Chapter 170： wedding room for two

Chapter 170 Marriage room for two people

Wen bit her lip lightly, but didn't answer.

He reached out and grabbed her chin, and with a little force on his fingertips, he separated her biting lips and teeth. She continued to sip again, and in the next second, he suddenly leaned over and pressed down—

"Uncle Wu!"

When she yelled Uncle Fifth, her voice unconsciously became soft, which made him lose his mind.

He brought her back and sat down, and said: "The people in the old house don't go to the manor, you can live there anytime, and how you arrange your daily life is up to you."

Wen Qing nodded while listening.

"Wen Qing." He called her.

She turned to look at him, "Huh?"

Shang Yinghan asked her: "Do you understand what I mean?"

"I, understand...understand." Although she answered clearly, her mind is actually confused now.

Shang Yinghan wrapped his arms around him, pulled her over, and pulled her to her face, his deep voice lingered in her ears: "Then explain the meaning of what I just said."

Wen Qing's forehead suddenly slid three black lines.

When she tried to get up from his arms, but his arm was across her back, and she couldn't make any effort.

"Smell light."

"I'm reminding you that your current identity is Mrs. Shang. When you go back to our home, I can't just pick you up every time." His warm palm was on her back, rubbing it time after time. He said: "In the future, Dijing Manor is up to you."

"I see," she said.

He kissed her forehead: "Just know."

…

The car soon arrived at Dijing Manor.

Uncle Xun was already ready to greet him. As soon as the car stopped, he stepped forward and opened the door: "Ma'am, you are back."

Wen Qing had just stepped down with one foot, and when she heard Uncle Xun say "Madam is back", she looked at Uncle Xun in a daze, with a dazed and silly expression.

Uncle Xun smiled kindly at her.

Shang Yinghan had already got off the car from the other side and walked around in front of the car.

Uncle Xun nodded: "Sir."

Shang Yinghan nodded, and then stretched out his hand towards Wenqing.

Wen Qing's eyes fell on his palm, and she put her hand on it without hesitation, and then she got out of the car. She took a deep breath, thinking, she had to slowly get used to being Mrs. Shang and the hostess of Dijing Manor.

only…

She turned her head and asked him, "When did Uncle Xun know that we are married?"

Shang Yinghan: "The day of the wedding."

Wen lightly rolled his eyes: "Is that so, does everyone in Dijing Manor know now?"

Shang Yinghan held her hand tightly: "Of course."

Wen Qing thought that Shang Yinghan would officially announce her identity at the manor when she came here today. When she was in the car just now, she began to think that she must maintain dignity in every move later, and that the hostess should look like a hostess.

Who knows that this process has been omitted.

On the way in, Shang Yinghan asked her, "Do you want to take a stroll around the manor?"

Wen shook his head lightly, speaking the truth: "This manor is too big, I might get lost."

Shang Yinghan raised his hand.

Uncle Xun stepped forward and walked beside Wen Qing: "Madam, I will accompany you."

Before Wen Qing could respond to the words, Shang Yinghan said, "I will have a video conference later."

Wen Qing asked him: "Uncle Wu, are you leaving?"

"Don't go," he said, "the meeting will be held in the study. You go shopping first, and if you want to eat what you want, just tell Uncle Xun, and you can come to the study to find me later."

"I see." Wen Qing nodded, thinking that he was really busy.

The phone call from Hetingshu must have affected his work. He took time to find her...

When Shang Yinghan went upstairs, Uncle Xun asked her: "Madam, do you want to eat litchi?"

Wen Qing thought it was the kind that I went to bring for her now, thinking that Uncle Xun was tired from running around at a young age, and was about to refuse, Uncle Xun said at this time: "There are a few lychee trees in the back garden, which are in season. , the lychees are growing well."

As soon as she said she was going to pick lychees, she became interested!

Wen Qing didn't know until he arrived in the back garden that there were not only litchi trees, but also mango trees.

They all look good.

Uncle Xun was too old to pick it himself, so he called two servants to help. Wen Qing couldn't pick mangoes, but it was okay to pick lychees, because he didn't need to climb trees, he could pick them on tiptoe.

The servant picked a lot of mangoes and brought the best ones to her. Uncle Xun asked her, "Madam, do you eat mangoes? I'll peel them for you."

Wen shook his head lightly: "Let's leave the mangoes to Uncle Wu, I still prefer lychees."

Uncle Xun turned his head and ordered: "Go and pick more lychees for Madam."

The servant nodded, put the mango aside, carried the basket and continued to pick lychees.

Originally, Wen Qing thought that when he came to Dijing Manor so early, he didn't know what to do to pass the time. This Dijing manor is big and luxurious, but she is not familiar with it, and she has no idea what fun to pass the time.

Fortunately, Uncle Xun relieved her boredom and took her to pick lychees.

When he went back, Wen Qing was already a little dirty.

When she was standing under the tree to pick lychees, the leaves swept over her head, making her hair a little messy.

Uncle Xun led her upstairs to the master bedroom: "Madam, this is your and your husband's room. Everything you need has been prepared. The servant is putting hot water in the bathroom. You can take a rest."

"Is this originally Uncle Wu's master bedroom?" Wen Qing asked.

Uncle Xun explained: "No, Mr.'s original master bedroom is on the other side, and this is the marriage room of Mrs. and Mrs."

Hearing the word "marriage room", Wen Qing asked: "Did Uncle Wu ask you to prepare it?"

Uncle Xun nodded: "Yes, sir is very concerned about this."

"Oh." She didn't know what to say except to say "Oh."

"Ma'am, take a rest, I'll wash all the lychees I just picked." Uncle Xun finished speaking and was about to leave.

Wen Qing hurriedly shouted: "Uncle Xun, wait a minute."

Uncle Xun looked at her: "Madam, tell me."

Wen Qing asked: "Uncle Wu, do you like to eat lychees?"

Uncle Xun said: "My husband eats it occasionally, so I don't have any favorite fruit, and I don't have any special preferences."

As soon as he heard this, he knew that what Uncle Xun said was true. Shang Yinghan lived a really old-fashioned life, like an old cadre, but it was also in line with the style of his age.

Wait for Uncle Xun to leave, Wen Qing went into the bedroom.

Then, standing at the door, she froze.

The wine-red bedspread and quilt are visually a kind of high-end celebration. There are also curtains of the same color, and the floor is covered with sound-absorbing carpets of the same color. The design of the entire bedroom is in the style of a European court, with a separate cloakroom, a dressing table inside, and a glass wall...

This is the bedroom for two people.

It was also her, and Shang Yinghan's wedding room.

She recalled that when she received the certificate, it was very sudden. There is no formal relationship, formal engagement, or formal marriage, and the relationship between husband and wife has not even been disclosed to the public.

It's not that she feels any regrets, after all, this is just a marriage by agreement.

But Shang Yinghan was very formal in preparing such details.

Even prepared a wedding room.

(end of this chapter)