Love at the Right Time

Shi Qingqiu lowered his eyes and nudged Wen Qinghan, hurriedly ran into the bathroom and closed the door.

Wen Qinghan smiled, walked slowly to the desk placed in the room, pulled the chair away and sat down.

She raised her head and glanced at the bathroom where the sound of water was heard. She tapped the edge of the table with her finger, and then took out the white-covered notebook from the drawer.

She gently pressed her arm to the table, opened the notebook and turned to the latest page to write the date, controlling her strength, and writing line by line on it.

From the beginning to the end, there was a smile on her lips until the last full stop was drawn.

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and the pain in her arm approached numbness.

The bathroom door was opened, Shi Qingqiu stepped on slippers and walked out as if she was carrying water. Her black curly hair was scattered on her back, and her smart eyes seemed to be filled with water. She raised her hand and pinned her hair behind her ears, but the simple gestures were inexhaustible.

That silk nightdress was half loose and not tightly wrapped around Shi Qingqiu's body. The collar was a little low, but not very low. It could just show the edge of her plump twin peaks, and the bottom half covered her thighs, floating with the steps as she walked. , Like soft waves.

"Qing Han, go to the hospital for a dressing change tomorrow, remember not to arrange things." Shi Qingqiu walked to get Wen Qinghan's suit. She stuffed the medicine given by the doctor into her suit pocket this afternoon.

Wen Qinghan just took the notebook away and gently pushed the drawer up and replied, "Well, I remember."

"The doctor said that the stitches can be removed in two weeks, and it will take a few more medicines." Shi Qingqiu picked up his clothes and walked over, taking out his clothes pocket as he walked.

Wen Qinghan raised his eyes, a flash of light suddenly flashed in his head, and he immediately "cocked" in his heart.

Before she was nervous, Shi Qingqiu took out a salve and a royal blue velvet box from his pocket.

Shi Qingqiu raised his eyes meaningfully to look at her, and when she saw that she was playing with her phone casually, she had a thought in her heart. Put the clothes on the sofa, put the medicine away, and go over with the velvet box.

Shi Qingqiu leaned on the edge of the table, pinched the velvet box with his fingers, and lowered his head and asked, "Attorney Wen, what is this?"

Wen Qinghan couldn't control the flickering of his eyes, and pretended to answer plainly: "It's just a box, you just need to put it on the table."

Obviously, this kind of box could not be just "a box." Seeing Wen Qinghan's desire to cover it up, Shi Qingqiu had to use the final secret technique.

She was holding the box in her left hand, rubbing her right thumb on the bottom of the box, carefully examining it, and questioning: "If this is the case, then it should be okay for me to see, I opened it?"

Obviously it was intentional, and I must have guessed what it was inside.

Wen Qinghan sighed, turned the chair in the direction of Shi Qingqiu, and then put her arms around her waist and let her sit on her lap.

Shi Qingqiu was taken aback, ignoring anything else, and hurriedly put the box between the two, trying to hold Wen Qinghan's right hand with both hands but not daring, so she held her shoulders and exclaimed, "Qinghan, be careful of you." Hands!"

Wen Qinghan buried his head in her chest, her voice dull, "Okay, I said."

Shi Qingqiu became more curious while worried, and couldn't help but raise his lips and smile as his arms wrapped around Wen Qinghan's neck.

Wen Qinghan brewed for a long time, and his clear voice contained a bit of tenderness, and slowly whispered: "This is the ring, I told you last time. I originally planned to wear it to you after dinner tonight. , I want to give you a marriage proposal that we lack. I have thought of everything, but I didn’t expect it to be like this."

She spoke very gently, making Shi Qingqiu feel how much weight she has in these words.

Shi Qingqiu squeezed Wen Qinghan's chin and asked her to raise her head, and then gently dropped a kiss on her forehead, and couldn't help but calmly soothed: "The marriage is closed, and I still care about what those things do? Not to mention that compared to that form, I am more I care about your safety."

Shi Qingqiu lowered her head and opened the box. Thinking about the appearance of Wen Qinghan just now, she couldn't help but smile and said, "However, attorney Wen, you looked very much like you were caught after cheating."

Wen Qinghan frowned and smiled and asked, "Did you cheat on you?"

