Chapter 548

Su wennuan also lay down beside him. The two people lay face to face without turning off the lights. They just looked at him face to face.

Ming Ling reached out and touched her forehead. Her voice was very gentle, "sleep..."

Su wennuan blinked, didn't close her eyes to sleep, but kept looking at him, "Ming Ling..." she suddenly called him again.

"Hmm?" Ming Ling made a noise and slid out a magnetic ending.

Su wennuan feels that since he came back from the desert, he has been much softer than before. Perhaps it is because he has experienced too much in the desert. Now he has come back hard, so his character has been more restrained.

But such a Ming mausoleum made Su Nuan feel more distressed.

Su wennuan seems to have a lot to say to him, but he doesn't know where to start or how to speak.

Ming Ling doesn't want to talk to her all the time, and she doesn't know what to do.

"Are you tired from work recently?" Su wennuan turned thousands of words into simple greetings.

Ming Ling looked at her, looking at the way she wanted to talk and stop, he knew what she wanted to say to him.

He shook his head. "Not tired. How's your studio doing recently? Has anyone been recruited? Has the office location been found?"

He took the initiative to care for her before she came to concern him.

Su wennuan nodded. "Someone has already submitted a resume. I have an appointment for the interview the day after tomorrow. Assistant Mou and I have made the work place. I rented it."

When she said this, she saw that Ming Ling was unhappy.

Su wennuan saw his eyebrows frown and looked at him timidly. She knew she didn't come according to his requirements. He must be angry.

Sure enough, "I didn't say to let you choose the address and tell me. I'll buy it for you. Su wennuan, why are you so disobedient now." he said reproachfully and reached out and pinched her nose.

Su wennuan slightly turned her face back and pouted. "I want to do things at work by myself." she doesn't want to be said that she depends on her husband.

So she wants to do everything by herself. After all, in work, she and Ming Ling are two parts.

Ming Ling sat up and said unhappily, "it seems that you are still very outsider."

Listening to his tone, Su wennuan knew that he was really angry this time. She also sat up and explained, "no, I didn't see the outside world, but I wanted to prove myself."

"Su wennuan, do you know that marrying a good husband is the best way to prove yourself!" Ming Ling looked at Su wennuan angrily and said.

Su wennuan pouted, "then I also want others to say that you married a number wife, not your wife. It's a good little bird. How can you live without you..."

Su wennuan's words made Ming Ling angry and funny. He stretched out his hand and pinched her nose again, "what others say is so important to you."

Su wennuan nodded. "I think others say they are husband and wife, not being said that you are the wife of Ming Ling."

This is Su wennuan's real idea. She doesn't want to hear this everywhere. She points to her and says, look, this is the wife of mingling, this is the wife of mingling!

No one remembers who she is, and no one cares who she is.

Of course, such a day is also very happy. She is also very proud that she is the wife of mingling, but everyone has his own pursuit and value of existence.

Her value is not only the wife of Ming Ling, but also herself. She also wants to become a famous designer and let more people remember her.

Instead of only one unique identity, that is the wife of Ming Ling.

Listening to Su wennuan's words, mingling naturally knows what she is thinking. Unexpectedly, Su wennuan is a very strong woman. She has to compete for supremacy in everything.

"But aren't you so tired? I'd rather you stay at home every day and I'll raise you." said Ming Ling.

Su wennuan saw that Ming Ling's expression was much softer, and she also relaxed a lot. "You're enough to raise children. I can support myself."

Ming Ling looked at her and saw the stubbornness and persistence on her face. He could do nothing about her. "Su wennuan, I married a wife, not a professional."

"I married a husband, not a man with a lot of burden." Su wennuan quickly answered his words.

Ming Ling frowned. "Are you my burden? Why do you think so?" he really didn't understand where Su wennuan's idea came from.

"As long as one more person wants you to support, you will have more weight on your shoulder." Su wennuan loves mingling and doesn't want him to carry even a little weight.

Ming Ling really admired what she was thinking in her head every day and knocked her head, "what are you thinking all day? I raise one of you and several of you are the same."

Su wennuan touched his head and pouted, "but I don't want you to raise it. I also want to fight with you. Isn't it good to have a capable wife?"

Ming Ling smiled, "good is good, but you can do it. What do you want me to do?"

Su wennuan was stunned and then smiled. She remembered a popular passage on the Internet now.

