100% pampering wife: See you on Monday, the wealthy husband

Shen Wenyan finally couldn't help laughing: "Xiaoying, I also really want to know who the two of us are going to He's house? Are you impatient?"

"Sister Shen Qianqing!" Xiaoying blushed, turned her head away from Shen Qianqing childishly, and muttered sullenly: "Whoever wants to go to that He's house, don't even ask me to go!"

"Do you really want to go or not? Then marry you and go?" Shen Qianqing joked with Xiaoying persistently. The two girls rolled into a ball on the carpet, and the sunshine outside the window Infected by this happy atmosphere, he poked his head out of the window secretly, as if he wanted to join in half.

Some things have to be faced after all. Life always needs a little courage to face it bravely. The corners of the mouth are slightly raised, like traces of warmth.

Since two people are happy, let's work hard together.

He Yifan, I'm ready, how about you?

Shen Qianqing thought that He Yifan would soon tell him about moving back to He's house, but after waiting for a few days, He Yifan didn't mention it, and Shen Qianqing even began to wonder if Xiaoying was joking with him.

It's just that after knowing that girl for such a long time, she has never been a person who can lie, let alone such an important matter. After thinking about it, Shen Qianqing can only come to one conclusion in the end, that is, He Yifan may have her own plan.

After thinking it over, Shen Qianqing was not so anxious. She was not so eager to move back to He's house. Since He Yifan didn't mention this matter, it's better to put it aside for now.

Therefore, He Yifan and Shen Qianqing are still living in the original mode of life, happily living every day in their own small world, because happiness does not come easily, so they cherish every minute and every second.

"Shen Qianqing, your tiramisu." He Yifan opened the door, changed his shoes, put the box in his hand on the table in the living room, rushed to Shen Qianqing who was watching the computer in the study and said softly, "Come out and eat."

Ever since he said that he likes to eat tiramisu once in the small town, this man bought himself a tiramisu every day, which really made Shen Qianqing dumbfounded, but facing such deep concern, Shen Qianqing had no way to refuse .

"I also like taro milk tea." Shen Qianqing smiled at Shen Qianqing while eating tiramisu, with a contented smile in his eyes and mouth, and a bit of coquettish taste in his soft voice

He Yifan looked at the food happily and sneered, "I'll buy it for you now, okay?"

Originally it was just a joke, but seeing He Yifan really stood up, Shen Qianqing blushed, pulled He Yifan back, and muttered softly: "I was just joking, why do you take it seriously?"

Although she said so, Shen Qianqing still had a happy smile on her face. It felt so good to be pampered, full of happiness!

"I always feel that I owe you too much, and I always want to treat you better. Only in this way can I feel better. Do you understand, Shen Qianqing?"

It was obviously a very hypocritical love story, but when it stopped in his ears, Shen Qianqing felt a lot of emotion in his heart, full of happiness, and the traces of happiness were like flowers blooming quietly.

Shen Qianqing read a very beautiful sentence, a man stroked the short hair of his beloved woman, and said affectionately: "Grow your hair long, so that I can have more of you."