Love at the Right Time

When Shi Qingqiu suddenly played so much, Wen Qinghan couldn't do anything about her, but in his heart he loved her such happy appearance.

Seeing that the men and women on the first floor suddenly became warm and welcoming on the second floor, they were busy cleaning up their papers, coughing one after another.

Shi Qingqiu smiled at Wen Qinghan with his hands behind him. Wen Qinghan glanced at the first floor and said coldly: "I'm off work and I have an uncomfortable throat. Go home and drink some granules."

Her cold voice seemed to merge with the coolness of autumn, making everyone tremble, and thinking about the attack and suffering problem that Shi Qingqiu just mentioned, almost everyone was holding back a smile.

Everyone cleaned up their desktops and left. Wen Qinghan went back to the office to put on his suit jackets, came out with briefcases, closed the door and held Shi Qingqiu's hand, and asked as he walked: "What bad things have you done?"

Shi Qingqiu hugged her arm with the other hand, and said innocently: "How can I do anything bad? I just came up to give you coffee, just want to see what you look like when you receive your client."

Two people went downstairs, Wen Qinghan frowned to look at her, and met her innocent expression, and then thought about the state of the people on the first floor just now.

I sighed again in my heart, forget it, just be happy.

After going downstairs, Wen Qinghan inspected the pantry. Shi Qingqiu also walked around to check if there was any need to correct him. By the way, he asked, "Why is Boss Wen alone today? Isn't she in the law firm?"

"Well, she has something to go out and gave me the key." Wen Qinghan walked out and waited for Shi Qingqiu. Seeing when Qingqiu focused on checking, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows and said, "Let's go, lady boss, I will turn off the switch."

Shi Qingqiu walked over and shook her hands, and the two left together.

During the rush hour, the car ran into traffic as soon as it turned out.

As the tortoise was driving, Wen Qinghan asked without squinting, "Qingqiu, where do you want to eat? Do you have a goal?"

"Well, go to Binjiang Avenue. The newly opened one. Sister Fang posted a picture in the circle of friends and said it was delicious." Shi Qingqiu leaned over and held the phone to Wen Qinghan's side.

"Well, let's play with your phone for a while." Wen Qinghan glanced at it, and then continued to drive.

This "for a while" was nearly an hour, and the traffic jam was too serious. It was about half an hour before Shi Qingqiu said he went to Binjiang Avenue to drive smoothly.

There are almost no seats in the store, but fortunately, a seat was booked early in the early autumn. This store is newly opened. Wen Qinghan remembered that he hadn't seen it a few times before. No wonder it was so popular.

As soon as Wen Qinghan entered, she took Shi Qingqiu's hand. It was cold, she immediately stuffed it into her pocket and asked in a low voice, "Is it cold?"

"Fortunately, it's not too long since I came from the parking lot." Shi Qingqiu drew five fingers contentedly, letting her open her palms to wrap her.

The shop was noisy. The waiter noticed them and hurriedly greeted them: "Hello, there are no more seats in the shop. Do you have any reservations?"

Shi Qingqiu smiled and replied, "Yes, I booked a box. I'll give you the phone number."

The young waitress took a closer look, her eyes widened, and stammered: "You...you...you are not that..."

"Shhh..." Shi Qingqiu blinked his clear and agile eyes and said in a low voice: "Keep your secrets, my safety is on you."

The waiter reacted and looked around at once, then turned to his side, with a little more unbearable excitement in his smile, "No problem, I will take you to the box, follow me, you lower your head a little, be careful ."

Today's Shi Qingqiu seems a little cute, Wen Qinghan's eyes are soft, and she silently allows her to hold her, followed the waiter to avoid the noisy shop center with customers, and slipped into the small box smoothly.

Wen Qinghan asked Shi Qingqiu to order something. After finishing the order, he smiled and shook his head, indicating that he didn't need to order more.

Shi Qingqiu turned his head and smiled politely to the waiter just now: "Then this will happen first, I will trouble you."

The waiter wrote on the list, and then asked shyly: "Well, Qingqiu, is your mobile phone number for booking your seat?"

Shi Qingqiu shook his head clearly, and his eyes cunningly stretched out his hand to point to Wen Qinghan: "It's hers, not mine."

As a public figure, where would she dare to reserve a seat with her mobile phone number? Yang Xiao was used before, but Wen Qinghan was used during this time.

The waiter's expression wilted all at once, looking very disappointed. Looking at Wen Qinghan again, his face was cold, and it seemed that cold air was radiating from her body, making people afraid to talk.

She thought about it, and asked Shi Qingqiu with her hands together pitifully: "Then can you sign for me? Just sign any one..."

"Okay, this is fine."

Shi Qingqiu readily agreed, and the waiter left the box happily after a "yeah".

