Love at the Right Time

Wen Qinghan arranged for the two families to have a meal together, with the intention that Shi Qingqiu had been back for so long, because of such things, the two families had never gotten together.

It can be said that they have not been together since they got married. This is not justified. She arranged such a dinner when Shi Qingqiu was not so busy.

On Friday afternoon, Wen Qinghan left work. He first went home to pick up Shi Qingqiu. When he went to the hot pot restaurant, the two elders had already arrived, and the bottom of the pot and some side dishes were also on the table.

"Dad, Mom, why did you come so early?" Shi Qingqiu sat next to Tang Jinghui, holding her arm in the gesture of a little girl.

Tang Jinghui rubbed Shi Qingqiu's hair and said, "It's too early. Let the waiter put the bottom of the pot with the dishes. Just when you come, you can eat it."

Even if the two children have become a family, in the eyes of their parents, they are still children, and they are used to thinking about everything for them.

Shi Honglang brought a bottle of wine from the side and was about to open it: "Hey, tonight I have dinner with my family, so I can drink some wine. The old ones of us will leave one to drive without alcohol, and you two young people will discuss it by themselves."

Wen Qinghan sat next to Shi Qingqiu, took off his suit jacket and draped it on the back of the chair, with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, and said without hesitation: "I'll drink, and I will drive home Qingqiu later."

Shi Honglang filled Wen Chengxuan first, then filled himself and his wife, and finally left Zhao Wanyi, which seemed to have been discussed in advance.

The bottle was pushed here, Shi Qingqiu brought it over to Wen Qinghan, and whispered: "You drink less."

Wen Qinghan stretched out his hand to pat her leg, the corners of his lips raised slightly and said, "I know.

The hot pot set up in the middle of the dining table began to boil, and the smoke rose, as if it had also aroused the atmosphere in this box.

Wen Chengxuan and Shi Honglang touched a glass, took a sip of wine, and asked with a slight frown, "Qing Han, how is your work recently? I haven't heard much from you during the time I came back with Qingqiu."

Wen Qinghan had just picked up a piece of greens and ate it, and he was silent for a while and swallowed his lower abdomen before he calmly replied, "It's good, dad don't worry, there are no tricky cases. I just wanted to expand the scale of the law firm recently. Make plans."

Wen Chengxuan asked curiously: "Oh? Any thoughts?"

"Well, that's..."

"Hey, you father and daughter." Shi Honglang pretended to be serious and interrupted, "Why are you talking about official business again when your family eats? You talk about this, you see how we interrupted."

Wen Qinghan smiled. Wen Chengxuan glanced at Shi Honglang. After thinking about it, he changed his mouth: "Then let's talk about how everyone can pick it up. You two children, don't forget about the wedding preparations, and what are you going to do? Time to have children."

As soon as the voice fell, the box fell into a weird silence.

Zhao Wanyi was close to Wen Qinghan. Seeing Wen Qinghan's expression flat, she couldn't help touching her hand and asking, "Qinghan, don't tell me that the two of you haven't discussed this matter yet? Mom and dad are waiting."

When Honglang and his wife went to their home two days ago, they had indeed asked Shi Qingqiu about this question first. The answer was fairly satisfactory, so they did not follow Wen Chengxuan and his wife to follow-up questions.

Wen Qinghan turned her head and glanced at Qingqiu. The two of them exchanged glances, and then she turned her head and replied, "We are already considering this matter, and we all intend to have children."

Zhao Wanyi asked with a smile, "Is there any time to be considered? This year has passed most of the time. Next year, can I hold my granddaughter and go for a stroll in the garden?"

Wen Qinghan licked his lips, took a sip of wine, and then stopped saying: "This..."

How can Wen Qinghan escape this question, Zhao Wanyi stretched her head to look at Shi Qingqiu, and then smiled as if asking the bottom line: "What about Qingqiu? Any thoughts? I have to give my parents an explanation today, otherwise I will continue tomorrow. ask."

Shi Qingqiu glanced at the parents. Except for Wen Chengxuan's lack of obvious expectation, everyone's eyes fell on him. Even Tang Jinghui next to him put down his chopsticks and got close to Shi Qingqiu, holding her shoulders and whispering: "Qingqiu, speak."

Considering the result, but not considering when to implement the result. Wen Qinghan didn't know how to answer at once, and how to answer was considered to be a arbitrarily decision. After all, the two of them had not discussed the specific time.

She shook her hand on Shi Qingqiu's leg, and Shi Qingqiu knew of some undecided emotions through such actions.

Shi Qingqiu lowered her head slightly, and her thoughts drifted until after she woke up that day, she looked up again, seeing Wen Qinghan frowning, and trying to take the hand from her leg.

During this moment, she didn't know what was wrong, her heart softened and soft, and finally responded softly: "We probably can't give it to my parents at the specific time, but I have planned to start conditioning the body during this time. When you have news, you must tell your parents as soon as possible."

