Love at the Right Time

Shi Qingqiu slept extremely peacefully. If she hadn't rolled her back and her eyes flashed by the sun, she might have been able to sleep until the afternoon.

"I remember the date of marriage registration very clearly, and the answer is the same. I have known it since I was a child, and it is conservatively estimated that it has been 25 years. This answer is the same. Elementary, middle, and university are all together, um, the same..."

"What kind of posture do I like most when I am intimacy..."

A familiar voice came into his ears, Shi Qingqiu squinted his eyes, whispered a low "Well", turned over in the direction of the sound source, reached out and hugged Wen Qinghan's leg.

There was a burst of laughter, and then another similarly familiar voice: "Isn't it...you two have such an explosive problem? No wonder the finale."

Why are these words so familiar?

She frowned, rubbed Wen Qinghan's thigh, and asked, "What is this sound? Where is Baby Wen?"

Wen Qinghan, who was leaning on the bedside and watching the video with a tablet, curled up his lips, with a meaningful smile, and seemed to remember what happened last night.

She lowered her head and squeezed Shi Qingqiu's nose, and said softly: "Here, hurry up and eat. It's already noon."

After speaking, he glanced at the sticky notes thrown in the trash, and shook his head helplessly. It was already noon to go home during the lunch break, and Qingqiu got up soon when she went to work in the morning. She left her breakfast and a note to remind her, but she didn't wait for information or phone calls. When I came back from the lunch break, I didn't get up yet.

Shi Qingqiu closed her eyes, her long eyelashes quivered, and it took a long time to open it completely. She tightly hugged Wen Qinghan's thigh arm, and muttered: "Qing Han, why did you get up so early?"

"It's getting late. It's lunch break. I went to the law firm to come back and bought you porridge." Wen Qinghan put the tablet on the quilt, touched Shi Qingqiu's hair with one hand, and reached into the quilt with the other. Hold her hand on her lap.

"It's noon, I actually slept for so long..." Shi Qingqiu sighed annoyedly, lay flat on the bed and sat up, leaning against the head of the bed with Wen Qinghan.

Most people after waking up will recall what happened when they were drunk, and Shi Qingqiu is no exception. She went through the whole story of yesterday's drunkenness in her mind. From going to the hotel to a banquet, she found that Yang Xiao had sneaked in to inform Wen Qinghan and she was relieved.

Probably after Yang Xiao came back and gave her a reassuring look, the wine she drank began to work. It was the first time in such a long time that she was drunk, because the protagonist of last night was her, and everyone came to her. If Wen Qinghan was waiting, she would not dare to take it all.

The pictures in my mind flicked one by one, Wen Qinghan walked home from the garage carrying her back, showing how she was coquettish and aggrieved along the way, and Wen Qinghan kissing her in the dark room. The screen popped up.

Shi Qingqiu's eyes suddenly flashed with shame, and he unnaturally grasped the quilt with both hands.

"Um... I drank too much last night, um..." She lowered her head and bit her lip in a whisper, her face flushed.

Wen Qinghan stretched out his hand to hug Shi Qingqiu's waist, took Shi Qingqiu into his arms, raised his eyebrows, tightened his arms and said, "If you have a meeting in the future, remember to confess A Xiao in advance and let me pick you up, just like last night. The same. But even with me, you better not get drunk because it is not good for your health."

For so many years, she has never been able to accompany Shi Qingqiu in an open manner after his busy schedule. She is always worried and always hides anxious heart. Fortunately, the staff around Shi Qingqiu are very conscientious. Now that she is able to be with her, she can tell her that she doesn't need to bury her inner emotions.

Shi Qingqiu put her hand on her shoulder, held her hand in her palm, and responded softly and seriously: "I know, this time, there will be no next time."

Wen Qinghan lowered his head and kissed Shi Qingqiu's forehead, and asked, "Are you going to get up?"

