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

  Chapter 549 Mrs. Shang, Happy New Year

  Wen Qing's hands started to mess around Shang Yinghan's body restlessly, he grabbed her hand: "What are you touching?"

  Wen Qing made a 'confused' sound, and said, "I didn't touch anything, Uncle Wu, you are holding my hand, and I can't even pull it out."

   Shang Yinghan lowered his eyes and smiled, then let go of her hand, waited for her to take it out, and put the gloves on her carefully.

   Then tie the scarf around her neck: "This way it won't be cold."

  Wen Qing wore gloves on both hands, she raised them up and waved in front of Shang Yinghan: "This year is the least cold winter."

   Shang Yinghan asked her why she thought this year was the least cold winter.

  Wen Qingzui was terribly sweet: "Because Uncle Wu is by his side, Uncle Wu is warm everywhere."

After finishing speaking, she leaned closer to Shang Yinghan's arms again, and this time she hugged his waist directly instead of just warming up just now: "I am lucky this year, because this year I met the most beautiful girl in my life. Important person."

  She doesn't usually say these words.

   But tonight is different.

  Because tonight will be the first New Year for her and Fifth Uncle.

  Wen Qing was full of expectations for this.

  The future is still very long, but there will always be a person named Shang Yinghan by her side, only this person, and will always be this person.

   Shang Yinghan held her face, forcing her to look up from his arms: "Say what you just said again."

  Wen Qing repeated: "This year I met..."

"Me too."

   Before she could finish repeating that sentence, Shang Yinghan held her face, lowered his head and kissed her.

  Shang Yinghan doesn't like to kiss, he likes to kiss and smell lightly.

  He would kiss her when his eyes were intertwined with her, sometimes it was a deep kiss, sometimes it was a shallow kiss, never regardless of time and place, he would come and stop when he wanted to.

  The bell of the New Year is ringing at this moment.

  Wen Qing and Shang Yinghan also ushered in their new year at this moment.

  Even though it was hard to part with each other, she still retreated first, and said to the man in front of her who loved her deeply when the first bell rang in the New Year, "Happy New Year, Fifth Uncle."

  Shang Yinghan looked deeply at Wen Qing, and his voice fell in her ear:

   "Happy New Year, Mrs. Shang."

  Wen Qingyang smiled: "It's the new year, should I change my mind?"

  Shang Yinghan raised his eyebrows: "I think so too."

  Wen Qing said: "Mr. Shang, Happy New Year."

  Shang Yinghan: "Change to another one."

  Wen Qing: "Shang Yinghan, Happy New Year."

  Shang Yinghan: "The more you shout, the more you grow up?"

  Wen chuckled so hard that she couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear, and her neck was about to ache. Of course she knew what he wanted to hear, and she would obediently call out to him: "Happy New Year, father; Happy New Year, husband."

  Shang Yinghan hugged her tightly: "Fucking mother, happy new year; wife, happy new year."

   Same words, same answer.

  Wen Qing stood on tiptoe, raised her head, and continued the kiss that had just started but was interrupted by the New Year's bell.

   I don't know when the bell stopped.

   I don't know how long it took before the inseparable kiss finally stopped.

  The first thing Wen Qing has to do to end this kiss is to reach out his hands to Shang Yinghan: "Uncle Wu, in fact, there are four words after Happy New Year just now."

  Shang Yinghan had a doting smile in his eyes: "Which four words?"

  Wen Qing read the four words: "Gong Xi Fa Cai."

  Shang Yinghan: "Five words."

  Wen Qing pouted: "Humph."

  Shang Yinghan followed her words: "I have been getting rich."

  Wen Qing's raised lips slowly pressed down: "It's Chinese New Year, didn't Fifth Uncle prepare a red envelope?"

   Shang Yinghan didn't seem to remember that this time it was: "Red envelope?"

  Wen Qing snorted again: "Oh, I'm too lazy to talk about you. If I want to say that I am caring, I have to be the one."

   After finishing speaking, Jianwen Qing put his hand into his down jacket pocket.

  The down jacket she wears has a big pocket, which can hold a lot of things. Usually during the day, there are some food except for the mobile phone. At night, if there is no mobile phone, it is all food.

Occasionally wearing a coat and going to bed, Shang Yinghan slept until midnight, and occasionally found a candy and walnut from under his body. These are light-smelling snacks. she.

  Tonight, there is not a lot of food in this pocket, because she put a big red envelope in it.

  Eh, right?

  Why can’t I touch the red envelope?

  Wen Qing frowned, and flicked her hands in her pockets, but couldn't find her big red envelope, so she just lowered her head and opened her pockets, searching carefully.

  I didn’t find it here and looked for the other side, but there was still no sign of the red envelope.

  Wen Qing became impatient, then took a few steps back and searched on the ground, thinking that maybe when he was fumbling in his pocket just now, he accidentally took out the red envelope and dropped it on the ground.

  But after searching around, there was no red envelope on the ground at all.

   This is a bit embarrassing.

  Looking up, looking at Shang Shang Yinghan with a hidden smile in his eyes, Wen Qing scratched his head in embarrassment: "Uncle Wu, why don't you wait for me here? Just for a while? I'll be back soon."

  She has to go back and prepare a new red envelope.

  Because the red envelope she prepared this afternoon disappeared.

   It must have been when she touched the snacks in the afternoon, and accidentally touched the red envelope.

  She turned around and was about to go back to the house, but Shang Yinghan pulled her back and asked her, "What were you looking for just now?"

  Wen Qing: "I didn't find anything."

  As soon as he finished speaking and didn't look for anything, Shang Yinghan slowly raised his hand, twirling a red envelope with his fingertips, and asked her, "Then whose is it?"

  Wen Qing turned her head to look at the red envelope twisted in Shang Yinghan's hand, her expression froze immediately, isn't that red envelope the one she prepared? !

  She reached out to get it.

  Shang Yinghan raised his hand: "I remember you said you didn't find anything."

  Wen Qing: "..."

  Anyway, now that the red envelope is in Shang Yinghan's hands, Wen Qing had no choice but to admit: "Well, this is the New Year's red envelope I prepared for Uncle Wu."

  Shang Yinghan hummed: "I guessed it."

  Wen Qing took advantage of his unpreparedness and snatched the red envelope back. When the red envelope returned to her hand, she smiled proudly: "When did Uncle Wu take the red envelope from my pocket?"

   "When you're not paying attention," he said.

  She complained: "If you are so immoral, there will be no surprises."

   Shang Yinghan asked her in turn: "Why did you prepare a red envelope for me?"

  The reason is too simple.

  Wen Qing told him: "Because you are my husband."

  As soon as she finished speaking, Shang Yinghan reached into the pocket of his coat, took out a red envelope similar in size to her hand, and gave it to her: "Gong Xi Fa Cai."

  Wen Qing was slightly taken aback.

  Although the red envelopes are similar in size, they are not the same thickness.

  Uncle Wu’s red envelope is much thicker.

  Shang Yinghan stuffed the red envelope into Wen Qing's hand: "Little money fan, you will keep making money."

  Of course she will keep making money. In this life, there will be money that can't be spent and assets that can't be squandered, because on the wedding night, Shang Yinghan had already notarized all the assets to Wen Qing's name.

  (end of this chapter)