On the weekend, Zhu Shan and Ling Xiao bought something to go to Wu Jing's house to thank her for taking in the poor man who ran away from home a few days ago.

After moving all the things home, Zhu Shan also officially moved into the master bedroom.

Even though it was the weekend, Ling Xiao was still very busy, sitting at his desk all afternoon.

Zhu Shan was idle, pouring him a cup of coffee for a while, and cutting some fruit for him for a while.

The good image didn't last long, and in the warm autumn sun, she lay on the massage chair, blinking her eyes, and soon fell asleep.

She heard Ling Xiao talking on the phone in a daze, and her voice was a little deep, like angry, but not exactly angry.

Anyway, not too happy.

Zhu Shan opened her eyelids and tucked the blanket on her body.

When Ling Xiao hung up the phone, Zhu Shan asked, "What's wrong with Sister Qiwen?"

"You don't understand." Ling Xiao's tone was light, and he buried his head and typed on the screen of his mobile phone.

Zhu Shan pursed the corners of her lips and took out her mobile phone to read the news.

She had just opened the news software and refreshed the news page, when a dark shadow pressed over.

Ling Xiao covered Zhu Shan's cheek with his palm and rubbed it twice like a child: "Shu Qiwen's case will be tried after the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the other party has submitted new evidence at this juncture."

Zhu Shan's eyes purred, "Is it tricky?"

"Sort of."

"Oh." Zhu Shan really didn't understand, and didn't plan to ask deeply, so she continued to look at her phone.

Because she saw a very funny news collection, the smile on the corner of her mouth was very sweet.

The sun was shining softly, and her skin was glowing white.

Ling Xiao looked at her for a few seconds, but didn't hold his breath: "Why aren't you angry?"

Zhu Shan raised her eyelashes, and was quickly attracted by the mobile phone and lowered her gaze, and her tone was puzzled: "What are you angry about?"

"The tone I just said made the other little girls lose their temper a long time ago."

"You know you're angry?" Zhu Shan pressed the pause and looked up, "But I'm a beautiful person."

She rolled her eyes and sat up, looking expectant, "Lawyer Ling, do you want to apologize?"

"Apologize?" Ling Xiao's tone was curved, and his eyebrows were raised.

Zhu Shan immediately coaxed and grabbed his hand: "I'm not angry, because I really don't understand."

She was really not angry.

If you are angry in life, and if you are angry, how tired will you be?

Ling Xiao looked at her for a while.

Zhu Shan was uncomfortable, put the phone aside, and held her cheek with her little hand: "What are you looking at? Something on my face?"

Ling Xiao brushed the hair around her ear and replied, "No wonder."

「？？？」

"No wonder when you were a kid, everyone liked you."

"Me?" Zhu Shan shrugged her nose, "Obviously, adults praised you when you were a child."

Zhu Shan stood up, put her little hand on Ling Xiao's shoulder, and learned the tone of an adult: "Ling Xiao, this kid, is smart when he is young, and he will definitely have a future in the future!"

Ling Xiao: "......"

Zhu Shan put her hand on Ling Xiao's head again and patted it gently: "Ling Xiao is so small, he can still take care of Ling Yue, how can he be like the one in our family, he can't cook."

Ling Xiao sighed, raised his hand and grabbed Zhu Shan's wrist, pulled her whole person around a small half circle to her legs, and buckled her waist.

Zhu Shan propped up his shoulders and patted him flatteringly: "You have been famous since you were a child, and other people's children are the most liked."

Ling Xiao's liking is different from what Zhu Shan said.

Others praise him because they compare him with children of the same age and think that he is more in line with their expectations of excellent children.

Don't worry about studying, don't bother taking care of it.

This kind of liking may disappear after he disappears from everyone one day.

And the liking for Zhu Shan is that no matter what her personal ability is, there is no need to compare, she simply likes it.

This kind of liking that doesn't need to be compared makes Ling Xiao feel pure.

He had a moment

was stunned, then frowned and asked, "So what?"

"Huh?"

Ling Xiao raised his eyelids, and his voice was a little low: "Do you like it?"

Zhu Shan felt that Ling Xiao's hand on her waist was very threatening, so she straightened up very sensitively, leaned up on her chin and kissed him, serious: "I like it! I love it very, very much!"

Moving on to the topic, this liking is, of course, answered from childhood.

Ling Xiao knew Zhu Shan too well, so he didn't believe it at all, and poked her forehead: "You're not afraid of biting your tongue when you say this?"

Zhu Shan hooked her arms around his neck and raised her little face: "I'm real now, I really like you."

