Love at the Right Time

When Wen Qinghan entered the door, Shi Zhaoyi, Qin Wang and Ji Lan were ready to leave.

The house was warm, Wen Qinghan undressed his coat and greeted the few people who came out, "Is this going away? Are you finished talking about your business?"

Qin Wang bit the apple and said, "It's nothing big, isn't it just the studio? They have finished talking a few words."

Shi Zhaoyi smiled and said, "Well, that has to be our boss who can talk easily."

Shi Qingqiu stretched out his hand, Wen Qinghan consciously held it, looked at a few people and said, "Don't you stay for a while? Especially Zhao Yi, it's rare to see each other once, and I don't know when the next time it will be."

Shi Zhaoyi said regretfully: "I want to, but I will fly to participate in a charity event tomorrow morning, and I must return to the hotel tonight."

Qin Wang shrugged and said meaningfully: "We came by a car, and I have to send Zhao Yi back. Moreover, I want a world of two with Lan Lan, and I won’t leave a world with you two. Get mixed up."

Shi Qingqiu upholds the spirit of quarreling with Qin Wang, and habitually blows back: "I want to stay with Xiaolan and Zhaoyi, so forget it."

Shi Zhaoyi chuckled, and when he reached out and shook his hand, Qingqiu didn't hold Wen Qinghan's hand, "Then let's go, and see you next time. If you want me to be the bridesmaid, you must tell me in advance. I will make time to come over."

Wen Qinghan curled his lips and said nothing, Shi Qingqiu let go of her hand and went over to hold Shi Zhaoyi's arm and smiled: "I hope you can bring a person to show me when we meet next time, and give it to you every day. Worry about it, okay?"

Qin Wang bit the apple, rubbed his arms, vaguely, and said in a weird manner: "It is trouble for women to say goodbye..."

Ji Lan twisted his arm fiercely, "What are you talking nonsense?"

"Okay, I really have to go, call WeChat, don't send it." Shi Zhaoyi glanced at the watch and stopped joking.

She nodded to Shi Qingqiu and Wen Qinghan, and left with Qin Wangjilan.

Wen Qinghan didn't feel hungry, so he went back to the room with Shi Qingqiu, and after taking a bath, he went to bed and leaned against the head of the bed and closed his eyes to rest.

When Shi Qingqiu came out of the shower, she went to get medicine for Wen Qinghan first.

She wore a lavender nightgown, and the skin-skinned silk outlined her slender figure very beautifully. The casual belt tied around her waist was hanging down, swaying slightly as she walked, as if it would be because of the next moment. Gravity and loose.

Wen Qinghan didn't know when he opened his eyes and looked at her without blinking.

Shi Qingqiu poured the water and asked without looking back, "Qing Han, where did you go just now? It seems to have been a long time."

"I just wandered around, and then went to sit in the garden." Wen Qinghan told honestly, but there is no need to say the latter part.

Shi Qingqiu smiled, "Why are you going to the garden at night? It's so cold, there must be no one there."

"Well, really not. Your phone came when I just wanted to leave." Wen Qinghan blinked, as if he had been watching for too long.

Shi Qingqiu came over with the medicine in one hand and the water cup in the other, went to bed, put the medicine in Wen Qinghan's hand, and supervised her to eat and drink.

Putting a cup of water, Shi Qingqiu got into the bed and wiped the corners of her mouth, "Lie down, I'll turn on the TV to listen to the rule of law news, and then go to sleep."

Wen Qinghan was not obedient. She stretched out her hand and hugged Shi Qingqiu's body, burying her head nostalgic to Shi Qingqiu's neck.

"What's the matter?" Shi Qingqiu hugged her back, stroking her long hair with both hands from top to bottom, and said warmly: "Don't you want to sleep? I can't watch TV. I get tired easily. When I go to the hospital for check-ups in two days Ask the doctor first."

Wen Qinghan kissed Shi Qingqiu’s neck and felt Shi Qingqiu’s breathing tremble, and then moved her lips to her ears and said calmly, “I’m uncomfortable during this period. I can’t do anything for you, and let you Take care of me, it's hard work."

