Sweet crazy!The cold lawyer Song married at an early age

Convenience supermarket
Looking up at the crowds of people, the festive atmosphere is full, surrounded by colorful small lanterns, shining, dazzling, very dazzling, becoming a beautiful landscape in the supermarket.

It's a rare holiday to coincide with the Mid-Autumn Festival, and Shen Wanyi finally has time to go out for a walk. Usually, the hospital and home are too busy at two o'clock and one line, let alone have time to go to the supermarket.

The festive atmosphere is really lively, I haven't felt it for a long time, Shen Wanyi pushed the small cart in, and the products were so dazzling that I couldn't think of what to buy for a while.

While walking and watching, Shen Wanyi recalled the things she wanted to buy. She seemed to be running out of paper towels at home, and the soy sauce was almost used up, so she turned and walked to the daily necessities area.

She searched around, and finally found the brand she usually used, took it off the shelf, put it in the empty trolley, and was ready to go to the next place.

The surrounding sounds were too noisy, chatting and broadcasting mixed together, Shen Wanyi didn't even hear the phone in her bag ringing, and was absorbed in shopping.

She didn't remember to check the time until she bought it almost. She took out the phone from her bag and saw that there were a few missed calls. It was Song Shichen who was calling. Just wondering what was going on, the ringtone rang again and was connected.

"What are you doing? It's a little noisy."

The magnetic and deep voice was transmitted to Shen Wanyi's ears through the electric current. The surrounding noise was too loud, so Shen Wanyi had to find a corner to listen, and the voice finally became much quieter.

Shen Wanyi glanced at the people coming and going around, and answered honestly, "I'm shopping in the supermarket, why call me when you have time?"

"I just finished my work, I missed you." Song Shichen had just finished replying to an email, and finally took the time to call Shen Wanyi, when her voice sounded in his ear, the expression on his face gradually softened.

Shen Wanyi frowned, pondered for a while, and complained for him, "Oh... Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, why do you have to work overtime, your boss can't deal with it, squeeze the labor force, and don't have holidays during the festival..."

The more I talk, the more excited I get. I don't mind working overtime, and I don't give a holiday for the Mid-Autumn Festival. I can't justify it. The boss is probably a capitalist.

Song Shichen smiled softly without interrupting, as if he had already imagined the scene of Shen Wanyi hugging and fighting for him, and it felt good to be protected.

After not getting a response for a long time, Shen Wanyi became angry instantly, "Song Shichen, did you listen to me, saying that there was no response for a long time, why are you laughing..."

"Is it possible that I'm the boss?" After she finished speaking, Song Shichen said quietly, and the smile on his lips deepened.

"..." Shen Wanyi was at a loss for words, good guy, he deliberately wanted to see his own jokes, and snorted coldly, "It's fun, right? Song Lv is welcome in the living room tonight."

Song Shichen has always had a positive attitude towards admitting mistakes, and his tone softened, "It's not fun, I was wrong, do you miss me?"

"No, what do you want to do?" Shen Wanyi was obviously angry, and answered quickly, looking at the crowds coming and going.

Song Shichen murmured in a low voice, his expression was extremely gentle, tenderness spread to his brows and eyes, "I have no conscience, but I miss you very much."

Shen Wanyi's heart was touched, her cheeks flushed a little, or she felt a little embarrassed, and said awkwardly, "Oh, I'm dead."

Before he could respond, Shen Wanyi hurriedly hung up the phone, and Song Shichen's words kept echoing in her mind, and she finally recovered after a while, cursing to herself, she's really promising, but she was easily coaxed by him.

After shopping around for a while, Shen Wanyi was a little tired. She looked down at the full things in the small cart. The necessities were almost bought, and she bought a few more boxes of mooncakes.

The phone in the bag rang again, and Shen Wanyi knew it was Song Shichen without looking, "What's wrong?"

"Shen Wanyi, you are very impatient..." Song Shichen told her attitude in a leisurely manner, just as Shen Wanyi was about to explain, he said again, "Turn around now."

