Long Qingtian always chooses to stand on her side without hesitation.
Even if he is angry, angry, or even jealous about what he did.
But just now, he still stood in front of Mo Jiu, placing all the responsibilities on himself. But afterwards, what he was thinking about and angry about was not that he had caused trouble for him, but that he was worried about his own future!
Mo Jiu suddenly felt a little wet in his eyes. With a husband like this, what more could a woman ask for?!
Long Qingtian looked very cold and cool at the moment. When others saw him like this, their calves would spin with fear.
But Mo Jiu suddenly pouted in grievance, then stretched out his arm and hugged Long Qingtian's waist: "Brother~~"
This shout of "Brother" is really full of twists and turns.
This made a man with a cold face who was on the verge of anger stunned for a moment, and then his expression softened inexplicably.
The anger that had gathered in his chest disappeared unconsciously.
Long Qingtian suddenly discovered that Mo Jiu was really his weakness!
She made such a big mistake, but at this moment, he was reluctant to punish her, and even let her face the difficulties of those people independently!
Long Qingtian let go of his hand holding Mo Jiu's shoulder. Even though he forgave her in his heart, he still had to keep his face.
He still had a cold face, "Do you know you are wrong?"
Mo Jiu buried his head in his chest, nodding his little head like a chicken pecking at rice.
With that docile little look, that look of lowering his fangs, how could Long Qingtian still be able to resist blaming her?
Long Qingtian sighed deeply and could only hug Mo Jiu, "You little goblin!"
After hearing these words, Mojiu knew that Long Qingtian was no longer angry.
Forgive yourself so easily?
Mo Jiu was even more moved and said with a bitter nose: "Brother, I'm sorry."
"Is sorry useful?"
"I know it's useless, but besides saying this, I don't know how to compensate you!"
"I have a solution."
"What can I do?" Mo Jiu raised his head, his eyes flashing.
"I'll tell you tonight."
The low words fell into Mo Jiu's ears, making Mo Jiu's cheeks turn red immediately.
She bit her lip, hummed, and then hugged Long Qingtian, "Brother, what should I do now?"
She was really helpless. She didn't want to leave the army, and if she couldn't tell Han Chaoyang's identity, she might even go to jail! Although Long Qingtian just used the dragging technique, things would turn out sooner or later.
Face that day.
"It's okay, I'm here." Long Qingtian touched her head.
The two came to Long Qingtian's office together. Long Qingtian pointed to the bedroom and asked Mo Jiu to rest.
The bed was filled with the familiar scent of tobacco mixed with a masculine scent. Mo Jiu hugged the quilt, curled up on the bed, and really fell asleep.
Mojiu slept until it was dark.
When I woke up, it was already dark.
Although the lights outside were on, Long Qingtian was not there.
There was a growling sound in her stomach, and she walked out to find Long Qingtian.
When I walked out of the office, I found that almost everyone in the building had finished get off work, and only the conference room was dimly lit.
The conference room door was not locked tightly, so Mo Jiu walked over.
Through the crack in the door, she saw the tall figure.
Mo Jiu felt happy and was about to call him brother when he suddenly heard the voice of the political commissar.
