Wen Qinghan arranged for the two families to have a meal together, with the intention that Shi Qingqiu had been back for such a long time, and because of such and such things, the two families had not been together properly.
It can be said that they haven't been together since they got married, which is unreasonable. She arranged such a dinner when Shi Qingqiu was not so busy.
Wen Qinghan got off work on Friday afternoon, and went home to pick up Shi Qingqiu. When he went to the hot pot restaurant, the two elders had already arrived, and the pot bottom and some side dishes were also on the table.
"Dad, Mom, why did you come so early?" Shi Qingqiu sat next to Tang Jinghui, holding her arm, with the attitude of a little girl.
Tang Jinghui rubbed Shi Qingqiu's hair and said: "It's early, let the waiter put the bottom of the pot and the dishes on it first, and you can eat when you come."
Even though the two children have already married, in the eyes of their parents, they are still children, and they are used to thinking of them in everything.
Shi Honglang brought a bottle of wine from the side and was about to open it: "Hey, I have dinner with my family tonight, and I can drink some wine. We old people leave one who doesn't drink to drive. You two young people can discuss it yourself."
Wen Qinghan sat next to Shi Qingqiu, took off his suit jacket and put it on the back of the chair, with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, and said without hesitation: "Let me have a drink, I will go home later and Qingqiu will drive."
Shi Honglang first filled Wen Chengxuan, then filled himself and his wife, and finally left Zhao Wanyi. It seemed that they had discussed it in advance.
The wine bottle was pushed to this side, Shi Qingqiu took it over and poured it for Wen Qinghan, and whispered: "You drink less."
Wen Qinghan stretched out his hand to pat her leg, and said with a light smile on his lips, "Got it."
The hot pot set up in the center of the dining table began to boil, and the smoke rose, which seemed to make the atmosphere in the box lively.
Wen Chengxuan clinked glasses with Shi Honglang, took a sip of the wine, frowned slightly and asked, "Qinghan, how is your work recently? I haven't heard much from you since I came back with Qingqiu."
Wen Qinghan just picked up a green vegetable to eat, silently swallowed it for a while, and then responded leisurely: "It's good, Dad, don't worry, there is no difficult case. It's just that Yizhi and I plan to expand the scale of the law firm recently. Make a plan."
Wen Chengxuan asked curiously: "Oh? What do you think?"
"Well, that's"
"Hey, you father and daughter." Shi Honglang interrupted pretending to be serious, "Why did my family talk about business again after dinner? You talk about this, and you see how we interrupt."
Wen Qinghan smiled, Wen Chengxuan glanced at Shi Honglang, thought for a while and then changed his words: "Then let's talk about something that everyone can catch up with. You two children, don't forget about the preparations for the wedding, and what are you going to do?" Time to have kids."
As soon as the voice fell, the box fell into an eerie silence.
Zhao Wanyi was close to Wen Qinghan, and seeing Wen Qinghan's expression was calm, she couldn't help touching her hand and asked: "Qinghan, don't tell me that you two haven't discussed this matter yet? Parents are waiting."
This question was indeed mentioned to Shi Qingqiu when Honglang and his wife went to their home two days ago, and the answer they got was quite satisfactory, so they didn't follow Wen Chengxuan and his wife to follow up.
Wen Qinghan turned her head and glanced at Shi Qingqiu, the two of them exchanged glances, then she turned her head and replied: "We have already considered this matter, we both intend to have children."
Zhao Wanyi asked with a smile: "Have you thought about setting a time? This year is more than half over. Next year, can your mother and I take my granddaughter for a stroll in the garden?"
Wen Qinghan licked his lips, took a sip of wine, hesitated to speak: "This"
How could Wen Qinghan escape this question like this? Zhao Wanyi stretched her head to look at Shi Qingqiu, then smiled and asked, "Where is Qingqiu? What do you think? I have to explain to my parents what happened today, otherwise I will continue tomorrow." ask."
Shi Qingqiu glanced at the parents, except for Wen Chengxuan who had no obvious expectation, everyone's eyes fell on him.
Even Tang Jinghui next to her put down her chopsticks and approached Shi Qingqiu, hugged her shoulder and said with a low laugh, "Qingqiu, talk."
Considered the result, but did not consider when to fulfill the result. Wen Qinghan didn't know how to answer all of a sudden, any answer was considered arbitrarily decided, after all, the two of them haven't discussed the specific time yet.
She shook the hand on Shi Qingqiu's lap, and Shi Qingqiu knew some difficult emotions through such actions.
Shi Qingqiu lowered his head slightly, his thoughts wandered to after he sobered up that day.
She looked up, just in time to see Wen Qinghan frowning, and the hand on her lap.??? "
Of course I don't agree.
Wen Qinghan's lips were slightly pursed, showing a tense expression, her brows were also furrowed, and the inherent coldness between her brows faintly emerged.
However, Shi Qingqiu's actions in the next second quickly melted Wen Qinghan's chill.
