Fast Time Travel: Rescue the Little Wife

Chapter 137 The Reborn Girl Is Lovely 15
Wen's father and Wen's mother glanced at each other. They couldn't believe that their daughter was crying because they missed Shangguanchen. They just looked at their daughter wishing to grow up on Shangguanchen, and they fell silent...

"Okay then, Qingqing, Shangguan, we'll go up first, you guys talk." Mother Wen looked at Shangguan Chen and said with a smile.

"What are you doing?" Wen's father didn't want to leave, but Wen's mother finally pulled him away.

upstairs.

"Qingqing is crying, why did you drag me up?" Father Wen said angrily.

"Wen Jiahui, if you say you're stupid, you're really stupid, can you show me?" Wen's mother looked at Wen's father with a confused look on his face, and glared at him, "Didn't you see our daughter hugging Shangguan tightly? "

"Then why did you drag me up? What if our daughter is bullied?" Father Wen looked at Mother Wen, but still wanted to go downstairs.

"Don't look at what time it is now. Shangguan showed up at our house. Besides our daughter, could it be that he came to see you?" Mother Wen rolled her eyes and said earnestly: "Can I be here right away because of a phone call? There are not many men who rushed over now, okay, take a look at our daughter's little appearance, if you still don't understand, you are a pig!"

When it came to the end, Wenmu almost collapsed, "I really don't know how I fell in love with you at that time."

"Huh? What did you say? I don't mind letting you know why you fell in love with me." Wen's father looked at Wen's mother and said in a dangerous tone.

The mother of Wen was shocked, not good!
"Honey, it's still early, I'm still a little sleepy, let's go to sleep." Mother Wen looked at Father Wen and said flatteringly.

"Okay, it's still early, let's sleep for a while." Father Wen gradually approached Mother Wen.

"Wen Jiahui, don't do anything!"

"Asshole, I'm still sleepy!"

Wen Qing and Shangguanchen didn't know the situation upstairs, Wen Qing still hugged Shangguanchen tightly.

"Qingqing, what happened, huh?" Shangguanchen asked gently.

"Don't talk, I want a hug." Wen Qing pouted, her voice was delicate and soft, with a hint of nasal.

When Shangguan Chen heard this, he didn't say anything anymore, but hugged Wen Qing tightly.

There were only Wen Qing and Shangguan Chen in the living room, and it was so quiet that the sound of flowers blooming outside could be heard.

It took a long time before Wen Qing opened his mouth to break the silence.

"Ah Chen, come with me." Wen Qing dragged Shangguan Chen upstairs.Shangguanchen didn't ask her where she was going, but followed her.

Wen Qing brought Shangguan Chen to his study.

Wen Qing asked Shangguan Chen to sit down, and then sat next to him.

"Ah Chen, you can't like others in the future. Otherwise, I will be unhappy." Wen Qing looked into his eyes, where she could clearly see her reflection.

"Well, I only like you." Shangguanchen replied.

"Ah Chen, if someone bullies me in the future, you have to help me. Otherwise, I will feel sad."

"Well, I'm just helping you."

"Achen, I'm crying, you want to make me laugh."

"Well, I won't let you cry."

"Achen, I like you, and you should like me too."

"Well, I only like you. Huh? What are you talking about, Qingqing."

Wen Qing looked at Shangguan Chen's stunned look, and burst out laughing.

Wen Qing leaned into Shangguan Chen's arms, "Ah Chen, I like you so much."

Shangguanchen hugged the little man in his arms tightly, it was his whole world.

"Qingqing, why were you crying just now?" Shangguan Chen frowned in confusion. Qingqing just cried very sadly.

Wen Qing froze, "It's nothing, I just found out that I like you so much and miss you so much."

Shangguanchen kept it in his heart, thinking of going back and asking the system.

"Don't cry now, huh? What a squeamish girl." Shangguanchen scratched her nose.

"Hmph, even the squeamish is your favorite squeamish." Wen Qing said proudly.

Shangguanchen looked at Wen Qing's complacent little appearance, and there was a drowning tenderness in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)