Bait

She took the flower and sniffed the stamen, "Planted in September, will it bloom in December?"

"With sincerity, gold and stone bloom." Chen Yuan approached, and his coat exuded a clear and frosty breath, "I know you like plum blossoms, so I tried my best to urge it to bloom soon."

Shen Zhen looked at him and chuckled, "It takes three years for a plum blossom to bloom from seed to bloom. Chen Yuan, you are not suitable for a smooth tongue." She thought for a while, "You are very upright, your eyes will reveal your lies."

She has always been easy to be fooled, but she suddenly became enlightened. Chen Yuan smiled sullenly, "I picked it on the side of the road, and the plum tree I planted hasn't sprouted yet."

Shen Zhen placed the bouquet on the window sill, "The men of the Chen family are the best at deceiving women. I only believe half of what you say, and you can't hide it from me."

Chen Yuan frowned, "I'm not."

She turned her back to him and sprinkled water on the flower buds, "What are you not?"

"I don't lie to women."

Shen Zhen sorted out the colored paper that wrapped the flower branches, "Have you never cheated before?"

"At least, I won't lie to you."

She turned sideways, "Cheated to other women?"

Chen Yuan was very frank, "I lied to my mother."

Shen Zhen couldn't hold back, "She doesn't count."

"I lied to you once."

She paused, "What are you lying to me about?"

Chen Yuan came over and held her hand, "Let you marry me."

"I didn't take it seriously—"

"No." He interrupted, "I'm lying to you because I'm not as rational and forced as I appear to be. On the contrary, I am willing and expect you to agree."

She choked for no reason.

When Zhou Haiqiao married her back then, she was the one who forced the marriage.

Even Shen Guowen and Li Huizhi went into battle together and promised the wedding room as a dowry, Zhou Haiqiao had no choice but to let go.

Marriage proposal, roses, holy vows.

Shen Zhen never owned it.

Chen Chongzhou never promised marriage either.

The western clock on the first floor struck eleven, and she gently pulled out her hand, "I'll accept the flowers, it's late at night, you go back."

Chen Yuan pursed his lips, "Wan Xixi and I cut off very neatly, no one will accuse you or humiliate you."

Her heart was beating rapidly, but she lowered her eyes quietly, "I'm sleepy."

His chest rose and fell, and for a moment, his throat was hoarse, "Good night."

At the same time as Chen Yuan exited the room, a gust of drafts rushed in, causing the plum blossoms to sway and fall to the ground with a crisp sound. She bent down to pick it up, and it turned out to be a diamond ring.

Shen Zhen was stunned.

Slowly compare the middle finger and ring finger, just the right size.

Obviously, it's a special order.

She pinched the ring for a long time, then put it back in the drawer.

Shen Zhen's whole heart was in a state of disarray, just as he lay down, the servant knocked on the door, "Miss Shen, are you asleep yet?"

"Sister Fen." She was dizzy, "I can't hold it anymore."

The servant said, "Third Master, please come to the North Courtyard."

She sat up abruptly, "Didn't Third Uncle rest?"

"The third master suffers from insomnia."

Insomnia...

She jumped out of bed, picked up "Affair in the West" on the bedside table, and rushed straight to the north courtyard.

"Is the third uncle too busy? He is half dead from exhaustion in the front line, isn't he suffering from insomnia?"

The servant trotted after her, "The third master chooses a bed."

"What a coincidence, I choose too!"

"Then you snored last night..."

Shen Zhen choked, "I can't sleep well and I'll hit."

Even the servants knew that it was fake to be a guest, and it was true to put her under house arrest and restrain the two young masters.

This Miss Shen is ice and snow smart, how could she not understand.

Since she came, she was calm and composed, which dispelled Chen Zheng's wariness of preventing her from causing trouble, and he comfortably protected himself in the old house.

From the guest room in the north courtyard, there was a door across the door, and Chen Ling's magnetic and forceful voice came out, "It's not locked."

Shen Zhen squeezed in carefully. Chen Ling was wearing blue-gray pajamas, sitting on the footrest, with his arms on the side of the bed, concentrating on studying a Go book.

She stood still, "Third Uncle."

Chen Ling didn't even lift her eyelids, and said lightly, "The nanny told me that you want to see me."

"I drank the bird's nest, thanks to my third uncle for his care."

He glanced past her without a trace, and then moved away, "It's okay."

Shen Zhen sized him up, he was indeed in high spirits and never looked tired.

Ms. Li Huizhi must be mentioned, she has a nirvana, hypnosis.

