The Merry Prince of the Republic of China[Transmigration Book]

Fu Chenliang had been watching from the sidelines for a long time, and the waiter who was serving the food was deliberately bumped into by his subordinates arranged by him with a wink.

"Mr. Shen is really blessed. There was Miss Taoshi talking about you before, and then you won the favor of Boss Guan. I don't know who the lady next to you is now..." Although Fu Chenliang looked at Zhuang Xiaoxiao He spoke, but his eyes were always on Shen Qingchuan's body, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was a bit vicious and gloating.

Zhuang Xiaoxiao frowned when she heard Fu Chenliang say such frivolous words, and looked at Shen Qingchuan resentfully with almond eyes.And Guan Boya's eyes kept falling on Shen Qingchuan, clear and cold.This picture is rather like two women being jealous over a man, Fu Chenliang teases Shen Qingchuan without hesitation.

"Mr. Shen, don't be that heartless man! Hahaha~" Seeing Zhuang Xiaoxiao biting her lip, Shen Qingchuan was at a loss as to how to explain it, and the smile in Fu Chenliang's eyes grew stronger.

Although the red mark on Shen Qingchuan's wrist has disappeared, Fu Chenliang's scrutinizing eyes fell on the skin, and the hot feeling brought by the rough hemp rope rubbing his wrist seemed to sweep over again, especially when he recalled the day when he was blindfolded The shame of being teased came to my heart.

"Master Fu, what a coincidence." Shen Qingchuan still maintained superficial politeness and greeted Fu Chenliang.

Zhuang Xiaoxiao only felt that Fu Chenliang was very violent, especially when she saw the vicious subordinates around him sulking, she thought that Shen Qingchuan had caused some big trouble by mistake, so her expression was quite nervous at this moment, and she I was very concerned about what he said, and my heart felt uncomfortable like a huge rock, heavy.

"Qingchuan, we should go back, otherwise uncles and aunts should be in a hurry." Zhuang Xiaoxiao wanted to leave here, "" Impatient for a moment, she directly called out Shen Qingchuan's name.

"What's the hurry, I still have a debt with Mr. Shen, so I... settle it properly." When Fu Chenliang said the last sentence, the ending sound was still rising.

Several subordinates blocked this aisle, and the guy who knocked over the dishes was quite clever, seeing that something was wrong, he hurriedly slipped away from the other end, and went to the second shopkeeper for help.

Fu Chenliang reached out to grab Shen Qingchuan's shoulders, and suddenly a woman's hollowed-out bamboo fan stopped in front of him.

"Fu Qishao and Qing Chuan seem to have misunderstood, why don't I be the host, and invite the two of you to have a meal at the top of the four-story pavilion, and resolve any misunderstandings as soon as possible." Guan Boya's pair of beautiful red phoenix eyes lowered her eyelashes, People can't see the darkness in his eyes.

As soon as Guan Boya uttered the word "Fu Qishao", Fu Chenliang couldn't help raising his eyebrows.All the people in Bohai City called him Master Fu of the Green Gang, and there were only a handful of people who knew his rank in the Fu family.Fu Chenliang knew that this was Queen Ye who had become famous just three months after she came to Bohai City, and she was quite related to the one from the Fu family, but he didn't expect that he even knew this.

"Master Shen, please!" Fu Chenliang's subordinates stepped aside.

"Qingchuan..." Zhuang Xiaoxiao's innocent face was full of worry, and she hesitated to speak.

"Xiaoxiao, you go back first, don't worry too much." Shen Qingchuan is very easy to soften his heart, especially when he doesn't want to see a girl sad. Seeing that Zhuang Xiaoxiao should be called, if he continues to maintain etiquette and call her Miss Zhuang, It kind of hurts.

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The pavilions on the top floors of these four floors are generally not open to the public. Compared with the downstairs, the decoration style is completely turned over several grades.

Hanging on the wall is a painting of Li Qianshi, a famous historical painting of red bamboo, and on the opposite side is a calligraphy work of Guanshandou, which says Huifeng is smooth, and on the right is a red sandalwood shelf with a large official vase. Next to it is a plate of Maitreya Buddha carved from topaz. This is a work that cannot be bought with money in the market. It can be seen that the power and financial resources behind the four buildings are strong.

The table full of wine and dishes had already been served, Shen Qingchuan sat down in a respectful manner, picked up the wine glass and poured a glass of white wine, and made a toast to Fu Chenliang.

"Fu Shao, in the past Qingchuan was young and ignorant, and there were many inappropriate and inappropriate things. Now I take this opportunity to offer a sincere apology, and I hope Haihan can understand and tolerate." do.

"Just a glass of wine?" Fu Chenliang's slightly narrow peach eyes fell on Shen Qingchuan's wine-stained lips intentionally or unintentionally.

The color is as beautiful as the blooming crabapple flower, so beautiful that people can't help but look at it again and again, whether it is as soft as the petals of the crabapple on the kiss.

