Chapter 161： The day she and Shang Yinghan met for the first time

Chapter 161 The day she and Shang Yinghan met for the first time

Wen Qing was not so confused, and understood the implication of his words.

She tried to turn around slowly, but his hand on her waist suddenly held her down: "Don't move, just like this, sleep with me for a while."

Wen asked softly: "Uncle Wu, can I turn around?"

The whole bedroom is quiet!

Wen Qing couldn't hear his voice, and didn't care whether he thought it was okay or not, so she turned around and lay down while pressing his arms carefully, so that she was lying face to face with him.

"Why do you want to turn around?" His voice came from above his head.

What Wen Qing thought was that turning around would make it easier for her to get up later, because she didn't know if he was asleep with her back to him, but as long as she looked at him face to face like this, she would know if he was asleep.

When I get up, I am not afraid to press him, how convenient.

She wanted to return to her heart, but her mouth was still very sweet: "It's safer to face each other like this, hehe."

The last "hey" she felt was too obscene.

"You've become more and more proficient at fooling me." His voice can be heard to be cheerful.

The sense of security is often hugged from behind, and you will feel full of security when you are wrapped.

She didn't expect Shang Yinghan to see through it all at once, so she had to say honestly: "Uncle Wu, I'm not sleepy at all, and when I'm not sleepy, I always toss and turn and make some noise, I'm afraid I'll disturb your lunch break of."

"It doesn't matter, at least you are the one who is arguing with me, not someone else." He also said: "When I fall asleep, you will get up."

Wen Qing asked: "What if you can't sleep?"

He smiled in a low voice, that kind of shallow laughter was as sweet as a gurgling stream in the dark night: "Then you try coaxing me?"

Wen Qing slowly raised her head from his arms, looking at his light blue chin: "Coax? How to coax?"

She doesn't know how to put a grown man to sleep!

And subconsciously took his words seriously, and didn't think he was joking.

He lowered his head, and his scorching breath fell on her forehead. It was a little hot, and there was also his own breath, which was the strong hormone of an adult man. She began to tense up again, and with a warm kiss on her forehead, her breathing became lighter.

"Five, uncle five..." She called him timidly in a low voice.

"Sleep."

He pulled her into his arms.

This embrace pressed her all over her, and at this moment Wen Qing began to rejoice that she didn't have any makeup on, otherwise, with such a hug, all her foundation would be wiped on his shirt, and half of her face would still be printed.

She sniffed lightly, smelling the faint cedar fragrance on his body, and felt very at ease. She didn't feel sleepy at first, but being hugged by him like this came quickly, and her eyelids suddenly became heavy.

She didn't know when she fell asleep, but when she woke up, Shang Yinghan was still asleep.

She rubbed in his arms in a daze, and the memory of waking up in his arms in the hospital that day appeared in her mind. She really didn't seem to be afraid of him at all, and she even subconsciously began to get used to his closeness and the atmosphere of getting along with him.

She didn't know if it was a good sign or a bad sign.

But she was sure that she did not reject being close to Shang Yinghan.

She could even fall asleep in his arms without any vigilance.

Wen Qing lay down quietly thinking about things like this for a while, when she remembered, she found his hand across her waist, she carefully removed his hand, and then slowly sat up.

Looking back at him, he deeply found that when Shang Yinghan was sleeping with his eyes closed, he was as charming as when he was talking to her with his eyes open.

At this time, a sentence floated in her mind like a barrage:

—Ah, ah, her husband is so handsome!

There were two barrages for one barrage, and many barrages soon floated through her mind:

—Such a handsome man is actually my husband!

—How does it feel to be the husband of the most handsome elder!

—My first marriage to him is really worth it!

—I won’t get tired of seeing this face ten thousand times!

…

Following the barrage of bullets passing through her mind one after another, Wen Qing slowly raised her hand to rest her forehead.

She is sick!

Obviously not a face controler, yet he is still fascinated by Shang Yinghan's look!

It's not like I haven't seen a handsome man before!

—But, this is her husband! !

Wen Qing thought about it and suddenly smiled silly, completely forgetting that she should not make noise to disturb him to sleep.

She thought he hadn't woken up, so she slowly lay down and bent her elbows to rest her chin, wanting to take advantage of this moment to carefully appreciate his sleeping face.

When I saw it, I was fascinated again.

In the environment where she grew up, Wen Qing has seen many good-looking men, three brothers, which one is not handsome? Even when she was a child, there were many handsome boys among her playmates, and she became immune after seeing too many of them.

In her memory, the first time she saw Shang Yinghan was in the merchant's compound.

She was still young at that time, and she sat on the threshold weaving grasshoppers and dragonflies. Every time Shang Yinghan passed by, she would glance at her. Sometimes he would come up to her and ask her what she was weaving, and she would give it to him. Look at the grasshoppers and dragonflies weaving by yourself.

He would return it to her after reading it, and said with a stern face: "It's very well made up, don't make it up next time, the palm leaves at the door are about to be picked off by you."

She was a little afraid of him, because he looked so hard to provoke with a stern face, but she was naturally obedient and sweet, and it was nice to shout: "Brother, I promise I won't stalk you next time."

He was slightly taken aback, and after a few seconds of silence, he corrected her address: "I am your elder, you have to call me uncle."

At that time, Wen Qing thought that he was lying to him, and he wanted to call him uncle even though he was about the same age as his brother. What's the reason?

She doesn't understand!

So she didn't call her uncle, and she even kept thinking why he lied to herself to call her uncle.

Although she smiled and promised not to pluck the palm leaves, but after he left, she continued to pluck the palm leaves.

One day he just passed by not far from her, and when he saw the palm leaf in her hand, he stopped. Wen Qing knew that she had been caught, and threw away all the palms in her hand, as if she hadn't picked them up by herself, trying to destroy the evidence.

Shang Yinghan came over, bent down to pick up the handful of palm leaves she had thrown away, and looked down at her.

His cold aura frightened her severely.

She didn't even dare to be good at that time.

"Did I warn you not to pick palm fronds?"

The tone of his questioning was obviously not very serious, but the sense of oppression made her young heart unable to withstand the bluff, and it was from then on—Wen Qing was afraid of Shang Yinghan.

Afraid of this elder who is about the same age as his brother!

She admitted her mistake, but he didn't buy it, and said with a stern face: "There will be another time, don't step here again."

She snorted angrily in her heart, thinking, will he not let him come if he says he won't? She wanted to come. But she was very obedient and promised not to do it next time, so he left.

(end of this chapter)