Wen Qinghan poured a cup of tea and pushed it to Shi Qingqiu, then touched her hand, still feeling cold, and suggested, "Qingqiu, do you want to sit here?"

They were sitting face to face. Although they could see each other, Wen Qinghan wanted Shi Qingqiu to sit closer at this moment and be able to put his hands in his pockets.

"Okay." That was what Shi Qingqiu was waiting for.

After changing positions, Shi Qingqiu logically put a hand into Wen Qinghan's suit pocket, and Wen Qinghan touched her fingertips, thinking of the waiter's surprise expression after receiving her response, she couldn't help but curl her lips slightly. : "You should pay attention to signing in the future. Don't sign any contract that shouldn't be signed."

Shi Qingqiu couldn't help sitting closer again, shaking Wen Qinghan's clothes and following her words: "Even if you sign the contract, you will redeem me."

Wen Qinghan's eyes narrowed slightly, with a smile: "How do you know that I will redeem it?"

Shi Qingqiu was happy, took out her hand and hugged her, relying on no one in the box to see, he whispered in an angry tone in her ear: "No, you can't start chaos and end, I'm yours... …"

"Oh?" Wen Qinghan turned to look, his eyes seemed to be smiling, "Why didn't you admit that it was me a few days ago?"

Shi Qingqiu took a deep breath, with a bitter look in his eyes, and an annoyed tone: "Wen Qinghan, you count me! What happened a few days ago, you still hold your grudges now!"

When I talked to her about the class reunion the other day, she said that she was also hers anyway, and I would clean up when I came back. Shi Qingqiu was embarrassed, but didn't admit it. Now that the topic has changed, Wen Qinghan has been seamlessly connected again.

Wen Qinghan said thoughtfully: "No, it just remembered suddenly. Our time boss has a bad memory, and he is not mine for a while, and he is for a while."

"Wen Qinghan!" Shi Qingqiu was so angry that she wanted to bite her.

She covered Qingqiu's lips with her palms and whispered softly: "You can bite again at home, you can bite it anyway."

When Shi Qingqiu's lips touched Wen Qinghan's palm, seeing her gentle and self-assured appearance, with a thought, he stretched out the tip of her tongue and licked her palm. Then, Shi Qingqiu saw Wen Qinghan's ears reddening at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Qingqiu, you..."

Shi Qingqiu chuckled and pulled her hand down, sliding the palm of her hand and knuckles over her lips one after another until she reached her fingertips. Wen Qinghan watched Shi Qingqiu's red lips open and close, and then lightly bit his middle finger.

Wen Qinghan froze in an instant, and countless intimacy scenes flashed through his mind, and his ears were so hot.

"Okay, let's not trouble you. What happened to your client today? It seems to be very annoying." Shi Qingqiu blushed and pulled her hands down and held them together, seeing Wen Qinghan in his eyes. Joy after being shy.

Wen Qinghan coughed lightly, and a trace of clarity slipped out of his mind, and grasped Shi Qingqiu's hand: "It's nothing, it's her husband cheating. She is now going to sue for divorce and want to get custody of the child..."

Shi Qingqiu listened attentively, still thinking about how rare it is that Lawyer Wen is shy.

Sometimes she felt that Wen Qinghan would not be ashamed, and she said everything directly. Now it seems that she may have mastered the method that makes Wen Qinghan shy, even if this method will make her ashamed first.

As night fell, Wen Qinghan and Shi Qingqiu left the Japanese restaurant and planned to take a walk before returning. Wen Qinghan thought for a while and drove to Times Square.

The weather is no longer warm, and there are obviously fewer people coming out for a walk. Even the small stall selling cotton candy no longer surrounds the crowd like summer, only one person is waiting.

Wen Qinghan asked, "Qingqiu, do you want to eat marshmallows?"

"Okay, do you want to eat it? I don't want to eat it myself." Shi Qingqiu agreed to come down and didn't forget to share it with Wen Qinghan.

Wen Qinghan smiled and said, "I will eat with you."

They went over together, and the customer who bought the cotton candy just left, Wen Qinghan said, "Brother, help me make one."

"Okay, wait a minute." The hawker greeted him with a smile, just like in summer, without slacking off because of the scarcity of customers.

This scene was a bit familiar, and Wen Qinghan was in a daze.

Half a year ago, they had just got married, and she was still thinking about how to tell Shi Qingqiu that no matter what happened in the future, she would be the invulnerable armor.

"Why did we eat one?" Shi Qingqiu's voice pulled her back to the present.

She clenched her hands tightly, her indifferent tone softened: "It's so late. Don't eat too much sweet. It is enough for the two of us. If you still want to eat, we will come early tomorrow. One for each."

When Shi Qingqiu was about to answer, the hawker interrupted: "It’s not too sweet at night. You two can usually eat a whole. Forget it for the big evening. It’s good to eat half of it for one person. ."

