The president is cold during the day and kisses at night

Chapter 195 Wen Qing took the initiative once

Wen Qing knew that these were words of comfort to her.

"Maybe," she said.

Shang Yinghan didn't say much about the matter, and straightened her neckline: "It's time for us to go home."

Wen Qing obediently got off the bed.

This is the bed in the lounge. She didn't know when she was brought in, or when Shang Yinghan replaced the masseuse, but seeing him when she woke up would make her feel a lot happier.

But she didn't show it fully, she kept her thoughts well hidden.

……

Lao Bai is not driving back to the manor tonight.

It was Shang Yinghan who drove the car himself, while Wen Qing sat in the co-pilot.

On the way back, Wen Qing chattered non-stop like a little sparrow, telling him all the interesting things about filming in today's film crew.

The shadows outside the window passed over his engraved profile, and he had a gentle expression, no matter what she said, he would respond.

Sometimes when she quieted down and stopped talking, Shang Yinghan would take the initiative to mention some things that interested her. She never felt uncomfortable for a moment, and the atmosphere was very relaxed.

Gradually, I got used to having him by my side.

The word 'habit' made Wen Qing's heart skip a beat.

This is not a good habit...

When the car stopped and waited for the traffic lights, Wen Qing suddenly mentioned: "Uncle Wu, Chen Jian reported your itinerary to me today."

Shang Yinghan put his hands on the steering wheel, the cuffs of his white shirt showed an inch, and the Qing letter on the watch was facing Wen Qing, her eyes were attracted for a few seconds, and then she heard him say: "I told Chen Jianbao For you."

After a pause, he turned to look at her and said, "If you don't like this, you won't do it in the future."

"Uncle Fifth, I..." She was thinking about how to answer this question.

Shang Yinghan reached out and held her hand: "This matter shouldn't bother you, it's because I didn't think carefully."

She shook her head and explained: "Uncle Wu, this matter doesn't bother me, I just think it's not good."

Shang Yinghan asked her: "What's wrong, let's talk about it."

Wen Qingbian said what was in his heart: "Other married men wish their wives would ignore their schedules and report every day, how depressing it would be. Don't all married men like freedom? ."

Shang Yinghan pursed his lips and said with a low laugh, "Where did you hear these fallacies?"

Wen Qing replied seriously: "How can it be a fallacy, this is the voice of most married men."

"According to what you said, my married consciousness has not been included in the voices of most men, and I need to make more progress."

His words fell.

The green light is on.

The car drives slowly.

Shang Yinghan turned the steering wheel with one hand, his bony hand was extremely eye-catching, Wen Qing's eyes fell on his hand and the watch on his wrist again.

Because her gaze was too focused, it was difficult for Shang Yinghan to notice it, so he asked her, "Do you like this watch?"

Wen Qing retracted his gaze and said, "No, I just think it looks good."

Shang Yinghan smiled but said nothing.

It was almost eight o'clock in the evening when the two returned to the manor.

Uncle Xun had already prepared dinner, and Shang Yinghan led her to the dining room. The two sets of tableware seemed to be light, so Shang Yinghan opened a chair for her and sat down: "No matter how much you eat in the afternoon, how can you eat now?" It's time to digest, eat less and exercise later, and it will be digested."

Wen Qing said: "How can you exercise when you are full?"

She thought it was another sport between husband and wife.

But Shang Yinghan said seriously: "It should be okay for a walk."

Wen Qing: "..." I lost all face.

All the dishes were served, very sumptuous, and all of them were made by Uncle Xun.

Wen Qing looked at the delicious food on the table, and couldn't say what not to eat.

Moreover, those who ate at the crew in the afternoon, this point has indeed been digested.

After dinner, Shang Yinghan took her for a walk. The huge manor was brightly lit.

Wen Qing is not very familiar with the various places in the manor, but as long as Shang Yinghan is around, she doesn't have to worry about anything.

He took her hand, and the two of them strolled along the cobblestone path, with uneven bamboos planted on both sides of the path, lush and green.

There was no one else around but her and him.

Wen Qing didn't know how to describe her current mood, her hand was held by him, she slowly pulled it out, took advantage of the situation to hold his arm, and said a little embarrassedly: "Uncle Wu, we feel that we are a bit like the old man old wife."

Shang Yinghan hummed.

Wen Qing felt that this answer was too perfunctory, and said: "Old husband and wife are family."

Shang Yinghan replied: "Old couples are love at first, and love at the end."

Wen Qing thinks it makes sense, to grow old together, love is more than family affection.

Taking advantage of this situation, she asked, "Uncle Wu, what do you like about me?"

Shang Yinghan didn't look at her, but just looked ahead: "Does liking need a reason?"

"Of course I need it. There's no place in this world where I like it for no reason." She replied.

Shang Yinghan looked down at her: "Wen Qing."

Wen Qing looked up: "Huh?"

He said slowly: "There are loves in this world for no reason, and they don't need a reason. Just like, you don't have so many reasons for me. I only want you, that is, I like you."

Wen Qing wanted to say, isn't this love at first sight?
But thinking about how many years younger than him, she was still young when she fell in love at first sight, so naturally it couldn't be said.

……

The night is beautiful.

Rows of second-class protected birds are resting on the tall spiers of the manor.

The moonlight shines down and intertwines with the lights in the front garden, making it difficult to tell whether the moon is too bright tonight or the lights are too bright.A gust of night wind blew slowly, the slap-like leaves of the sycamore tree above his head made a faint sound, and some mottled light and shadow fell on his shoulders.

For some reason, Wen Qing is in a very good mood today, so good that she is more willing to take the initiative.

The young girl's heart throbbed at the moment, and she made a bold move, slowly tiptoed, raised her head, and touched the corners of his lips like a dragonfly.

Just one click, and her feet are flat.

Then continue to maintain the posture of raising the head, with curved eyebrows and bright almond eyes.

Shang Yinghan looked at her, as if he was reminiscing about the kiss she took the initiative just now. After a long time, he said: "Your initiative means a lot to me."

She wondered how important it was.

Shang Yinghan stretched out his hand and pulled her in front of her, she bumped straight into his arms, she let out a soft cry, he raised his hand to hold her face, looked at her seriously, and called her name seriously: "Smell light."

She responded obediently: "Yes."

Shang Yinghan asked her: "If your family members come back at this time and want to pick you up, we may never meet again in this life, will you go with them?"

This sudden idea stunned Wen Qingwen.

She didn't think about whether to go or not, but she couldn't answer the question at all.

She thought that if she couldn't answer this question, did that mean that her heart was already on him, so she couldn't answer this question because she couldn't make a choice...

(End of this chapter)