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

Shang Yinghan seemed dissatisfied with her answer: "Do you need me to come forward?"

Wen Qing wanted to shake her head subconsciously, but thinking that she hadn't planned to make it public, it seemed like a proposition.

No answer is right.

She said slowly, "Uncle Fifth, I think..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Shang Yinghan: "Eat slowly, I will wait for you outside."

Shang Yinghan took the napkin, wiped his mouth, then got up, left his seat, and left the dining room.

Wen Qing sighed, did she say something to offend Uncle Wu again...

Pretend not to know anything, but also deliberately ignore and not ask.

Eh!

Life is impermanent, the large intestine wraps the small intestine.

After Wen Qing had breakfast and left, she went back and changed her clothes before going out.

The temperature is cooling down a bit today, she is going to put on a coat, looking at the rows of new clothes, each style is better than the last, Wen Qing has a crooked idea in her heart.

During this period of time, Uncle Wu is recovering from his injuries. Does she have to obediently ignore him every day?

It was only the first day, and she couldn't pretend anymore.

Want to spread out and say anytime, anywhere.

It can't go on like this, it's not her character, she has to show it to him, and she has to add some interesting colors to the life of Fifth Uncle while he is recuperating.

Otherwise she will suffocate to death.

Wen Qing began to pick and choose in the cloakroom, and finally changed into a brown and white checkerboard long-sleeved suit skirt with a narrow waist and a separately designed pleated mesh skirt.

She considered whether to wear stockings at first, but finally gave up.

The white and slender legs were exposed, straight and slender.

She wore a pair of black leather and red-soled high heels, eight centimeters high, and she usually only wore five or six centimeters.

Not only the clothes have changed drastically, but the makeup has also changed greatly.

The boiled water makeup became extraordinarily meandering, and the light-colored lip glaze turned into rust red. The beauty was warm and flamboyant, a beauty that no one could ignore at first glance.

When Wen Qing came out after dressing up, she saw Uncle Wu standing outside the car door talking with Chen Jian, because Wen Qing couldn't hear clearly because it was too far away.

She deliberately made a loud rattling sound when she walked, and as she wished, Fifth Uncle turned his head and looked over.

It was just a light glance at first, but after falling on her, the change in those calm eyes was particularly obvious.

Even Chen Jian was dumbfounded. Is Madam going to walk the red carpet? ?

If this is really going to walk the red carpet, then the scene will be crazy! ! !

Wen Qing walked beside Shang Yinghan with her head held high and her chest held high, her expression was well managed, and she looked obviously much colder than usual.

She asked, "Uncle Wu, do I look good in this outfit today?"

Don't be tentative, just ask!

Get it right!

Shang Yinghan's eyes lingered on her arrogant little face, and he answered irrelevantly: "Aren't you going to go to the crew to try on makeup?"

"That's right." Wen Qing nodded: "You have to dress up when you go to the film crew to try on makeup, and you must dress up as if you are very rich, so the makeup artist won't neglect me."

Words are all nonsense.

Wanting someone to care is real.

Wen Qing thinks that the effect may not be quick, or it may not be effective at all, and Uncle Wu doesn't care what she looks like today when she goes to the crew to try on makeup. However, Shang Yinghan's attitude after that really made Wen Qingzhuo unclear.

She got into the car without incident.

Sitting in the back seat was still sitting beside Shang Yinghan.

Shang Yinghan didn't say anything throughout the whole process, occasionally using his mobile phone to deal with things, and then fell silent. In Wen Qing's view, such silence is tantamount to ignoring, and she feels very upset.

But I endured the discomfort, who made Uncle Wu hurt.

Anyway, she was trying her best to show her presence in front of him, otherwise it would be so boring to wait for Uncle Wu to recover from his injury. It would be best for Fifth Uncle to have nothing to do with her, but to grit his teeth and endure it, that would be the best, it would be a great sense of accomplishment.

