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

  Chapter 148 His Kiss

  Wen Chen chuckled: "What relationship do you have with him, whether he is a loser or not?"

  Wen pursed his lips lightly and remained silent.

  Wen Chen: "He's a giant crocodile, he has plenty of money, what's the difference between two billion?"

  Wen Qing's face was not very good: "So it is really him who spent the 2.3 billion?"

  Wen Chen continued to pretend to be deep.

  Wen Qingleng was dubious, especially because she was deceived by the gentle appearance.

  Shang Yinghan came to Fanmao as soon as he returned to Yanjing after dealing with the affairs of Suicheng. He didn't know if he would meet him later, if he met him head on, or should he avoid him?

  She goes outside.

  Wen Chen followed behind her, Wen Qing turned around: "Why are you chasing me?"

  Wen Chen: "It was boring for me to come here by myself, but now that I have you, it's not boring anymore. We can sit down and chat."

   "Get down, you're definitely not alone," she said.

  Wen Chen looked around: "Isn't it just me?"

  Wen Qing was too lazy to talk to him.

  Continue to walk out, but Wen Chen always follows her.

   Wen Qing was annoyed, "I'm going to the toilet," she said, "Do you want to go too?"

  Wen Chen raised his hand and touched the tip of his nose: "No more."

snort!

  Wen Qing came out of the private room, she was going to see the opposite side, and wanted to try her luck to see Master Ru Xin again.

  At this time, a waiter came and asked her if she was going to the bakery, Wen Qing said yes without thinking much, and the waiter led her: "Miss, follow me this way."

  Wen Qing thought it was a coincidence that Master Ru Xin wanted to see her at this time, so she went there with the waiter.

   When I came here, I realized that it was not private room No. 4. The waiter had already opened the door: "Miss, please come inside."

  Wen Qing hesitated: "Who is inside?"

  The waiter didn't say much, just maintained the gesture of "please come in" and waited for Wen Qing to enter.

  Wen Qingxin thought about coming, what was he afraid of, he raised his chest, and strode in with his head held high.

   "Hey, Secretary Chen, it's you."

  As soon as he came in, he saw Secretary Chen, and Wen Qing walked forward with squinted eyes.

   Chen Jian saw her and smiled: "Miss Wen Qing, we meet again."

"Yeah, we met again, why are you here?" After asking, she patted her mouth, looked in the direction of Chen Jian's gesture, and saw the man standing there, the smile on her mouth slowly suppressed down.

   Sure enough, wherever there is Secretary Chen, there must be Shang Yinghan.

   Seeing that Chen didn't say anything more to her, he nodded and left first.

  Wen Qing watched the door close, and hurried over: "Hey, wait a minute—"

  The door is closed.

  Wen Qing turned her head slowly, saw Shang Yinghan standing there, and realized that she hadn't seen him for more than a day, as if she hadn't seen him for a long time. It seems that every time I see him, he is very formally dressed. Today it is a well-styled three-piece suit, but this time the suit jacket is long and dark gray.

  He is still charming.

  At this time, Shang Yinghan stood there quietly, with his hands on the fence next to him, watching the auction downstairs.

  Wen walked up to him softly, pretending to have a hippie smile: "Uncle Wu, you are back."

Shang Yinghan looked at her sideways, and Wen Qing put away her playful smile on her face, which was cold and refusing to be thousands of miles away. She folded her hands together as if they were knotted, and she was stunned: "Five Uncle, you are back."

  She didn't know what Shang Yinghan's expression meant, and she was very disturbed.

  Shang Yinghan ignored her, left the fence, and sat down on a chair.

  Wen Qing's heart was clenched tightly, always feeling that the situation was not going well, Shang Yinghan seemed to be in a bad mood, could it be that he was in a bad mood because of a prodigal hemorrhage just now?

Wen Qing fell back again, stood behind him, tentatively put both hands on his shoulders, and pinched his shoulders obsequiously and courteously: "The fifth uncle Suicheng is on a business trip, and there are meetings and receptions, plus flying back and forth. , must be very tired, let me give you a squeeze."

  She has weak hands.

  His shoulders are too hard.

   It was okay to pinch a few times at first, but after a few more pinches, the fingers began to lose energy, and the man who enjoyed her service never said a word to her from the beginning to the end.

  Wen Qing couldn't figure out his mind, why was it cloudy or sunny?

   Thoughts are wandering, wrists are strangled.

  She lowered her head, and saw Shang Yinghan raised his hand to strangle her wrist. Wen Qing didn't understand why at first, until the strength of his hand on his wrist gradually increased, she felt a little pain: "Uncle Wu, it hurts, hurts..."

  She tried to break free from his hand.

  But he pulled her hard, she felt her whole body turned around, and when she calmed down, she was already sitting on Shang Yinghan's lap, with her upper body leaning against his arms.

  The familiar cedar fragrance came from the tip of her nose, which was his breath. Her cheeks were slightly hot, and she gasped slowly. When she remembered, she found that her wrist was still being strangled by him.

   "Uncle Wu."

  She called him cautiously, from the time she saw him tonight until now, she has always used the honorific title.

   "Don't hide from me anymore?" he asked.

  Wen Qing originally wanted to put on a weak expression, but suddenly froze, her eyes met his dark and deep eyes, she lost the wind, and moved her eyes away: "I, I didn't hide."

   "Wen Qing," Shang Yinghan stroked her lower back with the other hand, "Is it because I am always too kind to you?"

  Wen Qing felt his hands wandering around her waist, her entire back was stiff, she shook her head: "Uncle Wu..."

   "Call me by name."

   "No, Fifth Uncle, listen to me..."

   "Call me by name!"

   "Shang Yinghan." She gritted her teeth and shouted.

  He originally had a serious face, but Wen Qing noticed that he was angry, and he didn't know why he was angry.

   After calling his name, his face obviously improved.

She pressed his shoulders and was about to get up, but the hands on her waist were still imprisoning her. Due to her inertia, Wen Qing lay down and threw herself into his arms. When she raised her face, she found that her lipstick was printed on him. on clothes.

  Wen Qing quickly wiped it off, Shang Yinghan grabbed her hand: "Don't move."

  Wen Qing noticed that his eyes darkened a lot, even though his face was calm, only then did she realize that she no longer rejected the close contact between the two as she did at the beginning.

  The air exudes the scent of cedar intertwined with the smell of the perfume on the body.

  He pressed forward, and she shrank back. Wen Qing felt her cheeks getting hotter and hotter, and she knew she must be blushing.

  His shallow breath swept over the side of her neck, causing goosebumps.

   She thought about it tremblingly, and he warned her: "I said don't move."

  She was frightened again, so she simply stayed in his arms and couldn't get up. She stretched her hands up restlessly and wrapped them around his neck: "Uncle Wu is in a bad mood today?"

  Shang Yinghan watched her fawning quietly, then snorted softly.

  Wen Qing is used to listening to him humming softly, and always feels very arrogant, she said: "Is it because I spent 2.3 billion on impulse, and now the more I think about it, the more I feel it's worthless?"

   "Twenty-three billion?"

   Isn't it him? !

   "I just said it casually." She put her wrist around the back of his neck, touching the stubble on the back of his head.

  It's hard and a little sticky.

  (end of this chapter)