Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite NextPage

Chapter 175: Married life should be controlled(1/3)

control?

How else to exercise restraint?

Phytolacca felt that he was already moderate enough.

Qiao Qiao spends most of his time working.

In addition to leaving early and returning late, she often brings her computer with her when she returns home, and sometimes she has endless phone calls.

Sometimes he just came out of the shower and Qiao Qiao was already asleep.

Often in this situation, he didn't dare to torment her.

Because I'm afraid she won't get enough rest.

He wanted to have sex with Qiao Qiao twice a day so that they could have a married life sooner or later.

That was his ideal married life.

But within a week, he could have sex with Qiao Qiao five or six times at most, despite his hard work.

He's already restrained enough, okay?

He sent Qin Sen an eye-rolling emoticon and added: Only men with poor health need to exercise restraint.

Qin Sen also responded with an eye-rolling emoticon: A man who is not restrained will suffer from poor health sooner or later.

Don't look at Qin Sen and Shanglu, they are both big CEOs.

However, the two people's private chat style is not serious or rigid at all, unless they are talking about serious business.

Qin Sen smiled while chatting on WeChat.

Song Wei, who walked into the Universal Shopping Center with him, couldn't help but curiously asked:

"Mr. Qin, what are you laughing at? You seem very happy?"

"Nothing, Shang and I..."

The word "Phytolacca" almost blurted out.

Fortunately, I stopped the car in time.

"Well, I'll discuss something with the people in the company."

How can you laugh like this when discussing things?

Obviously before going out, Mr. Qin looked like he had not yet come out of the shadows and was still in pain because of Su Jingxian's incident.

Song Wei didn't understand, so she asked as she walked, "Mr. Qin, let's just casually stroll around the mall. Su Jingxian won't really follow us anyway."

"How can that be done?" Qin Sen put the phone away, "Su Jingxian sent her spy to follow her. If she doesn't fake it, she will definitely be a gangster."

"Are we really going to buy clothes?" Song Wei stopped.

He raised his head and looked at Qin Sen who took half a step forward.

Qin Sen also stopped, turned around and looked at her head on.

"Come on, let me help you pick out some clothes."

The clothes she was wearing were indeed a bit tacky.

In fact, Qin Sen didn't dislike her for being rustic.

Instead, she felt that she looked like a Western beauty with makeup, and she could dress herself up more tastefully.

People's self-confidence comes from two aspects.

External beauty.

And inner strength.

People like Song Wei who have been divorced and always feel that they are second-hand women have a deep-rooted sense of inferiority.

If he can help her and make her more confident, he has done a good thing.

Su Jingxian also sent spies to follow them.

Su Jingxian wanted to make sure they were really dating.

Therefore, Qin Sen asked very gentlemanly: "Can I hold your hand again?"

"Ah?" Song Wei was confused by the question.

Qin Sen didn't wait for her answer, stepped forward and took her hand, "Let's go, this way we can be considered as really dating each other, otherwise we will be suspected."

The bones of the woman's hand are still so petite.

It still feels rough.

Not as smooth and delicate as Su Jingxian.

But Qin Sen felt that this woman made him feel more solid and comfortable.

At the same time, I also felt that it was too difficult for her.

When I was less than 30 years old, my hands became rough and dry due to housework.

It seems that in addition to buying a few sets of clothes for Song Wei today, I also want to buy her some skin care products.

Song Wei was held by his hand and walked several steps away.

She stared at the place where their fingers were intertwined.

This man is obviously a gentleman, but he has a sense of domineering.

It seems like she is really dating him.

When he said he would hold her hand, he really did.

Asking for her opinion was like not asking for it.

It was obviously forced.

Why doesn't Song Wei feel any resistance or boredom at this moment?

Even when she fell in love with Chen Yajun, and even when she fell in love with a boy for the first time, her heartbeat was not beating as fast as it was at this moment.

Later, when Song Wei went back, she slowly recalled that the reason her heart was beating so fast was not that she fell in love with Qin Sen.

Rather, he is such an outstanding, outstanding, handsome, rich man, so perfect that he can only be found in novels and idol dramas.

Facing him, which woman can remain calm?

She couldn't do it anyway.

Qin Sen took her all the way to the luxury women's clothing store in the Global Center.

From time to time, I receive urging WeChat messages from Phytolacca on my phone.

Ask him to send Song Wei back early, and ask Song Wei to go to his house to pick up the child.

However, Qin Sen was too lazy to reply.

Urge, urge, urge.

I just know how to sleep with my wife in my arms.

This good brother of his was harassed and entangled by his ex-wife, and Shanglu didn't care at all.

As expected, he values ​​sex over friends.

When they arrived at the store, Qin Sen still held Song Wei's hand and said, "You can choose whatever you like. It's my gift to you."

"No, no." Song Wei waved her hands hurriedly.

Song Wei still knows about the consumption level of the Global Center.

Chen Yajun's sister, Chen Yashuang, married a large demolition owner in Pengcheng. After becoming a wealthy wife, she often came here to spend money.

A piece of clothing doesn't cost tens of thousands of dollars, so it's impossible to take it with you.

That's still the cheapest.

Song Wei remembered that during the Spring Festival one year, Chen Yashuang bought Xiao Yufeng a fur here for 99,000 yuan.

This is a place where only wealthy people can spend money.

Although Qin Sen is rich, she can't spend his money.

"I'm not your real girlfriend. Besides, even if we are really in love, I can't waste your money."

Qin Sen frowned.

Song Wei wondered...what did she say wrong again?

"Su Jingxian comes to this luxury store often." Qin Sen leaned close to her ear as a reminder.

Song Wei understood instantly.

Fortunately, the counter girl in the store came over to greet me with a smile.

What she just said was not heard.
To be continued...
Prev Index    Favorite NextPage