Can a general do whatever he wants?

Yan He wore a black and clear mandarin jacket today, in order to match the old lady's dressing habits.But Chen Ming noticed that he was wearing a pair of black linen trousers under his long jacket.

Yan He naturally noticed Chen Ming who was standing on the outside as he walked through the entrance hall. As he passed by, Chen Ming's faint medicinal fragrance invaded his nostrils, making him shrouded in the breath of only him for a moment.The taste of that medicine is cool, with the penetrating meaning of pond water, which makes people's heart beat.But Yan He just glanced at him lightly and didn't greet him.

The main hall is not private, if you greet other women casually, especially married men, you don't know how much gossip will be caused.

Later, due to the problem of "rituals", all the women who were not from the same clan were sent back to the house, and only the person surnamed Yan, the old lady and some old maidservants stayed in it.

Chen Ming was no exception and went back to Xiyuan. He didn't even drink a cup of tea every time he came and went. Chen Ming felt a little depressed when he went there like a cutscene.

However, he was used to this kind of thing.

To clear up his mood, he moved out of the room Yan Yue's bedding for sleeping and the old clothes that had been accumulated in the closet for a long time, intending to wash them one by one.

At this time, the sun was just right, Chen Ming rolled up his cuffs and raised the water-filled quilt in the small courtyard outside the room, scattering water flowers one after another. The water flowers refracted in the sun and printed colorful rays of light, dispelling all the haze in Chen Ming's heart Wash it off for now.

There are a lot of clothes, and I don't know how long it will take to wash them. The well water may be squeezed out by the huge laundry.

The water in the well was getting less and less. Seeing that the long line hanging the bucket was not enough, Chen Ming lay on the edge of the well and looked into the dark well with some sadness.

Suddenly, Chen Ming felt something falling from the sky, with a faint fragrance, and one slipped from his hair into the well, quietly rippling water ripples,

Chen Ming stared at it, and those things that carried the fragrance turned out to be yellow-green osmanthus.

That faint fragrance should also be the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus, but there is only one well in this barren courtyard, where did the sweet-scented osmanthus come from?

Chen Ming turned his head, and with a flash in front of his eyes, there was another rain of sweet-scented osmanthus.In the gap between the little yellow flowers and the little yellow flowers, Chen Ming vaguely saw Yan Yue squatting in front of him and smiling at him.

After pushing away the small yellow petals that fell on his eyes, Chen Ming realized that the person in front of him was not Yan Yue, but Yan He.

Yan He half squatted in front of Chen Ming, rolled his eyes, grinned at him and said, "I saw that this flower suits you very well in this dress, so I picked some of it. Do you like it?"

Chen Ming didn't have much reaction to Hua, what expression he had before, is what expression he is now.I don't like scented flowers very much, and I don't understand why Yan He suddenly sprinkled these small flowers on himself.

Yan He saw that Chen Ming didn't like these things, so he scratched the back of his head in embarrassment and said:

"I thought this was 'romantic,' and you'd like it. Looks like it backfired."

Chen Ming didn't understand the meaning of 'romantic', but he knew what was meant by 'backfired', so he nodded without denying Yan He's words.

"Ah! Sister-in-law, you are really direct!"

Yan He patted the little sweet-scented osmanthus flower left on his leg and stretched out his hand to Chen Ming, who was still half lying by the well, and said very gentlemanly, "However, I don't hate such a sister-in-law!"

After Yan He stood up, Chen Ming noticed that he had changed his clothes. The mandarin jacket he was wearing had been replaced by a European-style foreign shirt. The soft cloth adhered to his skin like running water. Through this, Chen Ming could even See his perfect belly line sideways.

"Uh, sister-in-law, aren't you willing to rely on my hand to get up?"

what?

Chen Ming opened his mouth slightly, it wasn't that he didn't want to, he just felt that something bad would happen if he held Yan He's hand.

After all, there are lessons learned by Yan Yue several times before.

Seeing that Chen Ming was too vigilant to move, Yan He simply bent down and took his hand, pulling Chen Ming to his body.After squatting for a long time, he suddenly stood up, making Chen Ming a little dizzy, and his feet were unsteady, so he "naturally" fell into Yan He's arms.