Sweet crazy!The cold lawyer Song married at an early age

Chapter 408 Wanwan Little Rich Woman

In the early morning, a ray of sunlight jumped on the bed. Shen Wanyi opened his eyes, and his mind gradually became empty. Fragmented scenes of last night emerged in his mind. He remembered that he had drunk some wine and seemed to be drunk. He vaguely saw Song Shichen.

She unplugged the fully charged mobile phone on the table and checked the time. "Awake, does your head still hurt?" The man reached out and pinched her cheek. The soft touch made him love it.

She drank last night and was very noisy. I had to torture her for a long time before she took the hangover medicine. She kept saying she missed home and I had to coax her for a long time before she fell asleep.

Shen Wanyi had already slowed down her movements, but she didn't expect Song Shichen to wake up. She shook her head, "Did you pick me up last night?"

"Well, don't drink too much outside next time," Song Shichen slid his cool fingertips to her face. She couldn't imagine what would happen if she encountered danger if he didn't go to answer it.

This situation was inevitable, and Shen Wanyi had no choice but to lower her head and rub the man's chin, then quietly raised her eyes to see his expression, "I know, did I say anything last night?"

She suddenly remembered that she would talk nonsense every time she drank, and she would speak the truth after drinking. This time, she didn't know what she said that she shouldn't have said.

Song Shichen was very satisfied with Shen Wanyi's rare initiative, "You said you wanted to go home." Seeing her instantly relieved, he narrowed his eyes, "Are you hiding something from me?"

"No..." Shen Wanyi's breath just relaxed again, trying to keep a normal expression and quietly changing the subject, "I want to go back and see you later. It's getting late, I should get up..."

She got up from the bed, washed up, opened the closet to look for clothes, and saw a few skirts with tags on them. She took them out and turned to Song Shichen, "Did you buy these?"

The skirt is light green in early spring, with distinct and layered colors. The design is unique and ingenious, skillfully combining classical and modern elements. The hem has tassels, which makes it sway gracefully when walking.

Last time when I was on a business trip in Shanghai, I passed by a store and Song Shichen fell in love with this dress at first sight. He thought of how beautiful Shen Wanyi would look in it, as if it was tailor-made for her and no one was more suitable than her.

"It will look good on you." In his impression, Shen Wanyi seldom wore skirts.

You don't need to guess to know that the price is high. Shen Wanyi's eyes were filled with anger, "The price is also good, I guess you won't be able to wear it after buying it."

She didn't like wearing skirts since she was a child, and she had no chance to wear them after she started working in the hospital. They were cumbersome and inconvenient for her to work.

Song Shichen looked at her with deep eyes, subconsciously thinking that she was worried about the price, "Money is not a problem, as long as you like it."

He only wanted the best for her.

Shen Wanyi didn't mean that. She thought it was a waste to buy the skirt but not wear it. She hung it back in the closet and couldn't help but sigh, "It seems that Song Lu makes a lot of money."

"Wanwan is also a wealthy woman, what's mine is yours." Song Shichen stood up and stood in front of the full-length mirror with Shen Wanyi. Their eyes met in the mirror.

Whether it's true or not, it does make people happy.

Shen Wanyi turned around, raised the man's chin with her slender fingertips, and gently pressed his lips, "You are good at coaxing people. You have coaxed them a lot in the past."

The fingertips lingering on her lips were warm. Song Shichen grabbed her hand that was about to go down. He raised his eyebrows and smiled, "But I only coaxed you."

Seeing his serious expression, Shen Wanyi wanted to tease him, "Don't you have an ex?"

"You have?" the man asked instead of answering.