Glancing at him, he continued, "And, I regret now that I didn't like you sooner."

Ling Xiao looked at her for a moment, and sighed, "You have been coaxing people since you were a child."

Zhu Shan felt that Ling Xiao was complimenting her, and her eyes crooked with a smile, and she responded: "I'm just more obedient, with a sweet mouth."

She didn't know that the word "sweet mouth" had been ignited.

When she saw his gaze fixed on her lips, she still didn't notice.

She didn't raise her eyes until she felt the fingers on her waist digging into her clothes.

Ling Xiao took the first step and blocked her question.

Lips and teeth touched, and Zhu Shan heard a few vague words: taste sweet or not.

Ling Xiao's kiss was the same as others, extremely aggressive, and every time Zhu Shan would subconsciously lean back under his attack.

But now, behind her is the edge of the solid wood desk, which hurts her a lot.

She exhaled in pain.

Ling Xiao let go of her abruptly, widening the distance between the two.

Zhu Shan wanted to get up, but was held down by the waist.

Then she saw Ling Xiao's right hand stretched out under the chair, as if she had pressed some button, and the back of the chair fell back mechanically.

Zhu Shan was a little curious, tilted her head to look at the back of the chair, until Ling Xiao wrapped her back and lay down on her back.

He didn't do anything, just stared at her eyes with burning eyes, and then reached out and slowly brushed the hair from her cheek with his left hand, pinning it behind her white ears.

Zhu Shan felt that he was very gentle and warm-hearted.

She was about to lie on his stomach for a moment when her chin was suddenly clenched.

Then, elevate.

Because Ling Xiao was lying down, his voice was a man's unique magnetism: "How do you like me..."

「......」

"You're going to prove it."

This... This is not a case, but also evidence!

Zhu Shan grabbed his hand and pulled down, "I don't want it."

But Ling Xiao's hand didn't move at all, still grabbing her chin.

Her eyes were empty, her mouth moved, and before she could speak, the hand on her chin suddenly loosened.

Even with it, the right hand that was holding her back was withdrawn.

Ling Xiao looked up, didn't look at her, dragged his tail note, and was slightly disappointed: "You just don't like me, I understand."

Zhu Shan: "......"

It's a very clumsy agitation method.

Zhu Shan knew whether it was a set, or jumped in willingly.

Probably because, I really like him.

She pursed her lips and smiled, put her hands on his shoulders, and kissed him.

Although, this kiss was dominated by Ling Xiao in the end, and the domineering made her a little breathless.

But she still liked it, and then opened her eyes slightly to look at him.

At this moment, the light tone of the sun passed through the glass, giving Ling Xiao's eyebrows a warm color, and the dark eyebrows became gentle.

The slight crease between his eyebrows was his restrained desire.

All of them are called Zhu Shan infatuated.

Even, after realizing that this is their daily life in the future, she actually laughed out loud in the process.

Then, her lips broke again.

******

After the weekend, the Mid-Autumn Festival is just a few days away.

Mid-Autumn Festival

During the holiday, Shu Qiwen's lawsuit was scheduled for a few days after the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Time was tight, and Ling Xiao was too busy to go home.

Zhu Shan had been free for a while, but she hadn't forgotten the promise that seemed like a casual remark.

- She wants to understand Ling Xiao, who she has never understood in the past few years.

Therefore, as long as she is free, she takes the expensive machine worth 50,000 yuan to the place where there was once a trace of Lingxiao.

On the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Zhu Shan received benefits from the company, two supermarket voucher cards, and a box of moon cake gift boxes.

A dark blue box in the shape of a six-diamond with a rabbit eating mooncakes printed on it.

Zhu Shan took a photo and sent it to Ling Xiao.

Then type.

Zhu Shan: [Lawyer Ling, look at what this is! 】

The message was sent out at noon.

Zhu Shan took a nap and woke up, but she didn't receive a reply.

She couldn't help but mutter, "Busy like this?"

Immediately, put down your phone.

Because the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday is coming, the office is particularly impetuous all afternoon.

Zhu Shan and Wu Jing finished the final work and went to the pantry to fish with their water cups.

It was already past four o'clock in the afternoon after Ling Xiao finished the meeting.

He returned to the office, checked his phone for the first time, clicked on the picture and looked at it, and then replied with the corners of his mouth curled.

Ling Xiao: [Little rabbit, eat moon cakes.] 】

After sending the message, he clicked the call button on his desk.

After connecting, Ling Xiao: "Doree, do you still have the company's mooncake gift box?"

Doree: "And."

Ling Xiao stretched his eyelids: "Send a box to my office, thank you." :

Doree: "Okay, Linglu."