Shi Qingqiu shook his head and shrank into Wen Qinghan's arms again: "No, wait a while, I'm still sleepy." Her gaze accidentally fell on the flat bed Wen Qinghan placed on the blanket, and asked doubtfully: " Qing Han, what were you looking at just now? Why did I seem to hear Ah Wang's voice."

Hearing this question, Wen Qinghan rubbed her hair, stood up the tablet to show her the paused picture, and explained: "It was the video sent by Sister Shushen to me, saying that it was the tidbits of your reality show, you I should have received it on the mobile phone. She said that this tidbit has not been released yet, and the organizer is asking everyone for their opinions."

Reality show tidbits? Isn't it because they made mistakes or laughed occasionally when shooting? What is there to ask for opinions?

She didn't care much and reached out to click on the video to continue playing, and the next scene completely overthrew her thoughts.

On the screen, the smile on the face of the host of the reality show at that time was too profound. Facing her and Wen Qinghan sitting on the sofa in the screen, they looked at the paper in their hands and said: "Qingqiu’s answer is the traditional posture. Qing Han's answer is what Qing Qiu likes."

Shi Qingqiu suddenly felt as if there was a fire approaching herself, and she panicked. She paused the video in a hurry, wanted to retract under the bed, and said in a low voice: "Well, I'll watch it later, and then reply to them. ."

Wen Qinghan saw her embarrassment. Instead of letting go, he hugged her tightly. The words she leaned in and said were her usual calmness, but she also brought some jokes: "Qingqiu, can you tell me? Me, what is the traditional posture? And, what you said last night, how do you sleep without closing your eyes?"

Shi Qingqiu bit her lip. At that time, she chose the simplest posture to pass the test. Is it possible for her to write a difficult posture? She doesn't know how to write that, but can only write a "traditional posture".

And last night, didn't you drink too much?

Wen Qinghan was clearly teasing her. She raised her head and glared at Wen Qinghan. This person seemed to be waiting honestly, as if she was really asking some academic question.

She froze and retorted: "I just write the traditional posture casually. You can check it yourself if you want to know. Also, isn't your answer written like that to help me pass the test?"

Unexpectedly, Wen Qinghan put away the trace of joking, shook his head and opened the video, letting Shi Qingqiu listen to the next content.

It was the host who announced the last time they kissed and said "I love you" for the last time. In the end, Wen Qinghan answered calmly.

"Yeah, last night. Because she fell asleep, she didn't know what I said or did. Is there anything wrong?"

The video was still playing, Shi Qingqiu could no longer hear what was playing, because Wen Qinghan kissed her. She lowered her head, Wen Qinghan cupped her face, held her lips softly like water, and hooked her tongue.

There is no desire, no extreme, it starts plainly, and ends with reluctance and nostalgia. Shi Qingqiu's eyes seemed to contain water mist, shining with waves, and his hands had already embraced Wen Qinghan's waist.

"Qingqiu, do you think I made it up?" Wen Qinghan looked serious, his tone was light and light, as if he was afraid that he would scare his lover, the indifference in his eyebrows that could not be removed in the past is incredibly gentle. , She said: "I love you."

Coming for such a long time, from a promise to the present, and from the mistaken belief that Wen Qinghan only fell in love with herself after getting married, until she understood that one of the 10,000 people had been waiting. Shi Qingqiu has accumulated too many emotions, he has a lot of precautions because of past failures, and he has a heartbeat and double consideration for her.

But no amount of worries can match time, and even more can't match Wen Qinghan.

Shi Qingqiu blinked, trying to hold back the tears, but there were still tears falling, she murmured, "Qing Han, say it again, I still want to hear it."

Wen Qinghan naturally wouldn't refuse, and took Shi Qingqiu into his arms to calm the sudden anxiety: "Those are not fake, I love you."

She touched Shi Qingqiu's long hair, paused, with a smile on her lips, and asked ambiguously, "Can you tell me now, what is the traditional posture?"

Shi Qingqiu pushed her in embarrassment, and said with an annoyance: "Rogue, I knew I wouldn't write at the beginning. I see how you come round."