"Why do you turn around?" Shen Wan didn't know why, so she finally turned around obediently. After turning around for a moment, the familiar figure appeared in front of her eyes, facing each other across the crowd.

Under the warm lighting of the supermarket, the man's side face was reflected in the light, his profile was handsome, his brows were extremely light, his eyes were as deep as night, and when his cold eyes swept over Shen Wanyi, they softened a lot, he took her reaction into his eyes, and walked over .

Shen Wanyi was obviously taken aback, he didn't know whether it was surprise or joy, the person who was chatting on the phone one second appeared in front of him the next second, and was stunned.

Song Shichen took the trolley from her hand naturally, but Shen Wanyi's head was still dazed, and she was snatched away before she could react.

He scanned the full things in the trolley, smiled suddenly, and suddenly said, "It will really save me money."

"The implication is that I'm a prodigal." Shen Wanyi glared at him, and dared to admit a try.

Song Shichen took her hand and held it tightly, "Don't dare, it's too late to be happy, it seems that I have to work hard to make money to raise a wife."

"Stop being glib and glib." Shen Wanyi had a serious face, she was very disgusted on the surface, her lips couldn't help but curl up.

Song Shichen saw through Shen Wanyi's inner thoughts at a glance, his mouth was dishonest, and his expression couldn't deceive anyone, "Duplicity, what else do you want to buy?"

He pushed the small cart with one hand, and held Shen Wanyi tightly with the other hand, with tenderness in his eyes. Now they are an enviable loving couple.

"I haven't bought mooncakes yet, go over there and have a look." Shen Wan thought for a while and wanted to answer, Song Shichen understood, and walked to the mooncake area, because it was the Mid-Autumn Festival, there were relatively more people here.

Mooncakes for the Mid-Autumn Festival are full of beautiful things in eyes, with more and more patterns and varieties.

Shen Wanyi obviously hasn't decided what to buy yet. Song Shichen brought a lot of beautifully packaged mooncakes. She leaned over to look at them, and couldn't help wondering, "Why are they all egg yolk mooncakes?"

"You like it." Song Shichen answered as a matter of course, now it was Shen Wanyi's turn to be confused, she never mentioned that she likes egg yolk mooncakes, she was stunned, "How do you know?!"

Song Shichen explained patiently, "Every time you eat eggs, you always eat the egg white first, and then the egg yolk. When eating the egg white, it's like going to the execution ground. It's the same with mooncakes. You take the egg yolk."

It was Shen Wanyi's habit to keep the things he likes last, but Song Shichen didn't expect to see them. It has to be said that he observed very carefully, and a soft spot in his heart was touched at that moment.

The light in Shen Wanyi's eyes moved slightly, "Oh...then don't buy all the egg yolk mooncakes, what if you can't finish them?" Song Shichen smiled, "Isn't there a date for you, my wife, it's time to go home."

at night
The golden full moon hung high in the night sky, shedding bright moonlight on the ground, the breeze was blowing, and the surrounding was so quiet.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, the bright moon was in the sky, the two sat side by side on the flower stand under the balcony, Shen Wanyi leaned on Song Shichen's shoulder, her eyes fell on the bright moonlight, her eyes were extremely gentle.

With a smile on her brows, the smile on the corners of her eyes and brows lasted for a long time, she leaned over to Song Shichen's ear, sprayed her hot breath, and said in a provocative voice, "Happy Mid-Autumn Festival."

Song Shichen supported the back of the head of a restless person, and suddenly landed his big palm on her slender waist, pulling hard.

Shen Wanyi fell into his strong embrace in an instant, and was about to speak, but was kissed by two warm lips, and the words that were too late to speak were drowned in the affectionate kiss.

He lowered his head to look at Shen Wanyi in his arms, his eyes were soft, affectionate and hot, and his voice was mellow.

"My wife, happy Mid-Autumn Festival."