Ling Xiao continued to type with his phone.

Ling Xiao: [Little rabbit, do you want to eat ice cream mooncakes?] 】

Before he could wait for Zhu Shan to reply, Li Shang came in with a mooncake gift box.

Because it is an ice cream mooncake, it comes with an insulated bag and dry ice.

Li Shang put the mooncakes aside and quipped, "It's strange, Ling Lu is going to eat mooncakes this year?"

After saying that, he deliberately patted his head: "Look at my memory, Shanshan is back."

Ling Xiao leaned back, clasping his hands around his chest: "You have nothing to do?"

Li Shang's face immediately sank, and he sighed: "Prosecutor Shu is going to the hospital again."

Ling Xiao closed his eyes: "I know."

In the past few years, the lawsuits that Ling Xiao has received have been cautious and cautious, and he has picked and picked.

He has to follow the facts, and he has to pave the way for himself.

And this lawsuit is a lawsuit without a purpose at all, and it is only based on the two words in Shu Qiwen's mouth: justice.

His heart is also fluctuating.

Zhu Shan had just come back from fishing when she saw Ling Xiao's message.

She hadn't eaten ice cream mooncakes, but it sounded pretty good.

Zhu Shan: [I want to eat.] 】

Zhu Shan: [Are you going home today?] 】

Ling Xiao: [Reply.] 】

Ling Xiao: [The little rabbit wants to eat ice cream mooncakes, I have to go back and feed them.] 】

Zhu Shan was stunned for a moment, only to realize that from the beginning, the little rabbit that Ling Xiao said was her.

Dog man, pretty good!

Zhu Shan put down her phone, she was in no mood to work at all at this time, counting down to get off work.

After work, she rode home leisurely on a battery car, and bought some food at the supermarket near the community.

During this period, she answered Ling Xiao's call, and then when she went to the underground parking lot, she saw Ling Xiao in formal clothes from a distance, carrying a square cloth bag in her hand.

Zhu Shan propped up her legs and rushed the car straight towards Ling Xiao, mischievously: "The car is coming—"

Ling Xiao looked at her calmly and didn't move.

The car stopped, and Zhu Shan landed on her legs, feeling bored: "Why aren't you afraid?"

Ling Xiao approached, "hummed", and raised his hand to pat her

Hard Hat: "How dare you be?"

Zhu Shan pouted: "......"

Ling Xiao took off her hard hat for her: "Next year, I can spend more time with you."

Zhu Shan felt that there was no reason for this, and tilted her little head: "Huh?"

"It feels like I haven't seen you in a long time."

"Just three days."

"Oh." Ling Xiao led her to the elevator, and her voice was very thick in the underground parking lot, "That's really like a year."

The Mid-Autumn Festival passed quickly.

Zhu Shan didn't even have the opportunity to chat with Ling Xiao on her mobile phone.

She vaguely felt that Shu Qiwen's lawsuit was not as simple as they said.

On the day of the trial, Zhu Shan was a little flustered, and looked at her mobile phone several times in the afternoon.

Finally, the good news arrived.

Ling Xiao: [Win.] 】

When Zhu Shan saw those two words, she had a sour nose.

At first, she paid attention to the process of this lawsuit because of Shu Qiwen, and then found that Ling Xiao had put in the hard work for the lawsuit.

But this is just his daily work.

In the past, she only noticed the hours of the trial, but now she knows that behind those hours, it was him, and other partners, who shared days and nights.

Zhu Shan sent a message to Shu Qiwen.

Zhu Shan: [Sister Qiwen, I still owe you a meal, when will you be free?] 】

Soon, there was a reply to the message.

Shu Qiwen: [Of course the cute rice has to be eaten. 】

Shu Qiwen: [But I've been a little busy lately, so I'll have to take a while.] 】

Zhu Shan: [It's okay, you're busy with yours, remember to tell me when you're free.] 】

Shu Qiwen: [OK]

Zhu Shan sent another message to Ling Xiao.

Zhu Shan: [I'll make you something to eat in the evening.] 】

Ling Xiao: [What's delicious?] 】

Zhu Shan: [Curry chicken.] 】

Ling Xiao: [I don't like it.] 】

Zhu Shan muttered quietly, "Pick your mouth."

But she still asked very obediently: [Then what do you want to eat?] 】

Ling Xiao: [Little rabbit.] 】

Zhu Shan typing [Diving Rabbit or Chilled Rabbit ......]

Suddenly, she shook her hand, turned off her mobile phone, lay on the desk, pulled on her sweatshirt and covered her head, and muffled, "I'm annoyed."