send him a good morning at eight o’clock as usual, and he responded with the same sentence. Put down the phone and get up to wash.

　　 Sun Wen gave him a brief introduction when he sent him the company address. The studio was established less than two years ago. Although there were only a dozen employees, the boss was exquisite in his business. He won several famous novels and adapted them. Comics, the prospects for development are quite good.

　　The appointment time is 11 o’clock at noon, and Qin Guanglin arrived at 10:30. This place is not far from Qin Guanglin’s home. It takes about half an hour by bus, but the location is a bit off.

　　He doesn't come here very often. As a half otaku, he usually goes out only when he has something to do, and he goes back when he finishes his work. He rarely hangs out.

　　 Randomly strolled around to learn about the environment. Afterwards, Qin Guanglin looked around, and went to the Starbucks downstairs of Sun Wen’s company to order a cup of lemon tea to kill time-he also wanted to try the lemon he likes to drink Where is the tea delicious~IndoMTL.com~Sweet and sour, far worse than carrot juice. Qin Guanglin took out his mobile phone and contacted Sun Wen after sitting for ten minutes and told him that he had arrived, and he was downstairs.

　　Sun Wen’s name has a text, but he is very burly, and he is nearly 1.9 meters tall. He is a properly sturdy man. No one can connect him to the meticulous work of painting. .

　　 After a while, the unusually eye-catching Sun Wen appeared in Qin Guanglin's vision, and he stood up and greeted him.

　　 "Mosquitoes, where are you."

　　 "I saw you." Sun Wen laughed over and strangled Qin Guanglin's shoulders, "It's not as strong as before, and lacks exercise."

　　 "I haven't exercised since I graduated." Qin Guanglin rubbed his shoulders, and the boy became strong again.

　　 When he was in school, Sun Wen had been pulling Qin Guanglin to work out. It seems that this guy has maintained his fitness habit after graduation.

　　Sun Wen smiled happily, "Eat first or go to the studio first?"

　　 "I haven't seen you for a while, of course I went to eat first." Qin Guanglin looked around, "I'm not familiar with this place, you pick a place."

　　 "There is one I've been to over there, and it tastes good." Sun Wen took Qin Guanglin and walked forward, "Why did your kid suddenly want to find a job?"

　　 "More income, otherwise it will be more unstable."

　　"Hey, you are not satisfied yet, or how good we can change, I don't think it is unstable."

　　Qin Guanglin is recognized by everyone in the bedroom as the best painting technique, and he is also the only one who can live easily without work and relying on manuscripts. He is comfortable and relaxed, and they are a little envious when they talk about it.

　　 Qin Guanglin smiled, "You can try it."

　　 "It's not that I haven't tried it. People look down on my paintings and starve to death at home." Sun Wen curled his lips.