Wen Qinghan's voice was originally clear and beautiful, as clear as a mountain stream, and when she spoke in such a low voice from time to time, it contained the temptation of being inexplicable.

"What's so hard?" Shi Qingqiu smiled carelessly, turned to look at her, "Did you listen to what I said to you that day?"

"Well, I understand that I won't think about it anymore." Wen Qinghan assured him softly and earnestly. She tightened her arms and held Shi Qingqiu's earlobes.

At the moment when Shi Qingqiu's earlobe was wrapped in the hot and humid mouth, Shi Qingqiu's body immediately tensed, and many images of her body intertwined appeared, and she was soft in Wen Qinghan's arms again.

"Mrs. Wen, I miss you." Wen Qinghan muttered these words in Shi Qingqiu's ear, both affectionate and lustful.

"I'm here, what else do you think?" Shi Qingqiu raised his head amusedly, let Wen Qinghan kiss her neck, hugged her head with her hands, and put her slender fingers into her black hair.

Wen Qinghan loved the feeling of struggling with Shi Qingqiu's ears. Every time she hugs her, she wants to kiss her, and every time she kisses her, she wants to go deeper and make her completely her own.

The beast in my heart has been in power for several years, only Shi Qingqiu can restrain it, and only Shi Qingqiu can let it be free.

Wen Qinghan turned over and suppressed Shi Qingqiu, and kissed her strongly. She felt as if a fire had ignited in her body, making her whole body hot, and a rush of blood rushed to her forehead, and the dizziness suddenly became obvious.

Shi Qingqiu closed her eyes in response to her enthusiasm, feeling the temperature of her side face extremely hot in her palm, sinking into her gentle and lingering kiss.

Wen Qinghan lowered the straps of Shi Qingqiu's nightgown with one hand, and at the same time gently pulled down the nightgown behind Shi Qingqiu's back with the other hand, and the smooth skin on his shoulders was exposed to the air.

Shi Qingqiu was awakened, and a bit of reason was struggling out of the blur in his opened eyes. She pushed Wen Qinghan, who panted anxiously, so dizzy, she had to pillow Shi Qingqiu's chest and stopped moving.

"It seems that you don't have to think about this until you are fully recovered." Shi Qingqiu said softly, touching Wen Qinghan's cheek with his hand, and rubbing her lips with his thumb based on the feeling.

Wen Qinghan closed her eyes. The desire just now had not been completely extinguished. She moved up and said in a low voice in Shi Qingqiu's ear: "I think..."

"I can't even think about it." Shi Qingqiu rebuffed decisively, as if cinnabar fainted on her face, and then said in a light tone of comfort: "I'll talk about it when I get better. Be obedient. I'll go for a checkup in these two days.

Wen Qinghan kissed her eyes, again with a low voice: "I really want to."

Shi Qingqiu sighed, is this acting like a baby? The boring gourd version of aegyo? Not soft at all, Wen Qinghan really has no talent for acting like a baby.

She stretched out her hand to pull the nightgown up to cover her body because of Wen Qinghan's words. She thought for a while, then blushed and got into Wen Qinghan's arms. The clothes didn't pull either, they were just like that, because they were torn from behind by Wen Qinghan just now, and their shoulders were also exposed.

"Then I'll let you touch it, is that okay?" Her voice seemed to be soaked in honey, soft and shy.

Wen Qinghan suddenly felt his throat dry, and put his arms around Shi Qingqiu's waist, "Is it all right?"

"Isn't it enough? If it's too much..." Shi Qingqiu's cheeks are hot, and the skin of the neck is as warm as Wen Qinghan, "Then...no more than a minute, I'm afraid I can't help it, you will be more obedient. ."

Wen Qinghan squinted his eyes, touching Shi Qingqiu's back hand unconsciously moving upward, his fingertips sliding along the outline of the butterfly bone, his thumb quietly moving to his chest.