That is, women say, I can cook, wash clothes, make money to buy cosmetics, make money to buy bags, and completely support myself. What do I want a man to do?

I didn't expect that mingling would say such a sentence now. She smiled, touched her head and giggled twice, "Hey, I want you to sleep..."

Su wennuan realized how impure this sentence was. Sure enough, she saw that Ming Ling's eyes were dangerous. She looked at her full of temptation, and her hands moved restlessly, "think of me so..."

Su wennuan was tickled by him and giggled, "hehe, don't you want to..."

Ming Ling hugged her in his arms. "Why not? Your body is very honest." he said and kissed her on the cheek.

Su wennuan still wanted to refuse and welcome, and gently pushed him, "when was I dishonest?"

"You are dishonest now." Ming Ling bit her ear, and her voice began to hoarse.

"No, I didn't..." Su wennuan said with a smile.

In fact, since he came back from the dead, Su wennuan has no shyness and concern for mingling. She enjoys every moment in his arms and the temperature on him.

"You have it now." mingling flirted with her, teasing her body and mind.

"Ha ha, obviously you want it, you want it..." Su wennuan was itched by him, smiled and twisted on him.

The fire on the Ming mausoleum lit up more and more.

Ming Ling turned over and pressed her under her body. He looked at her with lustful eyes and raised an arc on his lips, "yes, I want it, so I'm here..." with that, he bent his head and kissed her lips.

They are honest and do what they both want to do.

After a long time, Ming Ling was so tired that she lay on her side, stretched out her hand to hold her in her arms, and hugged her to sleep.

"Ming Ling, how did you get here with black rose in the desert for a month?" Su wennuan suddenly asked when they were panting.

Ming Ling paused for a second and looked down at her. She raised her head in his arms and looked at him with watery eyes, as if she was looking forward to it.

Ming Ling suddenly understood that she had been trying to stop talking just now, as if she wanted to ask this question.

The little woman didn't know what she was thinking.

"Walk during the day and sleep in the desert at night." Ming Ling answered briefly.

"Won't there be wild animals in the desert?" Su Nuan asked curiously.

"There are some animals, but we can solve them all." Ming Ling is still simple and concise, but the solution involves too many dangerous and fierce actions.

Su wennuan slightly imagined the scene and understood the danger. She nodded, "fortunately, black rose saved you. We'll thank her another day."

Su wennuan said that she was really grateful to black rose for bringing back the Ming mausoleum. Otherwise, she would be immersed in the news of the death of the Ming mausoleum all her life and suffer all her life.

Fortunately, the black rose brought him back.

Anyway, she was very grateful to the black rose.

Ming Ling kissed her forehead, "no, she has now returned to the black poppy, and the truck explosion was planned by the black poppy. We don't have to thank them."

A few days after Ming Ling came back, he was investigating the truck explosion.

As a result, Shunteng found out that the plot was planned by black poppy, Black Rose's father. No wonder Black Rose knew there was fraud at the first time.

No wonder Black Rose didn't say who was behind the scenes when she was in the desert.

She's worried that he killed her biological father.

Hearing what Ming Ling said, Su wennuan was surprised, "it's black poppy..."

She was shocked. The black poppy was really cruel. If it weren't for the black rose, he would really blow up the Ming mausoleum!

Su wennuan thought about the consequences.

"Hum, this family is so bad! We must call the police and catch them all!" Su wennuan suddenly hummed.

It's really cute for her to appreciate others and catch others.

Ming Ling smiled and stroked her hair behind her ears. "Go to bed. You have to get up and work tomorrow."

Su wennuan nodded, "well, good night, husband."

Her voice is sweet. Thank God for letting Ming Ling come back to her and sleep with her. I really appreciate it.

"Good night." Ming Ling also said good night to her, then lay down, put her in his arms, put his chin against her head and fell asleep safely.

"Sneeze..." Su wennuan was awakened by sneezing. She felt her nose itchy and touched it.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw Luo Luo's lovely face with a smile in front of her, and her hair in her little hand.

It turned out that Luo Luo was playing a trick on her.

Su wennuan got up and said discontentedly, "Luo Luo, what are you doing..."

Luo Luo smiled, "Dad asked me to wake you up."

Su wennuan looked around. He really didn't see the figure of the Ming mausoleum.

Unexpectedly, Luo Luo is more diligent than her.

Su wennuan gets up quickly. "Thank you, Luo Luo."

"You're welcome," replied Luo Luo's young voice.