In 2012, because the Seoul mayor was only vacant, he originally planned to stay in Seoul for 6 Jingxing.

However, because Shen Qing was pregnant, Jingxing did not dare to bump back and forth.

I originally wanted to recommend Yu Siqi to go up, but I knew that my friend was not interested in this, so the man hesitated.

But unexpectedly, on the seventh day of the Chinese New Year, Yu Siqi came to have a conversation with him for several hours, and finally offered to stay in Seoul. At that moment, the man's heart was fluctuating.

That kind of fluctuation is almost heartache.

Looking at Yu Siqi for a long time, he couldn't come back to his senses until the latter's smile bloomed.

At that moment, he almost felt that even at a high position, he did not have great ability.

On the seventh day of the lunar month, he did not return to the Presidential Palace and left Shen Qing alone.

On the eighth day of the Chinese New Year, Yu Siqi appointed Seoul, and everyone organized a meeting to send him off and drank a few more drinks.

6 Jingxing’s alcohol tolerance is considered good, but if you think too much, you will be drunk without drinking.

When he woke up the next morning, Shen Qing stopped beside him. The man looked sideways and looked at the time. After 6:50, it was dark outside. The man raised his hand and looked at the tower. After a few seconds, he stood up and wanted to find someone.

As my feet landed on the ground, a sound came from the bathroom.

Shen Qing came out of the bathroom in her pajamas, maybe she had just gotten up and her head was a little messy.

The man stepped over and hugged the person in his arms, rubbed him without saying a word.

"Have you sobered up?" When she woke up in the morning, her voice fell into Liu Jingxing's heart like a spring.

"I'm sorry," the man apologized, his voice low.

Shen Qing stood up straight and then raised his hand and landed on the man's broad back and patted him gently.

There are only actions, no words.

On the ninth day of the lunar month, the couple moved back to Qingyouyuan at Shen Qing's request.

After leaving the Presidential Palace, Shen Qing felt relaxed and at ease all over.

On the afternoon of the ninth day of the lunar month, Zhang Yi and Qin Xuan came up. Because they were in the territory of the Presidential Palace, it was not easy to get up. Either you are an office worker of the Presidential Palace or you have enough backstage.

When Shen Qing first arrived, he was naturally not familiar with the rules and regulations of the Presidential Office. When asked Nancy, Nancy told her that she had to ask her husband. She called her phone and it took a long time to answer the man before he answered it. Her voice was soft, "A You?" "Zhang Yi and Qin Xuan were stopped at the foot of the mountain. How can they get them up?" Knowing that Jing Xing was busy, Shen Qing spoke directly to the topic. Jing Xing heard the words, and was stunned for a moment, and then spoke; "Just let Liu Fei take you down to pick you up." The man said this in a tough manner.

He seemed to be extremely unhappy with Shen Qing's official tone.

Shen Qing responded, trying to stop the phone, but the man's voice rang out from the side; "A You?"

"Yeah," she responded briefly, and her steps forward stopped where she was.

"Be careful," the man whispered.

Shen Qing's heart tightened, "Yes, don't worry."

She also loves this child, more than 6 Jingxing.

After all, how can the bones and blood that grow on her body not like or love?

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Yi and Qin Xuan arrived and entered the reading room before they came out. When they came, Zhang Yi and Qin Xuan were not very calm.

In the Presidential Palace, many people dream of climbing up the position, but now they are in it.

The symbol of this country is so close to them.

When they saw the scene in Qingyouyuan, the two were already shocked and unable to speak.

Qingyou Garden, Shen Qingyou.

How can one not know his heart?

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Nancy came in to deliver tea and said lightly, "Sir, I'm getting off work."

Shen Qing knew, nodded, looked at the work at hand, there was not much left, and he could be at night before six o'clock. If it was terminated, it would only be resolved tomorrow.

At 6:13, Jingxing arrived home on time, and Shen Qing and Zhang Yi had not yet come out in the reading room.

Ask Nancy, Nancy tells the truth.

The man took off his work clothes and beat him.

He turned toward the reading room, stood at the door and knocked on the door frame to remind him.

Zhang Yi looked sideways and saw 6 Jingxing standing facing the evening glow. He couldn't see clearly, but it was enough for a man's tall figure and the aura of the superior.

After standing for a few seconds, the man stepped towards this side.

Only then did Zhang Yi and Qin Xuan see clearly that the man might have just returned from the presidential palace and had a badge hanging in front of the work clothes.