Shi Qingqiu replied very seriously: "No, I am the main room."

Wen Qinghan lowered his head, carefully moved his right hand to take down a ring in the box, Shi Qingqiu leaned on her and said softly, "I wear the right side, you wear the left side, half a person."

When the ring was slowly pushed forward by her, Qingqiu was in her right ring finger. She looked at the light gleaming under the light. For a while, the feeling of satisfaction was about to overflow her heart, and she could not speak.

Shi Qingqiu held her left hand around her waist and swept many pictures in her heart. There was her cold tone when she got married, she promised herself that she would not be separated at night when the law firm had a party, and she said that she had no regrets even if she lost in the village of the reality show, and she didn’t feel the same before setting off for filming. Hug of the home.

"I don't have time to get to know too many people, and it takes time and effort to get to know them. It's better to be together, knowing the roots, and saving time and effort."

"We are married. I should treat you well, right?"

"It's okay if you lose, I have no regrets."

"Don't be afraid, don't avoid me, your end is me, and your bargaining chip is also me."

"We are each other's wives, and we can't leave or separate."

The corners of Shi Qingqiu's eyes were hot and cold, tears wet her eyelashes, she trembled and pushed the other ring into Wen Qinghan's left ring finger, then turned to touch Wen Qinghan's face.

Her eyes were blurred by tears, and there were too many and too many words to say all at once, she shed tears, smiled and pressed a kiss on Wen Qinghan’s lips, murmured: "My love, shouldn’t it be right now? Kissed?"

Wen Qinghan's eyes were affectionate, his left hand was tightly around Qingqiu's waist, his head slightly lifted, he kissed her tears, and then kissed her lips.

Because of her posture, Shi Qingqiu sat on Wen Qinghan's legs and had to twist her body to hold her head, actively licking the corners of her lips, and traced her silky tongue along the line of her lips. Her breathing gradually became more rapid, and when she heard Shi Qingqiu's ears, she felt even more sultry.

It's unclear who is active and who is passive. Shi Qingqiu's tongue touches Wen Qinghan's teeth, pressing down the moan that overflows between her lips and teeth, and hooking her tongue to dance in her mouth wantonly.

Wen Qinghan's hands also began to be dishonest. When she held her left hand, Qingqiu fixed this position. When she was emotional, she also forgot that her right hand was injured. She gently and slowly got in under Shi Qingqiu's nightdress and gently covered it. On the smooth and flat belly.

Obviously it was just such ordinary affection, Wen Qinghan shivered when she touched the soft fat skin, she felt that she was about to be unable to bear it anymore. She didn't know how much she wanted Shi Qingqiu, every time she felt it was not enough, and every time she wanted more.

She breathed the scent of Shi Qingqiu's body, and her eyes seemed to be ignited in a piece of ice and snow. She panted, but the next moment her right hand was held by Shi Qingqiu.

"Be careful." Shi Qingqiu's eyes blurred, blushing to stop Wen Qinghan's reckless movement.

"You pay more attention." Wen Qinghan narrowed his eyes slightly, and his always clear voice was extremely hoarse, and it sounded a bit seductive.

"I'm afraid your hand hurts, do you blame me?" Shi Qingqiu pinched Wen Qinghan's nose amusedly.

The intimacy was terminated, and Wen Qinghan also regained his sanity. He pressed his hands honestly on Shi Qingqiu's lower abdomen and no longer moved, but unsatisfiedly buried his head in Shi Qingqiu's arms, breathing her taste deeply.

Time seemed to stand still, until the door was suddenly opened after ringing twice.

"Come here, you two, eat quickly." Zhao Wanyi opened the door with one hand against the tray, but the eye-catching scene made her quickly close the door and turn her back to the door, taking a few deep breaths.

Next time, she might have to wait a while before opening the door, otherwise no one might pull her hands out of her clothes. But thinking about this position, her daughter seems to have the upper hand?

After being dumbfounded, Shi Qingqiu quickly got off Wen Qinghan's legs, glared at her with a sullen smile, and walked quickly to open the door.

"Mom, I'm sorry, just..." Shi Qingqiu's cheeks were red, and he didn't know how to explain it. How to explain that posture was wrong.

