Chapter 194 I'll secretly hug you at night.
Wen Xi calmly replied, "I just drank some alcohol and I'm drunk."
No amount of explanation can compare to the effectiveness of this sentence.
The shop owner was taken aback, then realized, "No wonder I smelled a faint scent of alcohol, and I was wondering why you guys were coming to buy a camera in the middle of the night..."
The "drunkard" Shang Shen is seriously learning how to use a camera.
The shopkeeper leaned against the side, observing the scene, and asked curiously, "He seems quite calm, not like he's drunk?"
Shang Chen stood by the counter, dressed in a suit and tie, his expression calm and composed, exuding the air of a mature man.
There was no sign of drunkenness on his face.
Wenxi stood beside her and smiled, "This is my first time seeing this too, it's quite a novelty."
The boss felt a little irritated and laughed, "You really thought I was going to give you a red envelope?"
"I really should prepare red envelopes; my wedding is on October 8th."
"I remember!"
After selecting the camera, Shang Chen asked, "How much?"
The boss quoted a price, and he paid by scanning a QR code.
Wenxi was holding her card, ready to pay, but she wasn't as quick as Shang Chen.
She stared at Shang Chen without moving.
Is Shang Chen planning to use his own savings to buy this camera?
Then Shang Chen said to the shop owner in a serious tone, "Don't tell Xixi about my camera purchase."
The boss glanced at Wenxi instinctively, "It's confirmed, your husband is really drunk."
Wenxi: "..."
Seeing that the boss didn't react, Shang Chen repeated, "Don't tell Xixi about me buying the camera."
The boss said helplessly, "I know! I definitely won't tell!"
Once outside, Shang Chen took Wen Xi's hand and even adjusted the scarf around her neck.
Wenxi's cheeks stung a little from the cold wind, but her eyes sparkled with a smile.
"You bought the camera so you could photograph our children and document their childhood?"
Shang Chen replied earnestly, "I'll take pictures of you and the child."
After getting drunk, he spoke a little slower than usual, probably trying to think.
"Practice first, then you can use it directly later."
It turns out he was making plans for their future life.
Wen Xi smiled and said, "Then next time we go out to sea, will you take pictures of me?"
"good."
Shang Chen also remembered that Wen Xi had said she would take him out to sea on a yacht.
After returning home, Wenxi urged Shangchen to take a bath.
Just before entering the bathroom, Shang Chen suddenly said, "Xi Xi, all you can cook is porridge?"
"Um."
Shang Chen's train of thought jumps a bit too far.
"I want to drink the porridge you cook."
"Now?"
Shang Chen hesitated for a moment before solemnly replying, "I don't know."
Wenxi chuckled, coaxing a child, "Go take a shower first, and I'll cook you porridge tomorrow morning, okay?"
"good."
As soon as Wenxi lay down to sleep that night, Shang Chen pulled her into his arms.
Wenxi: "You're still not asleep?"
Shang Chen: "I can't sleep well without holding you."
"When did you develop this problem?" Wenxi asked, puzzled. "I've never heard of it before."
"I don't know." Shang Chen answered every question: "Before, when you were asleep, I would secretly hug you at night."
Wenxi: "..."
Look, what has she found out this time?
Chenchen, how many secrets are you still hiding from her?
When drunk, Shang Chen was very stubborn, and Wen Xi had no choice but to go along with him.
It took me a while to adjust my posture before I could finally lean against him and settle down.
Wenxi yawned: "Can I go to sleep now?"
Shang Chen said with satisfaction, "That's fine."
The next day, when Shang Chen woke up, the bedroom was empty.
He is always self-disciplined and busy with work, so he usually gets up earlier than Wenxi.
This was the first time Wenxi had gotten up, leaving him alone in the bedroom.
Shang sat silently on the edge of the bed.
Just then, Wen Xi pushed open the door carrying a tray. She had already changed her clothes: "Awake?"
Shang Chen: "Hmm, what time is it?"
"It's nine o'clock." Wenxi stepped forward: "Are you feeling unwell anywhere?"
"No."
Without feeling unwell, Wenxi was about to start 'settling accounts'.
Wenxi put down the tray: "Have some porridge."
Shang Chen glanced at the white porridge in the bowl: "Did you cook this?"
Wenxi: "Yes. Didn't you say you wanted to drink the porridge I cooked?"
Shang Chen: "..."
Wenxi looked at him with a half-smile: "Or have you forgotten everything that happened last night?"
Shang Chen was thinking about how to answer.
Wenxi said, "If you've forgotten, I can help you remember?"
As soon as Shang Chen saw Wen Xi's expression, he knew that she was trying to tease him again.
Shang Chen's serious face showed a hint of helplessness: "I haven't forgotten."
Wen Xi smiled and said, "Were the things you said last night all from the bottom of your heart?"
Shang Chen remained silent.
When he's drunk, he becomes a big mouth, leaking all sorts of information.
Wenxi: "I envy my brother. I wish I liked you a little more; I want to drink the porridge I cook myself; you used to secretly hold me while you slept at night..."
Wenxi didn't mention buying a camera.
Shang Chen wanted to surprise her, but she could pretend she didn't know.
Wen Xi smiled brightly: "So, the saying 'drunkenness reveals true colors' also applies to President Shang?"
"Is there anything else that Mr. Shang is hiding from me?"
Shang Chen stood up and chose to hold Wen Xi in his arms.
"There is indeed something I'm keeping from Wen Lu."
Wenxi raised an eyebrow.
Shang Chen: "I don't have OCD, I just want you."
Wen Xi was momentarily speechless as she couldn't keep up with Shang Chen's topic: "..."
Shang Chen said without changing his expression, "We are still young, so we don't need to be too restrained. We can be a little greedy."
So, when Shang Chen lied to her about having OCD, was he thinking this way?
Wenxi looked at Shang Chen without saying a word for a long time.
After a long while, she calmed herself down and said, "Let's have some porridge first."
Shang Shen released her, but his gaze remained fixed on Wen Xi's face, deep and unfathomable.
"XiXi, you said... you were very satisfied with me in bed."
"Does this mean that you actually like it too?"
Early in the morning, Wenxi tried to tease Shang Chen, but all she got out of it were wild and inappropriate remarks.
She herself was finding it difficult to cope.
Wenxi feigned composure and said, "I'm satisfied with what's under your bed now."
Shang Chen refused to let the topic be changed and found the answer himself: "Not answering means you agree."
Wenxi forced herself to change the subject: "...You're not a good drinker?"
Shang Chen saw Wen Xi's reaction, a smile spreading across his dark eyes, and stopped short of making a move.
"I don't like socializing, and my alcohol tolerance is average."
Wenxi: "That's great."
"What's good about it?"
"Drinking less alcohol is good for your health."
Shang Chen said meaningfully, "Xi Xi, are you praising my good health?"
Wen Xi: "?!"
Is that what she meant?
As the two went downstairs, the aunt came over carrying another package.
"Madam, Mr. Zhang sent another package, and it's quite big."
Upon hearing the name "General Manager Zhang," Wenxi subconsciously looked up.
The cardboard box that the aunt was holding was about twenty inches in size.
Wenxi's eyelids twitched.
This size looks familiar.
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