The CEO Is Cold During The Day, And Wants Kisses At Night!

How can a mature assist delay someone else's two-person world!

Shang Yinghan nodded lightly: "Yes."

As Shang Li slipped away, Wen Qing began to feel uncomfortable, now she and Shang Yinghan were really the only two left. Fortunately, the rice in her bowl was almost finished, so he should stay for a while and go back...

"Any more food?" Shang Yinghan asked her.

Wen Qing shook his head: "I'm full."

Shang Ying said coldly: "I eat very little."

less?

Only a lot!

She had a big bowl of rice tonight! Of course, this is usually the amount of food.

"It's okay." She laughed dryly. After finishing the meal in the bowl, she couldn't sit still, thinking about when he would leave.

"Is the food still to your liking?" he asked her.

Wen Qing nodded vigorously: "It's delicious, Uncle Wu, your cooking skills are great."

Shang Yinghan's smile swirled at the end of his eyes: "Do you want to eat it every day?"

Wen Qing wanted to nod subconsciously, and met his smiling eyes, her expression froze slightly, before she could figure out how to answer, he got up slowly: "I should go too."

Wen Qing got up immediately: "Uncle Wu is leaving?"

"Um."

He left the dining table, put down his cuffs, went to the sofa to pick up his coat and put it on, put on his watch, and returned to his usual well-dressed and indifferent side.

Wen Qing thought that he was leaving soon, and he hadn't formally apologized for what happened during the day, so he took the initiative to go forward.

"Uncle Fifth."

This time she didn't feel shy, but admitted her mistake openly: "I was in the old house during the day, it was because of my bad tone, I'm sorry, don't be angry."

Shang Yinghan just put on his watch.

Seeing her coming over to apologize to him like an obedient rabbit, I couldn't help laughing: "I'm only apologizing at this time, don't you think it's too late?"

"Wen Qing." He lowered his voice and said, "I remember grudges."

He said he held a grudge.

Still a very serious expression.

She suddenly fell from a high place to the bottom of the cliff, hating herself for not apologizing earlier.

Shang Yinghan was just teasing her, and she took a few casual words as the truth. It was easy to deceive, but she couldn't deceive her no matter what. The precaution in her heart was used against him.

"Wen Qing." He solemnly called her name.

There was no one else in the huge living room, and when he heard him calling his name again in the quiet atmosphere, Wen Qing became nervous again, looking at him with his almond eyes, his lips parted and he didn't speak.

Shang Yinghan wanted to rub her face. She didn't know how vivid she was now, so he slowly approached her and asked softly, "Do you want to make it up?"

Wen Qing was stunned, but still didn't answer.

His approach made her feel a strong sense of oppression, and she stepped back until she could not retreat, and her back foot touched the chair behind her.

He leaned over and pressed down slowly, and asked again: "Want to make up for it?"

The slow-witted girl nodded, and said stupidly, "I want to."

He lifted his lips and smiled, his eyes glowed with brilliance, his arms quietly stretched out from her waist, he hugged her vaguely, and lowered his face close to her ear: "Leave me."

With a low sound, it landed on the tip of her heart and burned.

keep him...

Isn't it just spending the night together...

Although it's not like they didn't spend the night together, but that time was in the hospital, and he was afraid that she wouldn't move her physically. Although it was at her house last time, she was so drunk that she couldn't remember whether he was sleeping on the bed or outside on the sofa, and the two had nothing to do with each other...

Shang Yinghan knew that she didn't like teasing, so he stopped teasing her.

He stood up straight, took half a step back, and said, "Tomorrow morning, I will ask Chen Jian to deliver what you want. If I have something to call, I seldom read WeChat."

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and rubbed her head: "I'm leaving."

Wen Qing nodded, thinking of what he said just now, asking Secretary Chen to deliver what she wanted tomorrow morning, what did she want? She never asked him for anything...

Thanks to a reader for the reward, I can't copy your name, and I can't type that language, sorry