Chapter 291： Uncle Wu is too bad

Chapter 291 Fifth uncle is too bad

Xiang Jinyu is a sensible person, not confused, and understands what Wen Qing means.

She worried too much all of a sudden, the wedding was the young man's own idea, and if she wanted to have a reputation, it still had to depend on the wishes of the girl.

Then Xiang Jinyu pulled Wen Qing to chat for a long time.

The question was about some things about Wen Qing's family, and Wen Qing also said it all. After hearing this, Xiang Jinyu was very emotional: "I didn't expect so many things to happen."

Wen Qing's tone was very relaxed: "My parents will contact me, and I believe they will all come back soon."

Nodding to Jinyu: "It's true. Liuqing loves you so much, how can she be willing to let her precious granddaughter suffer a little bit of grievance."

Wen Qing was a little surprised.

From the beginning to the end, the old lady never said a word to make her feel that grandma is no longer alive.

Perhaps in the eyes of the old lady, her good sister has been living in seclusion in the mountains, not caring about worldly affairs.

…

Wen Qing opened the door and came out from the main room.

She saw Shang Yinghan's back.

He stood not far from the door, standing there quietly, waiting for her to come out.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Shang Yinghan turned around and walked over.

She is standing on the steps.

He stood under the steps.

The night was dense, and the dim light from the corner of the building shone down, passing through the luxuriant leaves, and mottled tree shadows fell on his shoulders.

He looked at Wen Qing quietly for a long time, then opened his arms, and Wen Qing threw himself into his arms.

The tip of the nose smelled a faint scent of cedar, Wen Qing felt satisfied and wanted to rub it, but was worried about rubbing the makeup on his face on Uncle Wu's clothes, so he resisted the urge to rub it.

I just feel in my heart that Uncle Wu is still at ease in his arms.

"How?" He put his arm around her waist and asked in a low voice.

Wen Qing was afraid that the old lady would come out to see her later, so she came out of Uncle Wu's arms, and then took his hand: "Uncle Wu, let's talk in another place."

Shang Yinghan was very attached to her and took her to the wing.

It's so late, it's time to go back to the room.

This wing room is Shang Yinghan's living room, Wen Qing saw his coat hanging on the floor hanger.

This is the first time he entered the fifth uncle's room in the old house.

The door closes behind him.

Wen Qing was pulled and turned around, he put his hands around her shoulders, with a very serious expression: "Wen Qing, look at me."

Wen Qing raised her head and looked at him.

Shang Yinghan asked: "Did mother make things difficult for you?"

Wen pursed her lips lightly, puffed her cheeks, and replied in a low voice: "What the old lady means is that Uncle Wu is much older than me, so it's not suitable."

Shang Yinghan smiled: "Then what do you think?"

Wen Qing raised her hand, took Uncle Wu's hand away from her shoulder, and then showed a troubled look: "I think what the old lady said is right."

From the moment she took Shang Yinghan's hand away, the smile on Shang Yinghan's face faded.

Wen Qing noticed his expression, and secretly poked a smile in his heart, maintaining the previous expression on his face: "After all, the old lady is a person who has experienced it, and I think it is not unreasonable to listen to it. Uncle Wu, maybe we..."

It doesn't matter whether you say it or not.

The atmosphere has been rendered in place.

Moreover, Shang Yinghan's face turned dark!

"Uncle Wu." Wen Qing played up his emotions well: "Look, we are seven years apart. At my age, I can't be a good wife."

Shang Yinghan looked at her: "So?"

"So..." Wen Qing also looked at him, "So the old lady suggested that the wedding should be put on the agenda."

After she finished saying this, she noticed the subtle change in his expression, and finally couldn't help but raised her head and laughed: "Uncle Wu, you are so deceitful."

Of course, laughing and laughing.

Wen Qing couldn't help but laugh.

"I'm easy to deceive, aren't I?" Shang Yinghan had a faint smile on his lips.

Wen Qing realized the danger, the smile on the corner of her mouth froze, and when she turned around and was about to slip away, she was pulled back by him.

Immediately afterwards, without any resistance, she was taken to the bed by Shang Yinghan.

She fell on the bed, her body fell a few times with the weight.

"Uncle Wu."

"calls me?"

"…"if not…

Although Wen Qing was flustered at the beginning, after being pressed on the bed, he became less panicked. He insisted that he committed crimes during special times: "Uncle Wu, do you want to punish me? But it's not convenient for me now."

Shang Yinghan looked at her with his upper body propped up. He didn't do anything yet, but he laughed angrily at her words: "Wen Qing, do you think I can't do anything about you in this special period?"

Wen Qing's complacent expression froze suddenly.

What's the meaning?

Next second—

Her dress is pushed up to her waist.

Wen Qing's complexion changed, and when Shang Yinghan leaned over, she hurriedly shouted: "Uncle Wu, I was wrong!"

"late."

What follows is a bit confusing.

Wen Qing suffered a lot, and paid a "painful" price for her own little work.

Nearly half an hour of torment.

Finally, it also ended in suffering.

Shang Yinghan went to the bathroom, Wen Qing nestled under the quilt, her face was flushed, and the wet eyelashes at the corners of her eyes showed her experience just now.

dying.

Really dying.

Obviously she didn't do anything substantively, but to her, it seemed like she had done everything!

Uncle Wu is really bad!

But she also learned that she can't mess with him casually in the future!

Otherwise, this "price" is really crazy.

After more than ten minutes, Shang Yinghan came out of the bathroom.

He held the towel in his hand, lifted the quilt, and pulled the quilt back angrily: "Hmph."

Shang Yinghan said happily, "Get up."

"I don't!"

"Then continue?"

The next second, Wen Qingshua sat up, her hair was messy as she got up. There was still a flush on that small face, but just looking at her like this, his eyes darkened.

His Adam's apple swallowed slightly, with a restrained expression, he picked up a towel and wiped her face.

Wen Qing is very cooperative.

Shang Yinghan asked her if she was going to take a bath, and shook her head lightly.

"Then go to sleep and wash tomorrow morning." He said.

Wen lightly nodded, and lay down again.

Afterwards, Shang Yinghan also lay down, Wen Qing moved over to his arms, and complained in a low voice: "Uncle Wu, you can't do this again in the future."

"Um."

He agreed.

Ke Wen listened lightly to the sound of um, why did it feel so perfunctory.

"At least, I have to wait for my special period to pass. This is too much torture for me. I can't live or die. It's terrible." She continued to complain.

This tone and voice, delicate and soft, melted in his heart.

Shang Yinghan put his arm around her waist, full of satisfaction: "Well, I won't do it next time."

Wen Qing was half-believing and dubious, she had no choice but to have too many tricks from Fifth Uncle, she couldn't stand it.

Wanting but not being able to get it, physical and mental torture, pain and pleasure, is really terrible.

She slept peacefully.

In a daze, Fifth Uncle called her

"Smell light."

She responded without opening her eyes.

She heard Uncle Wu slowly say: "I really want to hold a wedding that belongs to us."

Wen Qing was extremely sleepy, and suddenly woke up when he heard this sentence, and let out a silly sound.

"ah?"

"What kind of wedding do you like? Chinese style or Western style?" Shang Yinghan asked her: "Or both Chinese and Western style?"

(end of this chapter)