Even if you wear fast female accessories, you should also be brave enough to look bad

The end of the year is over and spring has begun again. The spring in Dongping is very warm. Yun Qian can finally take off his heavy coat. Wearing a thin shawl is enough to resist the cool breeze of early spring.

Yun Qian was invited by Mr. Wen to sit in the Wen Mansion. Wen Jin immediately told his father about Wen Jin and Yun Qian being together, but Mr. Wen never found a suitable time to invite Yun Qian over.

In fact, it's not a big deal to invite Yun Qian over. To a certain extent, it's a different kind of meeting with parents.

Mr. Wen didn't say anything special, and the two chatted about daily life.

Yun Qian had a deep memory of Mr. Wen's sincere words.

He said: "Ajin has been cold-tempered since he was a child. I was worried that he wouldn't be able to handle it when he became a young commander, but he is very good now. As a father, I am very happy. Fortunately, I met you. After meeting you, I I feel like he has become more relaxed and more humane.”

So when Yun Qian went to the young marshal's house in the afternoon, she sniffed around the young marshal who was busy with official duties.

Wen Jin didn't know what this little girl was doing, and asked with some confusion: "What are you doing?"

"I'm smelling if there's anything human about it."

Wen Jin: "......"

The little girl really has one thought every day.

Yun Qian took Wen Jin's hand that was resting on the desk, then she snuggled into Wen Jin's arms, found a comfortable position to sit with Wen Jin, and finally put down Wen Jin's hand.

Wen Jin's eyebrows showed gentleness unconsciously. He gently placed his chin on the top of Yun Qian's head, and wrapped his hand without the pen around Yun Qian's waist.

"Have you lost weight?" Wen Jin made a rough estimate.

Yun Qian turned her head and brushed her lips against the side of Wen Jin's face, "Really? I've eaten a lot during this period, and I thought I was getting fat."

Wen Jin lowered her head and kissed Yun Qian's lips in a calm voice, then took the person into her arms again: "Not fat, did you go to see my father this morning?"

"Oh, yes, Mr. Wen also told me a lot about your childhood."

"He said that you were so impersonal before, but you became so after meeting me, so I am your little lucky star, so take good care of me."

The first part was still serious, but later Yun Qian started talking nonsense.

"Also, you have to let me do anything. Let me eat whatever I want. You can't be cruel to me."

Wen Jin lowered his eyes in amusement and watched Yun Qian count the demands on him on his fingers. He knew his father, and his father would never say such a thing.

This is what the little girl wants to do, and what she can do is because she is used to it.

Of course, we can only continue to get used to it.

Yun Qian's mouth went dry as she spoke, and Wen Jin promptly handed her hot tea with a slight smile on her lips.

Lu Ming came to Wen Jin for discussion today with some documents. He had been to the Young Marshal's Mansion many times. Because he came so often, he always pushed the door open and went in.

Unexpectedly, the car overturned today.

He pushed open the door of Wen Jin's study as usual, and then saw the intimate posture of Wen Jin and Yun Qian in front of the desk.

Lu Ming: "..."

He very consciously covered his eyes and turned away, "It's okay, it's not enough to blind my eyes."

Yun Qian coughed twice and struggled to get off Wen Jin's arms. Wen Jin refused to let him go. The hand around Yun Qian's waist remained motionless no matter how hard Yun Qian pulled it.

"Oh, Mr. Marshal, I don't see that you still suffer from skin hunger and thirst." Lu Ming looked strangely at the door.

As soon as he finished speaking, he was hit on the back of the head by a soft pillow.

Lu Ming: "..."

Sure enough, men are all jealous of sex, and Lu Ming finally understood.

Yun Qian finally came out of Wen Jin's arms and stood aside, looking at the sky and the ground like a normal person.

Wen Jin chuckled and looked at Lu Ming, who was standing with his back to him, "Remember to knock on the door next time."

"No, don't come next time."

"........."

This is the man! ! !

Lu Ming screamed silently in his heart, and morally condemned Wen Jin from the perspective of a single.

The two chatted for a while and finally turned the topic to business.

"These are what you asked me to look at last time. These are good and meet your requirements. See if they work." Lu Ming put a few pieces of paper similar to drawings on Wen Jin's table. Yun Qian couldn't look at them. Very clear what is above.

Wen Jin read them carefully one by one, then neatly stacked the pile of papers, "I got it, you can go."

"...Wen Jin, you are trying to burn bridges across the river!" Lu Ming shouted angrily.

Wen Jin accepted it happily, and then said slowly: "You have been eyeing that piece of land in the east of the city for a long time. You can do with it whatever you want."

Lu Ming's expression instantly became attentive and he was no longer angry at all, "Young Marshal is really wise. The little things I did don't matter. From now on, as long as the Young Marshal orders you, I will definitely die without giving up. Come on, Young Marshal, have a drink." Tea."

It looked like he wanted to feed the water directly into Wen Jin's mouth.

Yun Qian was amused by Lu Ming's change of attitude faster than he could flip through a book.

Lu Ming came not happy, but left happily, humming a little tune when he left.

"What did he do for you in exchange for a piece of land?" Yun Qian asked curiously.

Wen Jin took the person over again and put him in his arms, and placed the pile of papers one by one. On them were some brief design drawings of the houses.

Yun Qian's eyes showed confusion.

Wen Jin put her head on Yun Qian's shoulder, turned her head and kissed the side of Yun Qian's neck. The warm breath spread, and Yun Qian subconsciously shrank her neck.

"Look at our future wedding rooms, which one do you like?"

"Marriage room?!" Yun Qian was shocked.

"Yeah, what?" Wen Jin replied calmly.

"It's nothing, I just feel... it's a bit too fast." Yun Qian said honestly.

"Really? I even think we should have been married for a long time at this time."

No one wants to marry the girl they love home, and Wen Jin is no exception.

Yun Qian stared at the young marshal for a long time and came to a conclusion: "Young marshal, you don't... hate getting married, do you?"

"Well, a little bit."

Wen Jin admitted frankly that he was seriously planning for the future of the two of them.

The position of young marshal has great glory but is also full of dangers. He has even thought about when to retire and focus on Yun Qian.

Yun Qian reached out and hugged Wen Jin, "But these houses are all very beautiful, I can't choose them."

"Then live in one place for a while? I have reserved these places. You can live wherever you want. I will let you live."

Yun Qian was stunned: "...!!!"

"How about... just give me the house, and I can live with the house for the rest of my life."

Each house has good feng shui and a good location. In Yun Qian's eyes, it is just a pile of immovable money.

Wen Jin laughed angrily and pinched Yun Qian's cheeks with both hands. She couldn't bear to pinch the cheeks so much that it hurt, so she just rubbed them gently.

"You can only live with me, understand?"

Yun Qian smiled, and then looked at the house on the drawing seriously.

"That's it. There is a shop selling my favorite food at this door."

"Okay, then this is it." Wen Jin indulged unconditionally.

"Then I'll go there for supper every night!"

"That won't work."

"Why? You just said you would let me go! It's true, you won't cherish it if you get it!!!"