Wen Qinghan was startled, then turned to look at Shi Qingqiu.

They have never discussed who will give birth to their children. This is not a trivial matter. What is the difficult process of pregnancy in October, and what great pain the child should endure on the day of birth, how can this be done right now? Decided?

She had never imagined that Shi Qingqiu would suffer such pain, or that from the day she thought about having a child, she never planned to let Shi Qingqiu take care of it.

"Hey, this is almost the same, Qingqiu is much more honest than Qinghan." Zhao Wanyi retreated with satisfaction.

The two fathers liked to hear about it. Tang Jinghui smiled beside Shi Qingqiu and began to prepare for the rainy day. She said with concern: "This matter, you can't be sloppy. Then ask your parents if you have any questions. Don't be embarrassed. If you don't take good care of your body, in the future, But I want to leave the roots."

"I know, mom don't worry." Shi Qingqiu replied in a low voice with a little shyness.

She pressed Wen Qinghan's left hand on her leg. This person was honest, but suddenly she tried to take it away. When she saw, Wen Qinghan squeezed the wine glass with his right hand, his face was very dignified, and she knew that she was paying attention to what she had just said.

Wen Chengxuan greeted: "Come on, move the chopsticks, don't froze."

Several elders, you and I began to talk away from the topic, Wen Qinghan opened her mouth, and in the noisy environment, she said clearly, "Dad, I..." already.

Shi Qingqiu hurriedly sat close, tapped her chopsticks on her wine glass and interrupted, showing a little displeasure, and said to her: "Didn't I tell you to let you drink less? Still want to find dad to drink?"

"No, I am..."

"Drink less." Shi Qingqiu looked at her steadily. The expression in her eyes that had hinted that she would not say more gradually turned into a soft color. The hand under the table also touched her palm and whispered softly. : "Baby Wen, obedient."

Wen Qinghan was stunned for a moment. When Shi Qingqiu was blocked, everything was stuffed back into his stomach, and the palm of his hand was moved by Shi Qingqiu if nothing, and a crisp and itchy sensation ran from the palm of his hand.

She tightened her lips, and shook Shi Qingqiu's hand that made a mistake, and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to eat beef? I'll burn it for you."

Shi Qingqiu smiled, and then let Wen Qinghan's hand slip away, "Of course, I have to eat fish fillets."

A meal finally went on successfully in a harmonious atmosphere until the end.

Several parents went back to Phoenix on the same road. Wen Qinghan drank alcohol, retired to the co-pilot, and drove home from Shi Qingqiu.

On the way, Wen Qinghan answered the phone and kept talking about going home without stopping. He went into the study again, and Shi Qingqiu went to take a bath first.

After she came out of the shower, Wen Qinghan was still busy. She happened to receive an email from Qin Wang, and she sat on the sofa with her laptop and started to check it.

When Qingqiu was finished, Wen Qinghan had already taken a shower and came out. Shi Qingqiu looked at her long figure, put the computer aside, opened the closet, picked out a light gray linen shirt, and ran to her to compare it.

Shi Qingqiu tilted his head and looked at Wen Qinghan and said, "Qinghan, will you wear this one when you go out tomorrow? I haven't seen you wearing this one. There are a few black ones. You buy them and throw them in the closet. Huh?"

Wen Qinghan's eyes were clear and moist, and he looked straight at Shi Qingqiu. Her brows and eyes were born a little bit cold, but now she is so silent, it looks panicking.

Shi Qingqiu suddenly felt guilty, so she had to hang her clothes back in the closet, and then went back to her, puffed up her cheeks and rubbed her face with her hands, and said in a vague voice: "What's the matter, Mrs. Shi? He didn't talk to me, she was violent. ."

Wen Qinghan knew that Shi Qingqiu was pretending to be stupid, and knew that Shi Qingqiu didn't want to talk to her about that matter so seriously, but when she made the decision like this, she still couldn't make it through. How could she be so negligent and let Shi Qingqiu take that matter down?

She looked at Shi Qingqiu, letting her face be rubbed, and it took a long time to raise her hand to hold Shi Qingqiu with both hands, and calmly asked, "Why don't you make a decision after discussing with me?"

Shi Qingqiu had expected that Wen Qinghan would definitely not let her go, no matter how to escape, when the night was quiet, when they faced each other, Wen Qinghan would definitely speak.

She smiled slightly and asked, "If I didn't decide in advance, but discussed with you first, would you agree?"

Of course disagree.

Wen Qinghan's lips were slightly pursed, showing a tight expression, and his brows were also furrowed, and the inherent coldness of the brows faintly emerged.

But Shi Qingqiu's next second's actions quickly dissipated Wen Qinghan's chill.

