Quickly Pass Through the Villain, He is Soft and Sweet

Shen Wanqing was confused.

She asked Jing Yanxiu, "Why do parents go with them?"

"Drink the wedding wine." Jing Yanxiu only replied lightly.

He hugged Shen Wanqing's waist and held her in his arms.

"Wedding wine? Whose?" She was puzzled, and looked at Jing Wenbin in front again, "Mr. Jing's?"

Hearing this, Jing Wenbin choked suddenly, and said repeatedly: "Hey, Miss Shen, don't talk nonsense! I'm a family man!"

"Who is that, Adjutant Su?" Shen Wanqing looked at Adjutant Su who was driving again.

Adjutant Su paused while driving the car, with a slightly embarrassed expression on his face.

Jing Wenbin smiled unceremoniously, "Don't talk about him, Ms. Shen, he's still eight hundred years old! Ten years have passed, and the little girl next to me hasn't married yet!"

"Adjutant Su has someone he likes?" Shen Wanqing gossiped, "Who is it?"

"It's my former brother... ahem, a maid in the mansion named Qiushui." Jing Wenbin subconsciously blurted out 'sister-in-law', but fortunately he took it back in time.

Adjutant Su was a little shy, "Young Master, stop talking!"

"You're just a piece of wood, and you don't know how to take the initiative! If you don't hurry up and marry her, you'll delay her for ten years!" Jing Wenbin saw it in his eyes, and he hated iron but not steel.

"..."

Shen Wanqing blinked, "Qiu Shui?"

So Adjutant Su likes Qiushui!

Why didn't she see it then! Otherwise, they must have matched the two long ago.

"Since it's not Adjutant Su or Mr. Jing, then..."

Just as she was guessing, someone suddenly hugged her back.

The cool fingertips pressed against her skin through the fabric, and then he was caught off guard and pinched the softness of her waist.

Shen Wanqing immediately looked back at the culprit.

Second Master Jing just squinted his eyes, which were dark and dangerous.

He picked her chin, "I guessed and guessed, why didn't I guess myself? Adjutant Su got married, and your parents need to come over for a wedding?"

"..."

Shen Wanqing did think of it later.

She took the fingertips of the second master's chin, subconsciously kissed her, and said, "Second master and I? About when?"

"Go back and get married."

Presumably because the girl subconsciously kissed herself, the man's squinted eyes gradually faded a little.

His tone of voice was also flat, quite normal.

"So anxious?" She was surprised.

"in a hurry?"

Second Master Jing raised his long eyes and leaned over with his upper body, forcing her into a corner of the car seat.

The long eyelashes drooped lazily, and the dark and deep pupils drooped down at her.

With a commanding vision, he unreservedly took the girl under his wings.

Exuding a sense of oppression that is hard to ignore, with aggression and fierceness.

Second Master Jing pinched Shen Wanqing's chin, "Qingqing, you are the last person who should say this."

Are you in a hurry?

The wedding was supposed to take place ten years ago.

A full ten years have passed.

After finally meeting her, I suppressed the excitement in my heart and was eager to complete the matter instead of taking it back and hiding it immediately.

This has consumed the greatest endurance of his life.

The short period of five days is far more difficult than the past ten years.

He couldn't wait to make her his own, filled with his own breath, and brought her with him, so he couldn't go anywhere.

In this way, it became his everything without reservation.

But now she said she was in a hurry?

Second Master Jing was a little decadent.

He has hundreds of ways to keep Shen Wanqing by his side, imprisoned forever, unable to go anywhere.