Wen Qing slowly adjusted her sitting posture, and then slowly moved towards Shang Yinghan's side bit by bit, and when she got close, she carefully touched his arm: "Uncle Wu, you haven't answered me yet, today's dress looks good ?"

Shang Ying didn't look sideways: "It's beautiful."

Wen Qing pouted the tip of her nose: "Perfunctory."

Shang Yinghan remained silent and looked out the car window.

Wen Qing said: "Uncle Wu, don't you even look at me?"

Shang Yinghan turned around to look at her, his dark pupils were deeper than usual.

Originally, Wen Qing felt that after getting in the car, Fifth Uncle never looked at her directly, and she had to make him look at her. She is indeed dressed beautifully today, but it is not too revealing, so Uncle Wu will not lose his concentration.

It's just that his response was too cold, which made Wen Qing feel like he was singing a one-man show.

"Does it look good?" Wen Qing repeated the perfunctory question just now.

Shang Yinghan hummed, and answered her: "It looks good."

Wen Qing chased after her and asked, "Where is the best place?"

"The eyes, nose, hair, and clothes are all beautiful." He answered seriously, but quickly looked away.

His eyes are obviously so cold, but they seem to be stained with the mist of falling into the altar, they are constantly restraining, Wen Qing can even see his throat wriggling repeatedly.

Looking at his ascetic side face, Wen Qing suddenly said by accident: "Uncle Wu, I forgot one thing."

Shang Yinghan didn't look at her, but just asked: "What did you forget?"

Wen Qing leaned forward, she didn't know if this posture would touch his wound, but at this moment she really couldn't control her behavior, she lay beside his ear, and whispered: "Uncle Wu, I forgot today I'm wearing leggings..."

Shang Yinghan: "..."

This tone can be heard more or less intentionally.

And Wen Qing did it on purpose.

Shang Yinghan slowly looked sideways at her.

The red lips are flaming, enchanting and scorching.

From the time he left the house until now, he tried not to look at her. This little rose has become a wild rose today, and you will sink into it if you look at it any more. Along the way, he seemed to be meditating, but in fact he was distracted, tsk, he thought about something he shouldn't have thought about, and the wound felt a little achy.

It even hurts a little more.

Their eyes met for a brief moment, Wen Qing felt guilty, she took the lead to look away, and whispered: "There should be no problem, my skirt is not short."

Shang Yinghan rolled up the corners of his magnificent lips, his pupils became deeper and deeper.

After arriving at Shang Yinghan's company, Wen Qing noticed that the parking location was a bit off, and he could enter from the other side and take the elevator directly upstairs.

Shang Yinghan got out of the car directly.

Wen Qing couldn't help but wonder if he was really unattractive to Uncle Wu? I did it, but I didn’t like the result very much. It’s really hard for people on the altar to get rid of it. Forget it.

Just when she thought that Chen Jian would send her to try on makeup, the car door beside her opened.

Before Wen Qing could react, Shang Yinghan grabbed her by the wrist and led her out of the car. Although Wen Qing didn't know that Uncle Wu pulled her out of the car to remind her or tell her something, she insisted on saying, "Uncle Wu, just kiss goodbye in the car, how many people see you when you get out of the car?" Not good."

Shang Yinghan hugged her slender waist: "I hope you can provoke me like this in a while."

what do you mean? ?

Before Wen Qing could react, Shang Yinghan directly took her into the company, took the elevator upstairs, and went to his office.

From closing and locking the door to lowering the blinds, there was no hesitation or pause in the whole process. His purpose was direct and clear.

With his arms up, Wen Qing sat on the desk and swallowed sharply: "Uncle Wu, you, what are you doing..."

Shang Yinghan remained expressionless: "Don't worry, don't do anything."

Wen Qing also felt that Uncle Wu would not come suddenly. His injury is still not healed. What if the wound bleeds again after strenuous exercise?

When she was calming down, she felt a big hand on her thigh.

Wen Qing's heart skipped a beat, before he could look down, his hand had already been stretched in.