She gently broke away from Wen Qinghan's hand, leaned over and hugged Wen Qinghan's waist, and said in Wen Qinghan's ear in a gentle tone full of longing: "I know you disagree, but I want to give birth to you." A baby Wen. She will be like you, with full marks in every subject, and she will be like you, reassuring every elder." She paused, then smiled and said, "The point is, she It will be as cute as you."
Wen Qinghan's hands remained as they were when Shi Qingqiu struggled away, when her arms warmed up, and there were soft words in her ears, she just hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but hold Shi Qingqiu tightly in her arms.
She said in a low voice: "But, it will hurt."
Shi Qingqiu backed away a little funny, and raised his hand to touch Wen Qinghan's forehead, "Who doesn't give birth without pain? Don't you give birth without pain?"
Wen Qinghan closed her eyes slightly, and for the first time in front of Shi Qingqiu hesitantly bit her lower lip unconsciously.
Over the years, she has never let anything influence her, except Shi Qingqiu. She thought about Shi Qingqiu the most, missed Shi Qingqiu the most, worried about Qingqiu the most, and was most reluctant to part with Shi Qingqiu.
Shi Qingqiu pressed against her forehead, held her face with a smile on his face, and said softly and gently: "Being able to give birth to a little Wen baby is enough for me to ignore the pain. Qinghan, don't think about it." , don't you want to?"
There is a feather in the head of the heart that seems to be flirting. It is obviously not a love story, but it can easily capture all her thoughts and suppress all the disagreements she wants to say.
They will have a baby with their blood flowing through them, who will have a gentle and kind temperament like Shi Qingqiu, and will be as gentle and pleasant as Shi Qingqiu.
She finally blinked, sighed softly, and when she kissed Qingqiu's lips lightly, she responded leisurely: "If it hurts too much by then, go home and bite me, pinch me, whatever, let me Pain with you."
Shi Qingqiu smiled sweetly, pinched her face and said angrily: "Lawyer Wen, are you cornering the corner and calling me fierce? How can I be so fierce? So that's what I look like in your mind."
Wen Qinghan said nothing, just continued to kiss Shi Qingqiu on the lips.
Shi Qingqiu let out a "huh", supported her shoulders and thought for a while, and said, "Tomorrow Saturday, accompany me home to bring my luggage. I went home to change clothes before going to the appointment two days ago, and I have almost packed it." .¡±
Wen Qinghan's quiet eyes surged with waves, and he murmured: "Tomorrow is Saturday"
"Well, just go back in the afternoon." Shi Qingqiu withdrew from her embrace, pulled her to the side of the bed, took off her shoes first, and moved in while saying: "You must be tired after working for a week, we will sleep late tomorrow morning , Sleep until you wake up naturally, sleep until the sun basks your butt."
Shi Qingqiu smiled happily, pulled the quilt to cover herself, then patted the place beside her and asked her: "Is it okay?"
Wen Qinghan took off his shoes and went to bed, lifted the quilt and lay down next to her, and replied softly: "Okay, that's it, we'll go out in the afternoon."
Shi Qingqiu leaned over and went over Wen Qinghan's body to turn off the lights in the room, leaving only one bedside lamp. She returned to the bed, and with the only remaining warm light, she put her hands on Wen Qinghan's body.
She squinted her eyes into a smile, and was about to say "good night", but Wen Qinghan turned over and put his hands on her side, lowered his body and whispered to her ambiguously: "Since we are going to sleep in tomorrow morning, how about today?" If you get tired at night, it shouldn't affect you."
"What¡¡"
Shi Qingqiu couldn't complete the question in a normal tone because Wen Qinghan had already kissed her. This kiss was hot and affectionate, with the eagerness that had been revealed in the past, now because of the words just now, it seemed to be full of deep meaning.
Wen Qinghan brushed aside her hair scattered in front of her shoulders, hooked the shoulder straps of her nightgown with her fingertips and pulled it down, her breathing became disordered, and she weakly grasped the corner of Wen Qinghan's clothes.
Wen Qinghan kissed her chin, buried her head in her neck, pressed her lips against her collarbone, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Should I ask again? Mrs. Wen."
The air in this room seemed to be heating up. When Shi Qingqiu breathed it into his lungs, he felt his whole body burn up all of a sudden.
Her eyes were no longer clear, as if encouraged, she inserted her five fingers into Wen Qinghan's hair.
She smiled slightly, and whispered softly like a dream: "My answer is always valid"
Wen Qinghan longingly kissed Shi Qingqiu's lips, and the pair of hands that wrote the words clearly and powerfully slid into every place she wanted to touch.
The warm light of the bedside lamp created a beautiful world on the bed, and the corner of the empty pillow was coated with a circle of orange velvet light, and the soft silk was cast on the white wall by the uplifted shadow, undulating Volatility, accompanied by lingering chanting, intertwined into a scene of turbulent waves. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)Qingqiu's lips, that pair of hands that wrote clearly and powerfully, slid into every place she wanted to touch.
The warm light of the bedside lamp created a beautiful world on the bed, and the corner of the empty pillow was coated with a circle of orange velvet light, and the soft silk was cast on the white wall by the uplifted shadow, undulating Volatility, accompanied by lingering chanting, intertwined into a scene of turbulent waves. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com