The president is cold during the day and kisses at night

Chapter 175 How Much Shang Yinghan Loves Her

Wen Qing was relieved, and stood here waiting for Shang Yinghan to come over.

Shang Yinghan opened the car door and got out of the car. When he raised his eyes, he saw her standing on the steps.His face was full of tenderness, and he strode forward with a box of things in his hand.

Wen Qing only glanced at the things in his hand, and didn't see what it was from a distance away.Light returned to him, the same three-piece suit as always, with pure black vertical stripes, no tie, the cuffs of the shirt were an inch longer than the jacket, and a chain brooch on the chest.

Formal and eye-catching.

It's easy to fall for one look.

Shang Yinghan had already walked in front of her, and after hearing the light, he came back to his senses and raised his head slightly to look at him: "Fifth Uncle, you are back."

"Ah."

He took her hand and walked in: "Waiting for me here?"

His hand was wrapped in his palm, dry but warm.

Wen Qing shook his head quickly: "No, I saw you coming back just after I got down, it's just a coincidence."

After speaking, she laughed a few times to herself.

Uncle Xun, who was walking by, was affected by her emotions and secretly smiled.

Wen Qing didn't pay attention to see what Shang Yinghan was carrying, only took a closer look after he came in, it looked like a cake...

Just thinking about it, Shang Yinghan opened the box.

A delicate and small taro paste cake appeared in front of her eyes.

"Wow." She opened her mouth in surprise.

Shang Yinghan handed her a beautiful little fork: "I think, among the three flavors of strawberry, chocolate, and mashed taro, your first choice should be mashed taro, so I bought it."

Wen Qing opened her almond eyes wide: "Did you buy it for me?"

He nodded.

Wen Qing happily took the small fork: "Uncle Wu, among the three flavors you mentioned, I do like mashed taro better. If there is no mashed taro, I will choose strawberry."

Shang Yinghan: "You can also look forward to tomorrow's."

"Okay."

She felt as if she was flying up and floating in the clouds, and she felt full of sweetness before eating the cake.

After taking a bite, when the cream melted in the mouth, the eyebrows and eyes also relaxed.

There was some cream on the corner of her mouth when she took the first bite. He saw that he stretched out his hand and wiped the corner of her mouth lightly with his fingertips: "Although it's all yours, you can't eat too much. Although the cream is delicate, it will still hurt if you eat too much." greasy."

"I know." She forked a piece and fed it to his mouth: "So you can solve most of it, so it won't be wasted."

She is a dancer and knows how to restrain her figure best.

Eating too much butter is not afraid of getting fat, the main reason is that it contains a lot of sugar, which is not good for the skin.

Shang Yinghan tasted the cake she fed, Wen Qing forked another piece and fed it to his mouth, he said: "Save some appetite, we will eat later."

Wen Qing did not: "Eat."

Shang Yinghan had no choice but to open his mouth and eat every piece of cake she fed.

Uncle Xun and the servant next to him were dumbfounded.

It's not that the husband doesn't like sweets, it's just that he eats very little and rarely touches it, but he eats most of the cake in order to make his wife happy.

This cake is mainly based on the delicate creamy taste and the delicate appearance of the decoration. It is only the size of a fist, and I ate three bites in total, and Shang Yinghan took care of the rest.

She smiled wickedly: "Uncle Wu, if you buy cakes tomorrow, you should eat them."

He wiped the corner of his mouth with a tissue: "Don't like it?"

"No, I just want to make you uncomfortable." When she said this, her expression was particularly vivid.

He put the tissue beside him, rolled the Adam's apple under his neck slightly, walked over and put his arms around her waist: "Go back to the room."

The smug expression on Wen Qing's face immediately subsided: "Why go back to the room?"

With a very serious and serious attitude, he lowered his voice and said in her ear, "It's all because of me that makes you uncomfortable. Check it out and give you some medicine."

Wen Qing blushed.

"Who... wants you to take the medicine!" She dared not speak loudly, for fear of being heard by Uncle Xun and the servant.

……

Last night, it wasn't actually hurt.

It's just that it's been too long, and it's a little congested.

Just now, she kept feeding Shang Yinghan cakes because she wanted to get revenge on him. She guessed that Shang Yinghan didn't eat desserts very much. Perhaps it should be said that men don't like desserts very much.

But he was willing to take everything he ordered and ate every mouthful she was fed, which surprised her a little.

After eating at noon, Wen Qing asked him when he would go to the company.

Shang Yinghan said: "I won't go to the company in the afternoon, I will accompany you."

With his slender fingers, he held a glass of digestive water and handed it to her: "Drink this."

Wen Qing asked what it was, and he said, "It aids digestion."

Wen Qing took it and drank it, then returned the cup to him.

This way of getting along with each other will naturally become harmonious, even more harmonious than Wen Qing imagined, she thought that if they lived with him, they would get along for a long time.

And she didn't intend to live with him forever.

People who live together for a long time will have a strong sense of dependence on the other half. She doesn't want to be able to rely too much on Shang Yinghan one day and never be able to leave him.

Shang Yinghan sat down beside her, as if he wanted to chat with her, Wen Qing threw a pillow beside her: "I'm going out later."

"I'll accompany you," he said.

"Okay."

She deserved it so quickly, which surprised him a bit.

"After dealing with the termination of the contract, where do you want to go in the afternoon?" He asked.

Wen Qingwen said: "I don't have any particular place I want to go, it's better to sleep at home."

He put his arms around her waist and pulled her closer to him: "It's fine, but your body won't be able to handle it."

He spoke so seriously, Wen Qing was silent for a few seconds before reacting, and immediately pushed him away: "I'll go back to the apartment tonight."

Shang Yinghan reminded her of what she said: "You said go back and bring some things here."

That's what she said.

It was said in the voice call in the morning.

"Well, I need to go back and clean up, and I don't live here every day, people live on both sides, you don't know..." She hesitated at the last sentence.

Shang Yinghan pulled her over and sat on his lap, "I don't know what, let me tell you."

Wen Qing didn't move in this position: "My brother was very angry when he knew that I was married to you, and scolded me. I wondered if my parents knew...whether they would kill me."

He looked straight at her.

The black pupils looked like a bottomless cold pool. He stared at her for a long time before asking, "Do you regret it?"

Wen Qing felt that his eyes were too aggressive, and she couldn't bear it. She was afraid of his eyes before, and said with a guilty conscience: "We are married by agreement, as you said, as long as I want to leave, you will let me go .”

He hummed, and said: "My words always count, but..." He raised his hand to cover one side of her face, and reminded her: "On the day you leave, you must tell me yourself, don't sneak away. "

Wen Qing suddenly felt that his eyes were broken.

But his promise to her was still firm.

She didn't know that Shang Yinghan compromised so much because he was confident enough to make her fall in love with him, but there is no absolute possibility, and he was just gambling.

Wen Qing didn't think about the future either, because she didn't know how much she would love him in the future.

She immediately softened her voice: "Uncle Wu, can you support me today?"

He didn't ask anything, so he agreed to her: "Okay."

(End of this chapter)