MTL - The CEO Is Cold During The Day, And Wants Kisses At Night!-Chapter 5 He asked her why her face was so red

  Chapter 5 He asked her why her face was so red

  Wen took the things lightly and quickly went upstairs.

  When the door opened again, Shang Yinghan had already changed into formal attire.

  A three-piece suit with dark blue vertical stripes, a white shirt as the base, cufflinks and tie clips, and the hair is also meticulously groomed, like a nobleman in that era.

  Exquisite, cool, and particular.

  He turned and went in and said, "Come in."

  Wen Qing just followed in in a trance.

  The suite has been cleaned, and from the angle she is standing looking at the room, the big bed is also neat and tidy, and the fierce battlefield last night has been cleaned up.

  Seeing the big bed, Wen Qing's face became slightly hot.

  Last night, she and Shang Yinghan were on that big bed...

   The process was relatively long, but it was quite satisfactory, and she never expected that Shang Da, who was regarded as vigorous and resolute in the eyes of the outside world, was actually very gentle on the bed...

   "Smell light."

  Hearing that it was Shang Yinghan calling her name, she immediately responded, "I'm here."

  Facing Shang Shang Yinghan's probing eyes, although he had no expression on his face, he was not indifferent when looking at her, and reminded her with a faint voice: "Why is your face so red?"

  As soon as the words came out—

  Wen Qing: "..."

  ! !

   "What's wrong with your body?" He asked.

  She explained blindly: "Maybe it was because I walked up and down the stairs too fast just now, and it got hot."

   Shang Yinghan asked her: "Do you want some water?"

  Wen Qing nodded subconsciously.

  Shang Yinghan said, "Pour it yourself."

  Wen Qing: "..."

   She has already thought about the next lines during the round trip to pick up the things.

  If he said—what happened last night was an accident.

  She replied—Uncle Wu, I swear, I will never say a word, completely rotten in my stomach.

   If he asks — what compensation is needed?

  She replied—no compensation is needed, they are both adults and men and women, and they should be responsible for each other.

  Such a self-conscious and excellent line, she thought, Shang Yinghan would be very satisfied.

   But in the end, Shang Yinghan didn't even mention what happened last night.

  Wen Qing became more and more anxious.

   "Give me something." Shang Yinghan stretched out his hand towards her.

Wen Qingrui handed over the things he took from the front desk to Shang Yinghan, and after handing them over to him, he immediately asked: "Uncle Wu, the things you asked me to bring to you, I will bring them to you as well." I have it, can I go now?"

   Looking up again, he saw Shang Yinghan handing the bag to her: "Take it."

  Wen Qing didn't answer: "But you asked me to bring it up for you."

  Shang Yinghan raised his wrist, slightly loosened the tie around his neck, and reminded her in a warm voice: "Wen Qing, I'm only seven years older than you. In terms of seniority, you should call me uncle, an honorific title, and you don't need it."

  Wen Qing's mouth accidentally ran ahead of his head: "But you are an elder, and you are much older when you are seven years older."

   The voice fell.

  Wen Qingbian received the man's dark and deep eyes, staring at her.

  Wen Qing felt oppressed by that kind of staring, and suddenly thumped, cursing herself for her bad mouth in her heart, was she calling Shang Yinghan old in a disguised form just now?

  But he is only 30 years old, just compared with her age, he is older.

   I really come up with whatever I want.

   "Wen Qing." He called her.

   "Yes." She responded obediently.

  Shang Yinghan withdrew his gaze, raised his hand to loosen the tie again, and asked in a casual tone, "Do you think I am very old?"

  Although she is old, she has excellent physical strength.

   Wen Qing inexplicably felt a little weak in his knees.

  Thinking of her taking a shower this morning, she found light brown bruises on both knees, Wen Qing turned her face to one side, and tried her best to argue: "No, no, Uncle Wu, you are in your prime, the most attractive age."

  Shang Yinghan's complexion is better now.

  (end of this chapter)