Wen Qinghan looked at each other with Shi Qingqiu and then frowned. Thinking that he saw Shi Qingqiu not being too enthusiastic, he stretched his eyebrows and asked, "Brother, do you recognize us?"

"How can I not recognize it?" The hawker smiled, "The beauty next to me is still a big star, and I recognize it even more. And you have been together, sometimes you come alone, you two are so beautiful, I remember clearly. ."

The hawker was still smiling, reached out and took a bamboo stick, and began to circle the heater in the middle of the marshmallow machine, wrapping the white sugar thread layer by layer.

However, this marshmallow has not yet been imported, and Shi Qingqiu's heart is sweet and sour. Can’t tell if it is sweeter or more sour.

She thought of Wen Qinghan who came to this place by herself at that time, buying her favorite marshmallow by herself, and eating bite by bite by herself.

Maybe they were on the phone at that time, or maybe Wen Qinghan just finished this thing in silence. Then when he returned home, no one knew what the man did after work or dinner. The next day, he was so shrewd and decisive.

As if feeling Shi Qingqiu's emotions, Wen Qinghan stepped forward slightly, blocking her body in front of her, preventing her from becoming vulnerable and unreliable.

Shi Qingqiu lowered his head, with his forehead resting on Wen Qinghan's back shoulder, listening to her talking to the vendor in front: "Now the weather is cold, we are still worried that we will not be able to buy it."

The hawker laughed and said, "That can't. I'm here every day. If I have something, my wife will come and watch it. But when the weather is cold, I have to go back earlier. No one will come out at night. I'll just do this for you. It's closed."

"Now, take it."

Wen Qinghan handed the money over and thanked him with a smile: "Thank you." Then he turned around, put his arms around Shi Qingqiu's shoulders, and the two walked back together.

"It's still hot, just right, take a bite." Wen Qinghan handed the marshmallow over, with a rare seductive tone.

Shi Qingqiu's eyes were hot, and she couldn't help holding Wen Qinghan's arm, stopped under the street lamp, and took a small bite with Wen Qinghan's movements.

"How about? Sweet or not?" Wen Qinghan lowered his head to accommodate her.

"Well, sweet, you eat too." Shi Qingqiu's voice trembled slightly, and his eyes were a little wet.

Wen Qinghan took a big bite, and then chewed it indifferently. It was a far cry from the usual elegant appearance. While biting, he said, "I don't know where the cotton candy machine is sold. If I can buy one back Home is just fine. Just put it in the kitchen and make it ourselves when we want to eat. That’s much more convenient.”

Shi Qingqiu smiled, watching Wen Qinghan intently taking another bite.

It's like watching her over the past few years, watching her finish eating a marshmallow by herself, or maybe not.

This scene is spliced ​​with many fragments in Shi Qingqiu's mind. When Wen Qinghan lived alone, when Wen Qinghan was holding a pillow, when Wen Qinghan went out to buy marshmallows alone.

Everything seems to have no reason, but the source of everything is her.

Shi Qingqiu's tears could no longer be kept, dripping down. How could she let Wen Qinghan spend so many years alone? How could she not feel it at all? How could she have never thought that there would be such a possibility?

Wen Qinghan suddenly took another big bite, and the torn sugar thread covered her mouth and chin.

"Yeah... I bit too much..." She was vague, frowned, but looked at Shi Qingqiu's eyes, but there was a touch of distress hidden in her eyes.

"Fool, what are you doing with biting such a big mouth?" Shi Qingqiu laughed and cursed with tears, leaning close to her and hugging her neck, biting the candy that she hadn't eaten.

They approached little by little, their lips touched softly together, Wen Qinghan stretched out his arm to hold Shi Qingqiu's waist, and licked Shi Qingqiu's lips unconsciously, "Sweet?"

Shi Qingqiu learned how she once teased herself, curled her lips and said with a smile: "Sweet, I have never eaten such sweet."

Wen Qinghan smiled at the corners of her lips, wiped away the tears on her cheeks, turned around, held her shoulders and continued walking back, handed the cotton candy over and let her take a bite, and then said if something happened: " I think we still have to find a way to buy a marshmallow machine. If the winter is so cold, and if we don’t want to go out on weekends and want to eat marshmallows, we can make them at home.”

Shi Qingqiu sniffed and said with a smile: "No, I don't want to eat often. It's better to come here occasionally. Wouldn't it be great to take a walk? Also, what you cook is definitely not as delicious as that of other brothers."

"It turns out that I hate that I can't make marshmallows." Wen Qinghan smiled, and his brows were relaxed, "Okay, then it's up to you."

She looked at Shi Qingqiu and smiled. Some emotions that didn't need to be expressed in words were all known to the other party as her eyes flowed around.

It doesn't matter how many years have passed, and how many days have passed.

She saw herself in those shiny eyes.