When she was a child, Shen Zhen had many problems, picky eaters, full of bad intentions, did not sleep in the early morning, hid in the streets and pretended to be ghosts, like a boy, wild and unruly.

Li Huizhi, as an educator, used a lot of rectification methods, but for her, all of them were ineffective.

Later, she found a key point, every time she turned over the book to review, Shen Zhen became confused.

No matter what kind of book it is, it is a book, and it must be sleepy.

As soon as it got dark, Li Huizhi grabbed her everywhere and read by her ear, and there was no "ghost" in the teacher's dormitory in that area.

Shen Zhen followed suit and studied in Chen Ling's bedroom.

"In the desert in the northwest, two men confronted each other, brother Biao yelled, you fucked up—"

She immediately covered her mouth, her black grape-like eyes rolled away.

Chen Ling glanced at her indifferently, but said nothing.

She took a deep breath and turned to the next page, "Abin was furious, Xiuhua is my sister-in-law, you touched my sister-in-law—"

Shen Zhen clenched his fists and closed his eyes, cursing in his heart.

Who bought this book.

What about Chen Zheng?

"stop."

She poked her head from the back of the book in fear, the upper half of her face was hidden in the dim light, softly, "Third Uncle...I'll change another one."

"No need." Chen Ling closed the game record and stared at her, "Do you like children?"

She was startled, and remained silent for a while.

Chen Ling found out, and understated the cover-up, "You are very patient to coax people."

Shen Zhen pulled the hair hanging from his ears and temples, "I'm repaying third uncle's bird's nest."

He was probably amused, "Read the story in return?"

She tilted her head, "Isn't it a bribe to pay you back a gift?"

Chen Ling was stunned, and immediately burst out laughing, "You're a big kid."

Shen Zhen stroked the title page of the book, "My mother has a cousin in her 40s. She introduced Chen Yuan to her last month, but he didn't like it."

"So." He stood up and opened the window, "Are you going to sell it to me?"

She curled her lips, "My cousin is not good enough for third uncle, I think it's funny when I think about it, let me tell you."

Chen Ling stood in front of the window with a ginseng slice in the back of his tongue.

"Third uncle." She glanced at the corner of the wall, "Have you burned incense?"

"The nose is good enough." He raised his hand to signal, slapping the medicine bottle the size of his palm, "It's the fragrance of medicine."

Chen Ling coughed a few times, Shen Zhen felt that he should do something to help him, he couldn't just stay there, he was too blind and ignorant.

She walked over and reached out to pat him on the back.

He froze, suddenly unresponsive.

She also froze, "Third Uncle, did I hurt you?"

Chen Ling denied, "How can I be so delicate."

Yes.

Who is Chen Sanye? His flesh and blood was stabbed, and he stood upright without changing his face.

At this moment, the dew was deeper outside the window, and the night in the window was slightly drunk. Chen Ling's brows filled with autumn water inexplicably, like the steel in the depths of the flame, clanging and proud, yet quiet and gentle.

Thick, strong medicinal smell symbolizes fragility and paleness.

He is born with perseverance, bravery, and unyielding.

Create a masculine and tragic taste, weak and broken impact.

The ultimate sense of contradiction and pathos is the most advanced style of a man.

In the eyes of the outside world, Chen Yuan was contradictory, and so was Chen Chongzhou.

In fact, the most extreme one was Chen Ling.

As dazzling as he is, he is as blank as he is.

In his official career, Chen Ling is plump and beautiful, shining brightly.In love, he is pure and simple, like a new cloth.

No pattern, no dust.

A mirror to the end.

"Come with me tomorrow."

Shen Zhen suddenly came back to his senses, "Where are you going?"

Chen Ling lifted the glass in front of her and stared at her, "Aren't you willing to leave?"

"But does Uncle Chen agree?" She hesitated, "Will Third Uncle be embarrassed?"

"I never interfere in the internal affairs of the Chen family. Once I interfere, no one will disobey." Chen Ling turned around, "Second brother said, you have no intention of talking to the boss."

Shen Zhen's right hand slid down his spine.

"Where is the second child?"

She didn't answer.

Chen Ling laughed, and brushed off a plum blossom stuck to the end of her hair with the back of her hand.

***

In the morning, Chen Chongzhou was washing in the bathroom when he suddenly kicked the door outside, kicking harder and harder.

He opened the door, and Shen Zhen was blocking the aisle, with an air of asking questions, "What do you mean?"

