Red Dust Daqian

The only remaining ray of light in Qianmutang in the dark night is Shen Qianrou's bedroom.

It was late at night, and Shen Yue'er was already tearful as she looked at the room which was still dimly lit. She said aggrievedly, "Miss used to be able to rest before the lights were turned on. Since you decided to reform Xiangmu Society, you have only been concerned with issuing reform instructions, and you have become a hands-off boss, leaving a lot of messes for me to clean up. But I have been fighting for your ideals, staying up late every day, just to ensure that your reforms can proceed smoothly, just to prevent Xiangmu Society from collapsing. Now Miss's effective sleep is even less than two hours. You have no conscience, do you know how much money Xiangmu Society needs now? Do you know how tired Miss is? Do you know how much Miss has paid for you..." As she spoke, Shen Yue'er was already sobbing and could not continue...

Zhou Sen was ashamed and embarrassed at the moment. A series of reforms, it is easy to say but difficult to do. Besides, Xiangmu Society is no longer the same as before. It is now such a big stall, and all the financial pressure is on Qianmutang and Shen Qianrou. Zhou Sen, the hands-off boss, was unaware of this and thought that the funds previously stored by Xiangmu Society could easily allow Xiangmu Society to survive the transition period of reform.

It turns out that the years are peaceful because someone is carrying the burden for you.

Zhou Sen felt deeply ashamed of Shen Qianrou. He knew that Shen Qianrou was busy running Qianmutang, but he didn't expect her to be so busy. Zhou Sen moved his feet with difficulty towards Shen Qianrou's room.

Xiangcao was also deeply touched. She was going to follow Zhou Sen to visit Shen Qianrou, but was stopped by Shen Yueer. Shen Yueer asked, "Master Xiangcao, can you leave some space for my young lady and Blind Mu to be alone? I believe my young lady will be very happy to see Blind Mu now." Xiangcao was also quite tactful and did not continue to follow. Xiangcao understood what Shen Yueer meant and what Zhou Sen meant to Shen Qianrou at the moment. Her presence now would ruin the atmosphere.

Although it was late at night, Shen Qianrou did not close the window to stay awake. Looking through the window, under the dim light, Shen Qianrou frowned, holding abacus and carefully checking each account with a pile of account books. It can be seen that Shen Qianrou is tired, and Kazilan's big eyes are a little blurred, but serious girls are the most beautiful. At this moment, Shen Qianrou exudes a charming charm that Zhou Sen can hardly refuse.

Zhou Sen's heart ached. Shen Qianrou was the eldest daughter of the wealthy Shen family. She could have lived a carefree life, but now she chose to follow him around the country without regrets. Yet he made her work so hard. Zhou Sen felt really ashamed.

The breeze blew, the candlelight flickered, Shen Qianrou raised her tired eyes and looked out the window. Seeing Zhou Sen's figure outside the window, Shen Qianrou smiled and said to herself: "It seems that I miss my husband too much, and even my husband's phantom appears in my eyes."

Assuming it was Zhou Sen's phantom, Shen Qianrou couldn't help wanting to get closer, so she slowly walked towards the windowsill. When she reached the windowsill, the phantom hadn't disappeared yet, and she continued to talk to herself: "Phantom, please don't disappear, let Qianrou touch it carefully." As she spoke, she stretched out her hands to Zhou Sen, ready to touch the phantom.

Zhou Sen couldn't hold back any longer, holding back his tears, he stretched his hands over the windowsill and hugged Shen Qianrou's head tightly. Shen Qianrou was startled, how could the phantom have touch, and wanted to scream, but Zhou Sen had already blocked Shen Qianrou's mouth with his mouth, sucking the fragrance madly.

Shen Qianrou was stunned for a moment, then began to struggle frantically. In the process of struggling, she gradually woke up and realized that the person kissing her was not an illusion, but the real Mumu husband. She was very familiar with the breath of this body. This was real, and the kiss at this moment was also real, not an illusion. Shen Qianrou, who had reacted, began to respond enthusiastically to Mumu husband's kiss.

The two kissed each other greedily, and Zhou Sen climbed in from the windowsill unconsciously.

The sudden passionate kiss between the two made Xiangcao and Shen Yue'er at a loss for what to do. They lowered their heads in shame. The cruelty was unbearable to watch. Xiangcao was jealous and wanted to go forward to disturb the other party, but was forcibly stopped by Shen Yue'er. Shen Yue'er grabbed Xiangcao's arm and asked, "Master Xiangcao, it's not good to go over now. Blind Mu, if you get scared, you will never be able to do it again. What should I do?" Xiangcao was stunned. What are you talking about, you little girl? You know a lot. Xiangcao was really afraid of scaring the two, so she endured it.

The two of them were entangled in oblivion, caressing each other, and Zhou Sen's hand unconsciously reached down when they were deeply in love. Just when he touched the bush, he suddenly felt a burst of burning sensation on his lips. Shen Qianrou bit Zhou Sen's lips hard, and Zhou Sen felt pain, so he stopped his evil hand and let go of Shen Qianrou.

Zhou Sen looked at Shen Qianrou's charming eyes and asked in confusion why she bit him? Shen Qianrou replied proudly: "First of all, Qianrou wants to confirm whether I am dreaming at this moment and whether the person in front of me is the real Mumu husband." Zhou Sen was puzzled. You should bite yourself and make yourself hurt so that you can know whether you are dreaming or not. How can you make me hurt? Shen Qianrou said shyly: "Are you afraid of pain, slave?" Zhou Sen vomited blood.

Shen Qianrou continued shyly: "Secondly, it is to punish you for why you only came to see Qianrou and be intimate with Qianrou now. Qianrou misses you every night."

Zhou Sen was ashamed. If Shen Yue'er hadn't pulled him over, he would probably... Thousands of words are not as good as actions. Zhou Sen hugged Shen Qianrou tightly in his arms lovingly.

Xiangcao and Shen Yue'er had secretly moved to the window sill, eavesdropping on the two people's conversation. Xiangcao was glad that the two did not go any deeper, but the conversation at the moment was really boring. Shen Yue'er was regretful, why did they stop at the critical moment? It was almost a home run, Miss, how do you do things, why don't you wait until you finish the business before biting the blind man?

Zhou Sen wanted to go on, with one hand climbing up Shen Qianrou's chest and the other hand going down. When he was about to reach the end again, Shen Qianrou tried to stop Zhou Sen with all her excitement, and said to him coquettishly: "Mumu husband, please don't, Qianrou hasn't washed up yet." This was not stopping, but flirting. Zhou Sen's underwear was about to burst when he heard this, and he continued to go down despite Shen Qianrou's obstruction...

Shen Yue'er accidentally fell to the ground with a cry of "Ouch!". Vanilla, who had stretched out her hands before Shen Yue'er fell, hurried to support Shen Yue'er. It was unclear who was unintentional, who was intentional, or both of them were intentional...

In short, this fall awakened the two people who were deeply in love.