Chapter 195： Wen Qing took the initiative once

Chapter 195 Wen Qing took the initiative once

Wen Qing knew that these were words of comfort to her.

She said, "Maybe."

Shang Yinghan didn't say much about the matter, and straightened her neckline: "It's time for us to go home."

Wen Qing obediently got off the bed.

This is the bed in the lounge. She doesn't know when she was brought in, or when Shang Yinghan replaced the masseuse, but when she wakes up and sees him, her mood will be much happier.

But she didn't fully show it, and carefully hid her thoughts well.

…

Lao Bai is not driving back to the manor tonight.

Shang Yinghan drove the car himself, while Wen Qing sat in the co-pilot.

On the way back, Wen Qing chattered nonstop like a little sparrow, telling him all the interesting things about filming in today's crew.

The shadows outside the window passed over his engraved profile, and his expression was soft, no matter what she said, he would respond.

Sometimes when she quieted down and stopped talking, Shang Yinghan would take the initiative to bring up some things she was interested in. She never felt uncomfortable for a moment, and the atmosphere was very relaxed.

Gradually, I got used to having him by my side.

The word 'habit' made Wen Qing's heart skip a beat.

This is not a good habit...

When the car stopped and waited for the traffic light, Wen Qing suddenly mentioned: "Uncle Wu, Chen Jian reported your itinerary to me today."

Shang Yinghan put his hands on the steering wheel, the cuffs of his white shirt showed an inch, and the Qing letter on the watch was facing Wen Qing, her eyes were attracted for a few seconds, and then she heard him say: "I told Chen Jianbao For you."

After a pause, he turned to look at her and said, "If you don't like this, it won't happen in the future."

"Uncle Fifth, I..." She was thinking about how to answer this question.

Shang Yinghan reached out and held her hand: "This matter shouldn't bother you, it's because I didn't think carefully."

She shook her head and explained: "Uncle Wu, this matter doesn't bother me, I just think it's not good."

Shang Yinghan asked her: "What's wrong, let's talk about it."

Wen Qingbian said what was in his heart: "Other married men wish their wives would ignore their schedules and report every day, how depressing it would be. Don't all married men like freedom? ."

Shang Yinghan pursed his lips, and said with a low laugh: "Where did you hear these fallacies?"

Wen Qing replied solemnly: "How can it be unreasonable, this is the voice of most married men."

"According to what you said, my married consciousness has not been included in the voice of most men, and I need to make more progress."

His words fell.

The green light is on.

The car drives slowly.

Shang Yinghan turned the steering wheel with one hand, his bony hand was extremely eye-catching, Wen Qing's eyes fell on his hand and the wrist watch again.

Because her gaze was too focused, it was difficult for Shang Yinghan to notice it, so he asked her, "Do you like this watch?"

Wen Qing looked away and said, "No, I just think it looks good."

Shang Yinghan smiled but said nothing.

When the two returned to the manor, it was almost eight o'clock in the evening.

Uncle Xun had already prepared dinner, and Shang Yinghan took her to the dining room. The two sets of tableware seemed to be light, so Shang Yinghan opened a chair for her and sat down: "No matter how much you eat in the afternoon, how can you eat now?" It's time to digest, eat less and exercise later, and it will be digested."

Wen Qing said: "How can you exercise when you are full?"

She thought it was another sport between husband and wife.

But I heard Shang Yinghan say seriously: "It should be okay for a walk."

Wen Qing: "..." I lost my face.

The dishes were all served, very sumptuous, all made by Uncle Xun.

Wen Qing looked at the delicious food on the table, and couldn't say what not to eat.

Moreover, those who ate at the crew in the afternoon, this point has indeed been digested.

After dinner, Shang Yinghan took her for a walk. The huge manor was brightly lit.

Wen Qing is not very familiar with the various places in the manor, but as long as Shang Yinghan is around, she doesn't have to worry about anything.

He took her hand, and the two of them strolled along the cobbled path, with uneven bamboos planted on both sides of the path, lush and green.

There is no one else around, just her and him.

Wen Qing didn't know how to describe her current mood, her hand was held by him, she slowly pulled it out, took advantage of the situation to hold his arm, and said a little embarrassedly: "Uncle Wu, we think we are a bit like the old man old wife."

Shang Yinghan hummed.

Wen Qing felt that this answer was too perfunctory, and said: "Old husband and wife are family."

Shang Yinghan answered her: "Old couples are love at first, and love at the end."

Wen Qing thinks it makes sense, to grow old together, love is more than family affection.

She took advantage of the situation and asked, "Uncle Wu, what do you like about me?"

Shang Yinghan didn't look at her, but just looked ahead: "Does liking need a reason?"

"Of course it is necessary. There is no one in this world who likes it for no reason." She replied.

Shang Yinghan looked down at her: "Wen Qing."

Wen Qing looked up: "Huh?"

He said slowly: "There is no reason to like in this world, and there is no need for a reason. Just like, for me, you don't have so many reasons. I only want you, that is, I like you."

Wen Qing wanted to say, isn't this love at first sight?

But thinking about how many years younger than him, she was still young when she fell in love at first sight, so naturally it couldn't be said.

…

The night is beautiful.

Rows of second-class protected birds are resting on the tall spiers of the manor.

The moonlight shines down, intertwining with the lights in the front garden, making it difficult to tell whether the moon is too bright tonight or the lights are too bright. A gust of night wind blew slowly, the slap-like leaves of the sycamore tree above his head made a faint sound, and some mottled light and shadow fell on his shoulders.

For some reason, Wen Qing is in a very good mood today, so good that she is more willing to take the initiative.

The young girl's heart throbbed in an instant. She made a bold move, slowly tiptoed, raised her head, and touched the corners of his lips like a dragonfly.

Just one click, and her feet are flat.

Then continue to maintain the posture of raising the head, with curved eyebrows and bright apricot eyes.

Shang Yinghan looked at her, as if he was reminiscing about the kiss she took the initiative just now. After a long time, he said, "Your initiative means a lot to me."

She wondered how important it was.

Shang Yinghan stretched out his hand to pull her in front of her, she bumped straight into his arms, she let out a soft cry, he raised his hand to hold her face, looked at her seriously, and called her name seriously: "Smell light."

She responded obediently: "Yes."

Shang Yinghan asked her: "If your family members come back at this time and want to pick you up, we may never meet again in this life, will you go with them?"

This sudden idea stunned Wen Qing.

She didn't think about whether to leave, but she couldn't answer this question at all.

She thought that she couldn't answer this question, did that mean that her heart was already on him, so she couldn't answer this question because she couldn't make a choice...

(end of this chapter)