When she heard that Qingqiu's breathing was getting short, thinking about the intimacy of the past, she became more and more unable to bear it, as if two villains were fighting in her head.

A white, a red, and a pair of horns grow on the top of the red villain, looking very evil and aggressive. And the white one, obviously looks like a leisurely look, but recruits and controls the enemy, and easily knocks the red one to the ground.

Before the fire in her body became more intense, she finally controlled herself in time, retracted her hand, turned over and lay down, breathing deeply.

She closed her eyes and didn't speak, Shi Qingqiu woke up from the confusion just now, squeezing a smile and putting on her nightgown. Qing Qiu didn't have a score in his heart, saying that it was a minute, where the interest came up too much, so she could only try not to let her indulge too much.

She was fine, and simply retracted.

Shi Qingqiu turned sideways and lowered his head against her ears, and asked with a soft smile: "Baby Wen, do you want to listen to the news? Or just went to bed?"

Wen Qinghan's throat moved, and he answered flatly, "I want to listen."

Shi Qingqiu smiled and said: "Okay, then you lie down and don't move, I will give you the news, and then take the gauze off your forehead."

After tossing for a while, the news of the rule of law every night has already started for a while.

Shi Qingqiu turned on the TV to the news channel, and the volume was just right.

She found the ointment and went back to the bed, ready to pick up the gauze from Wen Qinghan who turned her back to her.

As soon as she got into the bed, Shi Qingqiu suddenly heard a low voice, mixed with the voice of the male anchor on the TV, and it was not easy to listen carefully.

She leaned in curiously to listen, and the next moment she closed her mouth tightly, almost laughing.

Wen Qinghan muttered to himself: "Article 1, the Civil Procedure Law is based on the Constitution, and is formulated in accordance with the experience and actual conditions of my country's civil trial work. Article 2 The mission of the Civil Procedure Law is to protect the parties' rights in litigation. ..."

Actually backing the Civil Procedure Law, Shi Qingqiu was really speechless...

Wen Qinghan just went to sleep with her back on her back. Shi Qingqiu took off her gauze and gently put the ointment on her, then tiptoed out of bed, turned off the TV, and went to bed.

She breathed softly, Shi Qingqiu carefully hugged her over, saying goodnight softly.

At night, Wen Qinghan rolled over, and inadvertently broke away a little sleepy sleepiness. When he saw Qingqiu, he was right in front of him, and he stuck it up and hugged him without thinking.

However, Shi Qingqiu was not so quiet. He pushed Wen Qinghan a little bit. Under the warm light of the bedside lamp, Wen Qinghan worked hard to drive away his sleepiness, vaguely seeing Shi Qingqiu's frowning eyebrows.

"Um... don't..." Shi Qingqiu murmured. Although he refused Wen Qinghan's embrace, he actively fumbled for Wen Qinghan's hand and held it tightly.

Wen Qinghan immediately woke up, afraid that she would have a nightmare, and didn't dare to blink her eyes. He touched her face and whispered, "Qingqiu, Qingqiu, are you dreaming? Wake up."

In the mist, Shi Qingqiu was wrapped in a soft and flowing force, and fell down at an extremely fast speed. She didn't have any visible objects around her, but when she was struggling, she could feel a flowing breath surrounding her.

The earth suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, and she woke up with a shock of exclamation.

Wen Qinghan hurriedly wiped the sweat from her forehead, and asked with concern: "What's the matter? Is it a nightmare?"

Shi Qingqiu breathed calmly, nodded, and shook his head.

Wen Qinghan was puzzled, Shi Qingqiu said: "Yes, it's not a nightmare, I don't feel scared..."

"No, it's fine." Wen Qinghan breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that she seemed to be thinking, he stretched out his hand to cover her eyes, "Don't think about it, just go to sleep after the dream, it's late."

Shi Qingqiu let out a "um", blinking his eyes, rubbing his eyelashes against Wen Qinghan's palm, itching a little unbearable.

The feeling in the dream just now, it felt like hugging Wen Qinghan to her.