Less than the dullness of the week, there is more of a look that outsiders cannot understand.

A presidential palace card on the black suit is enough to make this man's weight worse among the crowd.

"It's not over yet?" the man asked softly, his words softly.

His eyes only fell on Shen Qing.

"It's almost done," she replied, and then perhaps because she felt that the two words were in a broad sense, and then said, "It can be finished before 6:30."

When the man heard this, he was satisfied. He nodded, reached out and patted her on the shoulder, and then turned around and left.

On weekdays, most Jingxing likes to touch her, like touching Maomao, with care and doting.

But when she had a job, the man was more willing to give her respect and stand beside her.

Shen Qing at work is the queen.

At half past six, the work was over, and Shen Qing asked to leave Zhang Yi and Qin Xuan for dinner. Zhang Yi refused and smiled, "I won't disturb the world of you couple. After all, there are not many such days left," he said, not forgetting to turn his eyes on Shen Qing's belly.

The latter gave her a blank look and said bluntly that she was no less important or more serious.

When he went out, 6 Jingxing stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and called. When he saw a sound, he looked around and looked around. His work clothes were taken off, and the rest was a white shirt and black trousers. As usual, his sleeves were pushed high, revealing his hard-covered forearm.

The elite image is a bit casual.

"Sir 6, we'll leave first," Qin Xuan said hello.

6 Jingxing nodded as an agreement.

Shen Qing sent the person to the door and asked Liu Fei to take him down the mountain. When he turned around and went into the house, he saw 6 Jingxing waved at her. She stepped over. The man reached out and hugged her to his chest. His broad palm fell on her soft short and soft back and forth.

I stroked it one by one, regular but disorganized.

Shen Qing looked up and landed on the man's hard chin.

For a moment, I only listen to the man's words; "In the court, you can have different political views and different ideas, it is not scary. What's scary is that you have two different camps in front of you, and you have to choose one of them. Once you are involved in a party struggle, whether you are greedy for wealth or have ideals, you will eventually be bound by your position. Once the two camps confront each other, they must be bound to others. No matter what the original intention of getting deeply involved, the two sides will go to the end, and this position will definitely be greater than right and wrong."

The man's cold and thin words flowed slowly through Shen Qing's chest like a winter stream.

6 Jingxing said cold words, and his hand stroking her head did not stop.

Shen Qing looked up again. His face was flat and his jaw was firm.

"The plan is secret, and the decisiveness is serious," the man said the short eight words, but he was covered with swords and swords.

Perhaps it was because Shen Qing looked up at her and watched her for a little longer. The man looked down and met her gaze. He turned to let go of her hand and let her go.

Shen Qing happened to take a step back, but the eyes he looked at the man still had not retracted.

After a while, 6 Jingxing received the phone call, and Shen Qing then spoke, "Yu Siqi?"

"Yeah," the man responded shallowly.

He threw his phone on the sand on one side and walked towards the dining room.

Shen Qing followed behind him and asked in a low voice, "Are you blaming me?"

The man's steps did not stop, but he did not agree to her words.

"If I were not pregnant and not floating, your friend who had been with you for a long time would not go to the big dye vat in Seoul,

He is a soldier, not like you. In politics, he is a novice. The situation in Seoul is unstable, and if you are not careful, you will be crushed to pieces. He is not as meticulous as you, not as wise as you, and not as sharp as you have a keen sense of politics. 6 Jingxing, do you regret it, right?" Shen Qing's words were asked smoothly and steadily, more like a declarative sentence.

After the words ended, the man stopped and looked back at Shen Qing. Nancy saw this.

The servants were dismissed and the living room was left for the couple.

"No," he replied, his words firmly.

"When I didn't go, I was ready to take a detour. Ayou, don't think about it." He didn't regret that life has both tolerance and gain, but the road he walked was a little bumpy and a little further.

Never regretted it.

"6 Jingxing," Shen Qing called out lightly, and the man looked at her.

Shen Qing was talking for a long time.

The man said, "I have some ideas, and my ideas are limited to guilt for my friends, reflection on my lack of ability,

Ayou, don’t think too much, huh?"

As for Yu Siqi, if you take a detour, you will inevitably have to bear more things.

In the evening, Jingxing served Shen Qing for a meal. Near the eleven weeks, Jingxing personally told the kitchen to keep up with the nutrition.

And keeping up with nutrition will inevitably lead to something that Shen Qing doesn’t like.
To be continued...