Love at the Right Time

Wen Qinghan couldn't finish the extra glutinous rice **** in her bowl. The quantity of one bowl was just enough. Now that there are a few more, she really can't eat it anymore.

After paying the bill, Wen Qinghan took out a mask from her pocket for Shi Qingqiu to wear. Just in case, she always wears a mask with her. No matter how many times she can go out with Shi Qingqiu, this habit has never happened. Changed.

There were more and more people in the night market. With masks covering them, Shi Qingqiu didn't need to cover them too much and took off his glasses. I don't know who grabbed the hand first, and walked down one way, but no one let go.

"Qingqiu, are you satisfied with your current life?" Wen Qinghan asked suddenly, without looking back, as if asking casually.

"Now?" Shi Qingqiu turned to look at her, her doubtful voice was slightly hidden by the mask, only a pair of similarly suspicious eyes were revealed.

"Well, now." Wen Qinghan pulled her into the gap between the crowds, and finally slowed down when the crowd was no longer crowded, and turned to look at her. The lights from the stalls on both sides of the night market illuminate her. Facing her face, she raised the hands of the two and said: "It's like this, I mean this."

Is this kind of married life? Shi Qingqiu thought for a while. There is no need to worry about maintaining love. You can live peacefully and steadily every day. Why not be satisfied?

The corners of Shi Qingqiu’s lips gradually raised, and the free hand supported Wen Qinghan’s arm. He smiled and said, “I think it’s very good. We studied the same major. Although I am not better than you, But it’s okay to have a chat at ordinary times. And our feelings won’t burden our relationships, will they?”

So if she wanted love, would it become Shi Qingqiu's "burden"? Wen Qinghan's eyes were a little lost, and soon disappeared again.

Shi Qingqiu's eyebrows were curved, and the corners of her lips covered by the mask should be curved upwards and smiling. Wen Qinghan pursed her lips and smiled, and replied, "Yes, you like it."

"Qing Han, are we going back now?" After the previous topic was over, Shi Qingqiu started another conversation.

She felt that when she was with Wen Qinghan, the probability of waiting for Wen Qinghan to take the initiative to chat with her was too small, but as long as she said, Wen Qinghan would answer. So she took the second place and took the initiative to find a topic.

"Well, do you want to eat something else?"

Shi Qingqiu shook her head, and she was annoyed when she mentioned this, "No, it's an exception tonight, if I get fat, would you help me lose it?"

It’s really hard for Qingqiu to get fat in real time. When I was in school, my parents gave me a lot of pocket money, so occasionally I would find a few classmates to gather together. Suppers were a lot of food. Sometimes I even lose weight. Wen Qinghan recalled, and glanced at her tall figure again, with a very shallow smile on the corner of her lips.

But since the supper was introduced by someone, he would naturally run into acquaintances. Wen Qinghan and Shi Qingqiu didn't go far before they ran into two male lawyers from another law firm. The two men stopped first, and their eyes collided with Wen Qinghan. One was pleasantly surprised and the other liked to hear.

"Attorney Wen, what a coincidence, you are here too."

The man who spoke was much taller than the one beside him, half a head taller than Wen Qinghan in high heels, with handsome features, gentle and calm features, and seemed to make people feel very good.

Wen Qinghan only looked at him lightly, the temperature in his eyes faded, and the corners of his lips raised lightly: "Lawyer Cheng." Then he said to the smiling man next to him: "Lawyer He."

Shi Qingqiu didn't speak, and nodded and said hello to the man in front of him, then looked down at the hand held by Wen Qinghan. She remembered that she wanted to loosen it subconsciously just now, but was held back in time by Wen Qinghan, tighter and more intimate, her fingers clasped together.

Cheng Haotian glanced at the direction they came, and smiled: "Lawyer Wen, we are still familiar with this place. Why don't you say anything if you want to come, I'm good to be a landlord with Lao He."

When the meeting ended in the afternoon, I mentioned the night market here. At that time, most people were interested. Only Wen Qinghan did not express his opinion. He thought that Wen Qinghan did not like to eat supper, but he did not expect that he brought his friends.

He Xiang, who was named, also echoed: "Yes, but it's not too late. Otherwise, let's have something to eat? Let us have a chance to treat."

Wen Qinghan remained indifferent, with a faint smile on his lips: "Actually, it doesn't need to be troublesome. I don't really like eating supper."

He Xiang is obviously an active person. This refusal for the first time did not make him restrain, but he became more enthusiastic. He took a step closer and said, "Lawyer Wen, you don't know about it. We are so famous here. It’s rare for everyone to come here, how can you not taste it? And you also brought a friend, maybe this lady is interested?"

If he changed his words to someone else, he might feel softened, but who is Wen Qinghan? She has never eaten this set, but it's really difficult under such circumstances. She turned to look at Shi Qingqiu, with more solemn and questioning eyes, frowning her eyebrows.

Shi Qingqiu saw clearly just now that the man who was called "Lawyer Cheng" by Wen Qinghan had surprise and admiration in his eyes at the moment he saw Wen Qinghan. He likes Wen Qinghan, there is no doubt about it.

Wen Qinghan squeezed her hand between the lightning and flint, and looked very solemnly in her usual unwavering eyes. It seemed that there were still some imperceptible expectations.

In Wen Qinghan's eyes, Shi Qingqiu nodded slowly. It will be made public sooner or later, and there is no need to let these unnecessary things continue.

"Sorry." Wen Qinghan stretched her eyebrows to meet the expectant gaze of the man in front of him. After seeing the puzzled expressions of the two men, she slightly raised her hands clasped with Shi Qingqiu's fingers, and her lips curled up." This is my love, I came with her, and we are now planning to go back."