"It's okay, I know." Zhao Wanyi smiled deeply, passed the tray in her hand, and confessed earnestly: "Be careful of the injury of the light cold. It is best not to eat hot and sour during this time, and there is less soy sauce. Dip, eat something light. Then use your right hand sparingly. The doctor should have explained that you should pay more attention to food and drink, and I will be responsible at home."

She walked in to check Wen Qinghan's injury, and then relieved, "Qinghan, your dad has found some painkillers for you. If it hurts too much, you can take some."

Wen Qinghan stood up, wrapped his left hand around Zhao Wanyi's shoulder, and calmly said, "Mom, I'm fine, I'm worrying you and Dad."

"It's okay. You two go to bed early after eating." Zhao Wanyi said to Shi Qingqiu again: "There is rice and porridge. The porridge is freshly cooked. Eat lightly at night. I will cook some chicken soup tomorrow to make up for you. "

Shi Qingqiu put the tray on the coffee table. She was not so used to the transition from "aunt" to "mom", and she smiled a little shyly, "Thank you mom."

"Then I'm leaving, I won't come for a while, you can just throw it away after you eat." Zhao Wanyi blinked, suggestively.

As soon as the person left, Wen Qinghan walked over and wanted to pull Shi Qingqiu.

After being hinted several times just now, Qingqiu didn't get over, so he took a step back so that Wen Qinghan didn't touch him, "Don't move me, eat well. I just didn't know how to repent when I was seen by my mother."

Wen Qinghan bends down slightly to hold her to sit down on the sofa, his face calmly said: "I just want you to eat, what are you thinking?"

Shi Qingqiu was unable to refute it. Seeing that it was not convenient for Wen Qinghan to raise her hand, she thoughtfully filled a bowl of porridge, sandwiched the dish on the surface of the porridge, and then took a spoon to scoop the porridge and blow it to Wen Qinghan's lips.

Wen Qinghan pinned his hair behind his ears with his left hand, and quietly cooperated with Shi Qingqiu to drink porridge. The appearance of low eyebrows and pleasing to the eye is rare and gentle.

"Qing Han, let's start resting at home tomorrow, and go to work again when it's almost better."

"Well, I'm going out tomorrow morning. It's very strange today." Wen Qinghan's eyes suddenly darkened, and just after drinking a spoonful of porridge, he analyzed: "Although the old man's mental state is indeed abnormal, But judging from her words and actions, she is closer to revenge. This cause should not be related to you. I want to find out."

Shi Qingqiu clipped a piece of lotus root to Wen Qinghan, and then recalled what the old man said, "Grandson...According to the old man’s age, her grandson should not be too big. I usually meet many fans of different ages. There are dozens of years old, down to elementary school students. However, I am pretty sure that I have not done any inappropriate behavior to anyone."

Wen Qinghan's watery lips provoked a teasing smile, "Of course I know you won't do bad things."

Shi Qingqiu smiled at the corners of her lips, and once again blew a spoonful of porridge and sent it over, and then retorted in a low voice: "Yes, how can you be bad. Once our lawyer, Wen, is broken, no one can stand it..."

A dinner ended with Shi Qingqiu's ridicule and Wen Qinghan's occasional accommodation. The two went to bed after washing.

This was the first time Qingqiu spent the night in Wen Qinghan. After adjusting the temperature of the air conditioner, she went in to sleep to Wen Qinghan's left.

The room was quiet and warm with only a bedside lamp on. Shi Qingqiu said in a low voice: "Qing Han, my mother said today, let us live together as early as possible, she doesn't need me to accompany her."

Wen Qinghan's low laughter was pleasant and light: "I agree."

Shi Qingqiu's left hand slid gently on Wen Qinghan's right arm, carefully avoiding the wound. She thought for a while and said, "Then we live on your side so that it is convenient for you to go to work. I have to go out to work now. My side is too close to the suburbs."

"It's all good." As long as we can be together, where is not home?

"I'm so obedient, I don't know what bad idea I'm making again. Go to bed, good night." Shi Qingqiu smiled and bit Wen Qinghan's mouth, then wrapped his left hand around Wen Qinghan's waist and whispered: "Your hand Don't move, beware of the wounds, I'll just hug you."

Wen Qinghan lifted his chin and rubbed Shi Qingqiu's face, and finally whispered contentedly: "Good night."