She gently pushed away Wen Qinghan’s hand, leaned over and hugged Wen Qinghan’s waist, and said in Wen Qinghan’s ear in a gentle tone with longing, “I know you disagree, but I want to give you a baby. A little Wen baby. She will be like you, and she will get full marks in every subject. She will be like you, so that every elder can rest assured." She paused and smiled and said, "The point is, she Will be as cute as you."

Wen Qinghan's hands remained the same as when Shi Qingqiu was tossed away. When her arms warmed, a soft voice came from her ears, but she hesitated for a moment and couldn't help holding Shi Qingqiu in her arms.

She said in a low voice, "But, it hurts."

Shi Qingqiu stepped back a little bit amused, and raised his hand to touch Wen Qinghan's forehead, "Who does not hurt when giving birth? Don't you hurt when you are born?"

Wen Qinghan narrowed his eyes slightly, and for the first time he hesitated in front of Shi Qingqiu and bit his lower lip unconsciously. She has been here for so many years and has never allowed anything to sway. She thinks about Shi Qingqiu the most, misses Shi Qingqiu the most, worries Shi Qingqiu the most, and she is the most reluctant to give up Shi Qingqiu.

Shi Qingqiu touched her forehead, held her face with a smile on her face, and said softly and softly: "For me, it is enough for me to ignore the pain. Qinghan, don't think about it. , Don't you want to either?"

The head of the heart has a feather that seems to be fluttering. It is obviously not a love story, but it can easily capture all her thoughts and suppress all her disagreements that she wants to say.

They will have a baby, with their blood flowing on them, with a gentle and kind temperament like Shi Qingqiu, and a gentle and pleasant temperament like Shi Qingqiu.

She finally blinked and sighed. When she kissed the corner of Qingqiu’s lips, she responded with a long voice: "If it hurts too much by then, go home and bite me, pinch me, whatever, let me Pain with you."

Shi Qingqiu smiled sweetly, and squeezed her face and sighed: "Attorney Wen, are you turning around and calling me fierce? Where am I so fierce? It turns out that I look like this in your mind."

Wen Qinghan remained silent, and only continued to kiss Shi Qingqiu’s lips. Shi Qingqiu let out a "um", held her shoulders for a while, and said, "Tomorrow Saturday, accompany me home and bring my luggage. Two days ago, I went home to change clothes before going to the appointment, and I was almost packed."

There was a wave of waves in Wen Qinghan's quiet eyes, and he whispered: "Tomorrow Saturday..."

"Well, it's fine to go back in the afternoon." Shi Qingqiu withdrew from her arms, pulled her to the bed, took off her shoes first, moved in and said: "You must be tired after working for a week. We will sleep in the morning. , Wake up naturally, sleep until the sun basks."

Shi Qingqiu smiled happily, pulled the quilt to cover herself, then patted her side and asked her, "How about?"

Wen Qinghan took off his shoes and went to bed, opened the quilt and lay down beside her, faintly replied: "Okay, it's so decided, and I will go out in the afternoon."

Shi Qingqiu leaned forward, stepped over Wen Qinghan's body to turn off the light in the room, leaving only one bedside lamp. She returned to the bed, with the only warm light left, resting her hands on Wen Qinghan.

She narrowed her eyes into a smile, and was about to say "good night", but Wen Qinghan rolled over and put her hands on both sides of her body, lowered her body and whispered ambiguously with her: "Since tomorrow morning is going to sleep in, then today Tired later, it shouldn’t affect it.”

"what……"

Shi Qingqiu couldn't finish asking this sentence completely and in a normal tone, because Wen Qinghan had already kissed it. This kiss was hot and affectionate, with the eagerness that had been revealed in the past. At this time, because of the words just now, it seemed even more profound.

Wen Qinghan's hand pulled away the hair scattered in front of her shoulders, and her fingertips hooked the shoulder strap of her nightdress and pulled it down. Her breathing became confused, and the corners of Wen Qinghan's clothes were gripped emptyly.

Wen Qinghan kissed her chin, buried her head in her neck, pressed her lips to her collarbone, and asked in a dumb voice, "Should I ask again? Mrs. Wen."

The air in this room seemed to be warming up, Shi Qingqiu breathed into her lungs, only feeling that her whole body was getting hot, her eyes were no longer clear, as if encouraging, five fingers stretched into Wen Qinghan's hair.

She smiled slightly and whispered softly like a dream: "My answer is always valid..."

Wen Qinghan kissed Shi Qingqiu's lips eagerly, and the hands that wrote the words clearly and powerfully slid into every place she wanted to touch.

The warm light of the bedside lamp draws a beautiful world on the bed, the corner of the empty pillow is plated with a circle of orange velvet, and the soft silk is cast on the white wall by the raised shadow, undulating Fu, accompanied by the lingering groan, interweaves into a surging landscape.