Wen Qinghan smiled faintly, lowered his head to see Shi Qingqiu, because he was wearing a nightdress, one or two beautiful scenery could be seen from this angle. She pursed her lips and leaned closer to the lips of Qingqiu when she kissed softly.

There was an abnormal heat in her breathing. Shi Qingqiu bit her lip and said in a low voice, "Attorney Wen, it's noon..."

"In a while, I'm going to work." Wen Qinghan's voice was hoarse, as if suppressing something.

Shi Qingqiu didn't resist anymore, wrapped her neck and kissed her. This person used to be cold and frosty, but at this time he was as gentle as water, even if it was a bit more intense, he never made Shi Qingqiu uncomfortable.

Just as it gradually deepened, the doorbell rang slowly, not too loud but enough to wake the two people from the lingering.

Wen Qinghan licked his lips, his eyes became deeper and deeper.

Shi Qingqiu took a deep breath for a long time, then touched her arm, "I'm going to wash, you go to open the door."

At this time, if you are not satisfied, you have to greet the guests first. Wen Qinghan let out an "um", and then slowly, the two people got off the bed.

The visitor was Shi Qingqiu's parents. Wen Qinghan greeted him in the living room, poured two more cups of tea, and asked with a gentle smile, "Dad, Mom, why are you free today? We are about to visit you at home on the weekend."

Shi Honglang and his wife were sitting on the sofa. Tang Jinghui looked amiable as usual. She looked behind Wen Qinghan before saying: "We came out and just happened to be passing by, so we came in to have a look and ask if you two are missing. what."

Shi Honglang also agreed: "Yeah, don't forget to mention if there is anything you want the family to help. And the wedding, your father told me, make a decision as soon as possible, let your parents give you ideas if you decide not to come. "

Wen Qinghan stood upright, with a gentle expression and a humble attitude, and said with a slight smile: "Parents don't worry, after all, once in a lifetime, we will definitely be considerate."

Just after saying this, Shi Qingqiu walked out after changing his T-shirt and shorts, and gave her the suit jacket and briefcase that Wen Qinghan had put on the sofa in the room.

After putting it on, Wen Qinghan glanced at his watch, and said to Shi Honglang and his wife: "Dad, Mom, my lunch break is almost over. I'm going back to work. Let Qingqiu talk to you for a while. Then two days later, Zhou. On five nights, I booked a box outside, and our family will have a meal together. I have already notified my parents."

Shi Honglang drank the tea and raised his eyes, "Well, we heard your parents say, no problem."

"Dad, Mom, then I will send Qinghan out and come back." Shi Qingqiu blinked playfully, pushing Wen Qinghan towards the hallway.

Tang Jinghui followed her eyes and smiled.

Wen Qinghan said to Shi Qingqiu while putting on his shoes: "My parents are probably talking about their children, you remember what I told you last time."

"Yeah, remember." Shi Qingqiu straightened her collar after she stood up straight.

Wen Qinghan carried his briefcase and turned around: "Then I'm leaving."

"and many more."

Shi Qingqiu called her softly, and in the doubtful gaze of her quietly waiting for her to speak, she approached her face, rubbed her eyelashes on her face, causing a slight itching, and then her lips became warm and her ears warmed. When it came from the side, Qingqiu said softly: "Drive slowly, and come back early after get off work."

Wen Qinghan pursed his lips, resisting the urge to embrace Shi Qingqiu in his arms, and whispered with soft eyes: "Well, if you want to buy something to go home, call me in advance."

Shi Qingqiu chuckled and pushed Wen Qinghan out and closed the door.

She didn't know how long she could do as "Mrs. Wen", whether it was three to five years, or thirty to fifty years. She was still afraid of separation, and she still didn't dare to experience that piercing pain again, but this time, she didn't even dare to imagine.

She is still as scared as before, the difference is that she once refused to touch, but now she is looking forward to such days to continue day by day, don't stop, don't want to stop.