Chapter 176： rub her waist

Chapter 176 Rubbing her waist

Before going to see Ding Min, Wen Qing specially dressed herself up, she wanted to go to see Ding Min with a radiant face.

Shang Yinghan watched her apply a layer of body lotion and a layer of skin care lotion to her body, and she applied it so meticulously: "You are going to meet your ex-manager, not your ex-boyfriend. Why are you making such a grand ceremony?"

Wen Qing was upset when he heard it, and pointed to several red marks on his collarbone: "I don't apply more body lotion, what should I do if the concealer cake gets stuck on my body?"

Shang Yinghan: "Concealer?"

Wen Qing said calmly, "It's an artifact that can cover up these red marks."

Shang Yinghan's expression suddenly changed, and then he said seriously: "Your skin is delicate, don't always apply those things that are too thick, I will pay more attention next time."

"No next time." She said the four words quickly and steadily.

Although the matter of husband and wife obligations is not done every night, she can't stand the frequency of three days. What's more, he was not restrained at all when he was in the fresh energy. Thinking of this, she became angry. It was already the next afternoon, and her waist was still sore and it still hurt.

She thought Shang Yinghan would object, but he didn't, and agreed to her: "Okay, there will be no next time."

Wen Qing was stunned for a while, ran over with body lotion in his hand, sat down beside him, and asked again in doubt: "Really?"

There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth: "When did I ever lie to you?"

Wen Qingjiao snorted naively: "Uncle Wu, you promised so readily, are you not afraid of me thinking too much?"

"I'm afraid you don't think too much." He said, reaching out and rubbing her face.

Slippery and tender, I can't put it down even more.

Wen Qing was often pinched by her brother in the past. Shang Yinghan's gesture was undoubtedly familiar for a long time, but it was another feeling. She suddenly held his hand and pressed it against her cheek: "Uncle Wu, is it okay to pinch?" ?”

His eyes were dim, and he didn't answer.

"Is it soft and creamy?" She leaned very close to him, and there was a sweet smell in the air.

Shang Yinghan dropped the financial newspaper in his hand and curled his lips.

Wen Qing's complacent expression froze. After sensing the danger signal, he quickly took his hand away, and then stood up: "Uncle Wu, wait for me for another two minutes, and I will clean up right away."

After finishing speaking, she quickly ran into the cloakroom.

Just as the door was about to close, Shang Yinghan who followed him raised his hand to block it, and Wen Qing's expression froze immediately.

However, her little strength was not enough in front of Shang Yinghan.

He easily pushed the door open, Wen Qing took a few steps back, clutching his neckline: "Uncle Wu, I want to change!"

"Isn't it changed yet?"

He strode toward her.

Wen Qing wailed in his heart at this moment, if he had known that he would not have been so embarrassing just now.

As Shang Yinghan approached step by step, forcing her to the glass wall behind her, Wen Qing whispered, "Uncle Wu, I have to go out later."

"I know."

He embraced her, pulled her over, turned around, and pointed her quilt at him.

From behind?

Wen Qing's scalp went numb all of a sudden, and he begged for forgiveness: "No, no, I'm still in pain."

He heard a low laugh: "Wen Qing, what are you thinking?"

Wen Qing's expression froze, and he turned his head slowly.

Shang Yinghan's hand stretched from behind to the front, grabbing her chin to prevent her from turning her head: "I'm here, just trying to find a way to confirm with you personally, do you like the cloakroom furnishings prepared for you?"

Wen Qing: "..."

He asked her to look at the glass wall in front of her. There were rows of expensive bags in various styles, all of which were brand new with hang tags...

He kissed the edge of her ear, and the itch made her shrink her neck: "I don't know much about the styles of bags that women like, so I hired a professional to do this. Every single item has been checked by me, and I will put it in when I say yes.”

Wen Qing shrank his neck and asked, "What about the clothes and shoes?"

"Yes." He replied.

Wen Qing knew that he was caring, but he didn't expect to be so caring. The wedding room was enough to move her for a long time, and he did all these little things that he didn't need to do.

He asked him: "You haven't answered me yet, do you like it?"

She turned around and looked up at him: "I like it."

Shang Yinghan smiled: "The most basic etiquette is to reciprocate. If I treat you well, you must also treat me well, right?"

Wen Qing's brain short-circuited for a few seconds, before he could understand what he said, Shang Yinghan picked him up and put him on the cabinet.

When he moved his hand down, she immediately stopped him: "Uncle Wu, you promised me that there would be no next time..."

He lowered his head and kissed the corner of her mouth: "I'll just check it out, don't worry, I won't do anything."

Why is she so unbelievable!

When she was nervous, she grabbed his coat tightly: "Uncle Wu, I have to go out later."

"I said, just check it, it won't affect your going out."

"Uncle Wu..."

…

Wen Qing has forgotten the concept of time, and she doesn't know how long she and Shang Yinghan have been fooling around in the cloakroom.

Anyway, all the body lotion on her body was smeared in vain, and she finally went to take a shower before going out.

While in the car, Wen Qing kept a straight face, putting on a stinky face, completely ignoring the hand on her waist.

Shang Yinghan rubbed Wen Qing's waist, the technique was exquisite, the strength was neither light nor heavy, and from time to time he would ask, "Is this strength okay?"

Wen Qing said with a straight face, "Let's just force it."

Shang Yinghan smiled: "What about this strength?"

He strengthened his hands, pinched the soft flesh on her waist with a little force, Wen Qing pressed his hand: "Uncle Wu, you kneaded very well, so don't do it anymore."

After finishing speaking, he deliberately moved a little further away to keep a distance from him.

Shang Yinghan didn't pull her over, but just moved over silently, next to her.

Wen Qing didn't move, and took his hand away calmly.

Shang Yinghan asked: "Is it still sore?"

"Much better." She turned her face to the receding building outside the car window.

Mingming was so angry that she swore to ignore him, but every time he spoke and looked at her with such gentle eyes, she lost her temper.

Although he cared about her body, he didn't come to the truth.

But that scene is no different from the real one. He likes to see her lose control, but this kind of loss of control is too shameful. She feels that sooner or later she will be played badly. He is really hateful...

The car was parked downstairs in Yingcan Century.

Old Bai said, "Mr. Shang, we're here."

Shang Yinghan looked at her.

Wen Qing: "I'll go in by myself."

Shang Yinghan raised his eyebrows: "I'm here, why don't you take me?"

Wen Qing said in a very serious tone: "I thought about it just now, if Uncle Wu and you go in like this, wouldn't it make our secret marriage seem superfluous, I should go in first, I can handle it well."

(end of this chapter)