When she said these words, she always kept a shallow smile, and her tone was softer and more convincing than before. At least after listening, the two men were not only extremely surprised, but there was no reason to leave Wen Qinghan.

"Sorry, I was abrupt. I'm sorry, attorney Wen, please do it." Cheng Haotian was the first to react. He pulled the dumbfounded He Xiang sideways to make way for them, but his eyes were tightly locked with Wen Qinghan. I hope I can see a little bit of illusion.

But it is a pity that Wen Qinghan's gentleness is not obvious, but it is truly revealed, which he has never seen before.

"Thank you." Wen Qinghan thanked him and left with Shi Qingqiu's hand.

The noisy voices finally returned to her ears. Shi Qingqiu smiled, looked at her and said, "Do you know that person liked you just now?"

"I know." Wen Qinghan rubbed his right thumb on Shi Qingqiu's left tiger's mouth. The more noisy, the more obvious the skin-to-skin sensation. After a few seconds, she looked at Shi Qingqiu and smiled slightly: "But None of these things have anything to do with me. I'm already married, right?"

At this moment, Shi Qingqiu almost took off her mask, wanting to ask her seriously, do you really regret it? If you really don't go to have a good relationship, do you really tie the rest of your life to yourself?

However, Shi Qingqiu couldn't ask for half a word. Wen Qinghan was never a person who would act impulsively. Everything she decided was sufficiently deliberate, even in the face of unpredictable results.

In the end, Shi Qingqiu only smiled back, "Well, yes."

I hope you will not regret it, and will never leave me in the days to come. If one day, we are born with a bond, then this relationship will happen to be our end, if it is not there, it does not matter, the mind is free of distracting thoughts, and it will be more permanent.

Back at the hotel, Wen Qinghan asked Shi Qingqiu to take a bath first, and sat at the table to read the minutes of today's meeting for a while. When Shi Qingqiu came out of the shower, she took her own nightgown in calmly.

The sound of the water began to sound like a patter, they hit the floor of the bathroom, and even slightly hit the translucent frosted glass. Because the glass door of the bathroom was closed tightly, the sound of water was a little fuzzy, but the hazy figure reflected on the glass was slender and slim. Shi Qingqiu leaned on the bedside for a few seconds before looking away, closing his eyes and waiting quietly.

There is also a pillow next to her pillow. From the day she said she wanted to accept the relationship, she had imagined such a day. She thought she would regret it, and she thought she would use some excuses to escape the arrival of this day, to escape herself from sharing the bed with Wen Qinghan in a sober consciousness and in a marriage relationship.

But at this time, she was very calm again. Just now, Wen Qinghan has been allowed to speak about their relationship, which is equivalent to many, many things, and she also agreed.

Wen Qinghan’s bath time seems to be getting longer, longer than the last time she stayed at Shi’s house. Shi Qingqiu’s sleepiness has already surged when she sees her with long moist hair at the tail, and walks slowly. come out.

"Qingqiu, are you sleepy? You can sleep first." Wen Qinghan asked softly as he walked over.

It's not just the skin that is moisturized by the hot water, it seems that even the voice has been washed away from the chill. She is still in that refined white nightgown, and the silk fabric wraps her body softly and snugly, without a trace of coldness in the day, and a little more seductive and reverie.

"I'm not sleepy yet, I want to wait for you." Shi Qingqiu smiled, and raised a corner for her. "Qing Han, why do you take a bath longer? It's longer than the last time I washed it at my house." ."

Wen Qinghan, who had just gone to bed, was trying to draw his attention away from sharing the bed at this moment. After listening, Wen Qinghan squeezed the corner of the quilt and squeezed the corners of his lips imperceptibly, and said, "Nothing. Maybe I didn’t pay attention to the time."

When Shi Qingqiu saw Wen Qinghan lie down directly, he put his pillow flat and lay down. There was a distance of two slaps between the two people, the distance Wen Qinghan deliberately left when he went to bed.

"Go out in the morning. After a busy day, go to bed early." Shi Qingqiu said, looking at Wen Qinghan who was also lying sideways in front of him.

"I will have meetings these days, try to come back to dine with you, if you get bored, send me a message." Wen Qinghan felt ashamed, and then felt that he was about to hang Shi Qingqiu in the hotel for several times. day.

"Do you know now that you are going to have a meeting these few days?" Shi Qingqiu couldn't help but smile slightly.

"Sorry..." Wen Qinghan said softly, rising up a little, and moving to the bedside table. "If you want to go back, it's okay. I'll just..."

"Hey, no need." Shi Qingqiu leaned in to interrupt Wen Qinghan's words, pressed her hand that wanted to get the phone, and she wanted to laugh, pulled her hand back, and lay down together again, blaming it. He glanced horizontally: "Why do you want to do as soon as you say it? Do I want to go back after I said it? It's all here, and if you come, you will be at ease."

Wen Qinghan was there watching Shi Qingqiu, and saw her propping up her body over her to turn off the chandelier, leaving only a dim nightlight beside the bed. The warm yellow light enveloped a small area, just to see each other's faces, soft and beautiful.

"Then if you want to find me, send me a message, and I will try to come back." Wen Qinghan whispered, her long eyelashes trembling lightly, like a flying butterfly, attracting people's attention.

"Okay, go to sleep, good night." Shi Qingqiu said with a smile.

She glanced at Wen Qinghan's face again, remembering the phrase "love" she had just said in the night market, closing her eyes and repeating Wen Qinghan's every move after marriage in her mind. Finally, the smile on the corner of her lips finally faded. Go, fall asleep.

Shi Qingqiu's appearance is not public, as gentle as her temperament, her expression in her sleep is quiet and serene, and the light of the night light seems to coat her outline with a layer of golden brilliance, which is too beautiful to be true.

"good night."

My love, Wen Qinghan said in his heart.