That Qingjun's face was also stained with a faint pink due to the alcohol, Shen Qingchuan's complexion was extremely fair, and the transpiring clouds stirred his heart and soul.

Fu Chenliang's throat tightened, and he cursed secretly in his heart, it's really weird, he always dreamed in the past few days, Shen Qingchuan was bound and blindfolded, he wanted to see his struggling and crying nose Red, flamboyant and delicate!

He was curious about what kind of witchcraft and secret art this person had cast on him.

"Come here, bring a jar of wine!!!"

"There is a way to drink away all grievances, Mr. Shen, if you have done anything wrong to Master Fu before, please apologize!" Guan Boya poured a glass of wine and handed it to Shen Qingchuan.

"Master Fu, I hope Haihan will forgive me for offending Qingchuan before!" Following Guan Boya's favor, Shen Qingchuan raised his glass and took a sip of wine.

"If you want me to forgive you, it's not difficult, as long as you beat me today."

Shen Qingchuan still controlled his drinking capacity at the beginning, only dared to take a few sips, later on the spirit of drinking picked up, and he and Fu Chenliang started to drink together, the more he drank, the angrier he became, and the more he drank, the more depressed he became.

You said that it was the original body who committed the crime, but he was the one who suffered. What kind of shit luck is this?

What hero?What heroine?He wasn't his original body, so he didn't want to get involved in this relationship.

Shen Qingchuan leaned back against the sour branch mahogany chair, resting his chin with one hand, feeling drowsy, holding a back-flow wine jug with the other hand and pouring it into his mouth, completely forgetting that there were two people beside him.

Fu Chenliang used to drink well, but he couldn't hold his pot of wine. Guan Boya had long ago replaced it with strong wine. One pot could make three strong men drunk, let alone Fu Chenliang drank three pots, he would have passed out already Lying on the table, unconscious.

Only Shen Qingchuan and Guan Boya were left in the audience. Guan Boya saw that Shen Qingchuan had already drank two pots, so he didn't say anything to stop him.

The wine stained Shen Qingchuan's slightly plump lips, like the crystal red pomegranate seeds, making one want to taste it, and the juice might burst out after a slight bite.His complexion was originally extremely fair, his cheeks were as red as snow covered with drunkenness, his drunken eyes were blurred and hazy, as if there were water waves flowing, and the ends of his eyes were also slightly red.

"Come here, Miss Boya, drink...drink...drink." Shen Qingchuan hiccupped, and his words were also slurred, speaking to an air, toasting in a delirious manner.

Guan Boya walked to his side, touched Shen Qingchuan's face with one hand, and rubbed the end of Shen Qingchuan's eyes lightly with his thumb, and the end of his eyes became redder, as if dyed with rouge.

"Master Shen, what do you see?" Seeing Shen Qingchuan's naive look, Guan Boya let out a muffled laugh.

A low and hoarse voice sounded in Shen Qingchuan's ear, and Shen Qingchuan felt a feather fluttering in his ear, itching, he turned his neck sideways, and smiled at Guan Boya.

If there is any hot breath sprayed on Guan Boya's face, Shen Qingchuan's smile is like a lively painting, completely unaware of his seductiveness, like a flamboyant and delicate crabapple in full bloom, beautiful Yes, people can't help but want to pick.

The air is not only filled with the smell of alcohol, but also seems to be filled with a beautiful breath.

"Miss Boya...you...how did you become...three"

"Miss Boya...drink...drink." Shen Qingchuan took a flagon with half a jug of wine left, and didn't know where to pour the wine.

"Young master Shen wants to buy me a drink?" Guan Boya looked at the young man in front of him with some indifferent Danfeng eyes.

Shen Qingchuan put a hand on Guan Boya's shoulder, and the drunk man groped randomly, he couldn't tell which one was the real Miss Guan.

"But, I want to taste the wine in your mouth more."

Guan Boya clamped Shen Qingchuan's fluttering wrist with one hand, lifted Shen Qingchuan's chin with the other hand, and lowered her head to kiss him on the lips.

Shen Qingchuan snorted a few times, struggled a little, opened his mouth to make a sound, but it was more convenient for Guan Bo Yasuo to kiss.The breathing is intertwined, absorbing his body fluid, with the smell of wine.

"Uh...uh..."

The air was deprived, and Shen Qingchuan gradually couldn't breathe, because he couldn't resist being drunk, and physiological tears appeared in the corners of his eyes.

Guan Boya slightly controlled the trembling Gu Qianwang, and rubbed his thumb against Shen Qingchuan's flushed lips, which was even more delicious than he imagined.Seeing the teardrops hanging from the corners of Shen Qingchuan's eyes, he curled his lips, thinking that the young man in front of him was cute.

Guan Boya couldn't help but gently kissed under the corner of his eyes, along the tear stains, kissed the cheek, all the way to Shen Qingchuan's slender and white neck.Arms around Shen Qingchuan's waist to prevent him from falling down, one hand grabbed Shen Qingchuan's fluttering wrist.