Chen Chongzhou was silent for a moment, realized the truth, and wiped off the toothpaste foam with a towel without showing any emotion, "Are you looking for fault?"

Women are thin-skinned, subdued, have no steps, and build the steps by themselves.

At this juncture, you must follow her.

"I know what good things you have done."

After wiping, he leaned against the door frame calmly, "And then."

As soon as it came out without beginning or end, Shen Zhen was stunned, "What then?"

The man smiled suavely, "Plopped into my arms, hugged, asked for kisses, and shed tears. Although the routine is not new, but—" he touched her neck with his lips, and whispered ambiguously, "I am very useful."

Shen Zhen was furious, "Have you eaten soap? Blow your mouth full of bubbles."

Chen Chongzhou's eyes sparkled and his heart was itchy.

This was the first time she bowed her head voluntarily.

He saw through, and she panicked with shame.

"Okay." Chen Chongzhou wrapped his palms around her cheeks, "I know what you want."

Shen Zhen suppressed his anger, and smiled sullenly, "Yes, I have a deep affection for Professor Chen——"

Her arms were like enchanting and soft snakes, clinging to him wantonly, Chen Chongzhou let her cling, wrapped her waist around her, and immersed himself in it.

In the next second, the legs kicked up and the shoes fell, and the five centimeter high heels crushed hard on his feet, completely killing him, wishing they could not crush his bones.

Only then did Chen Chongzhou realize that she was really annoyed.

"I recruited you?"

In the end, Shen Zhen twisted his ribs hard and pinched a piece of green, "If you have the ability to face it face to face, don't play it behind your back."

She slammed the door and left.

Chen Chongzhou's face was blackened by her torment. At this time, the servant was drying clothes on the roof, and he walked out of the bedroom, "What happened to the guest room."

The servant was confused, "Is it Miss Shen's guest room? Nothing happened."

"Then why is she crazy?"

"Second Young Master." The servant hesitated to speak, "You must have offended Ms. Shen."

He was irritable, "Who would offend her, so unreasonable."

"We usually take care of husband and wife. Occasionally we make mistakes. The husband doesn't blame us. If the wife is in a bad mood, we will be scolded." The servant stretched the bed sheet, "Women are sensitive and demanding."

Chen Chongzhou's chest was filled with anger, and he went downstairs without saying a word. When he passed the corridor, he found a young woman standing in front of the golden birdcage.

He recognized the figure from behind and stagnated, "Why are you here?"

The woman turned her head when she heard the sound, "I can't come to my fiance's house?"

Chen Chongzhou raised his wrist to look at his watch, "How long have you been here?"

"One hour." Standing side by side with him when is it, "If you don't want me, I have no choice but to look for you. I don't answer the phone, I don't reply to the text messages. I don't actively meet. How can I talk about love?"

He fiddled with the parrot's ankle chain, "One side is active, the other side is negative, can we talk about it?"

She smiled, "It depends on the active side, how important a bargaining chip it has."

Chen Chongzhou did not respond.

"Shen Zhen, Shen Zhen!" Hissing sounded, the parrot fluttered its wings, "She's a bad woman! Always messing with me."

It suddenly dawned on him, no wonder she lost her temper without warning, it was because of this bird.

Can't help laughing, she must not have heard the whole story, neither did the parrot.

Otherwise, she would not be angry.

He clearly re-taught it the second half of the sentence, "She is a cute bad woman."

Chen Chongzhou poked the parrot's sharp red beak with his index finger, "What about the second half of the sentence?"

The parrot hooked its claws on the wooden pole and hung upside down in the cage, "Chen Er likes it, Chen Er likes it."

He smiled more and more, "Next time the Lord is here, remember to be sweeter."

Throwing a melon seed kernel into the parrot's mouth, Chen Chongzhou tilted his head, held the paper bag, and withdrew his hand, "You are more interesting than I imagined."

He didn't explain, "Yes, do you like it?"

When is the expression unhappy, "Can I like the parrot you trained for another woman?"

Chen Chongzhou picked up the tweezers, opened the worm jar, and added a spoonful of rice worms, "I don't like my behavior, and I don't understand me. This marriage is too bad for you. Based on your conditions, you can choose from the best men in the world. Why treat yourself badly."

She was not reconciled, and the bridge of her nose was almost stuck to his chin, "Am I worse than Shen Zhen?"

He looked at this face carefully, "Better than her."

When is it time to ask, "Why are you treating yourself badly?"

Looking at each other, Chen Chongzhou was amused, ""