After Guan Boya left completely, the heat on Shen Qingchuan's face dissipated a little.Picking up the ointment placed on the bedside table, approaching the nose, and sniffing it gently, in addition to the faint herbal smell, there is also a looming floral fragrance.
Picking up the ointment on the bedside table, approaching the nose, and sniffing it gently, in addition to the faint herbal smell, there is also a looming floral fragrance.
Shen Qingchuan opened the white-glazed lid decorated with powder-coated twigs and flower patterns, revealing the lotus root pink paste inside the box, and rubbed it with his fingertips. The soft, waxy paste melted into light pink water when it touched the skin. The cold one is indeed a good thing for promoting blood circulation and reducing swelling.
Shen Qingchuan glanced at the door to see if it was closed properly.
After making sure it was closed, I took off the soft silk pants.
The slender and straight legs are like a fine white porcelain beauty vase, falling on the ginkgo-colored silk quilt filled with soft goose down, under the bright light, the porcelain-white skin glows softly.
Shen Qingchuan lay sideways on the bed, supporting his body with his elbows, his arms sank slightly on the velvet bed, like jade horizontally on the silk, but this beauty frowned slightly, showing a little pained expression.
I hooked a thick lotus root powder paste with my fingers, tested it slightly, and applied it slowly.
With just one finger, a thin layer of sweat broke out on Shen Qingchuan's forehead, and the back of his neck was covered with sweat, like a clear stream falling from a snow-capped mountain. The more drunk you are.
Shen Qingchuan's long and dense eyelashes trembled like a dying butterfly, with a broken beauty.
When putting it in for smearing, it melts like water mixed with mint, and it's ice-cold, making the hot inside shrink suddenly.
Shen Qingchuan's toes curled up forcefully, wishing to dig a hole in the quilt.
Guan Boya really did it too hard this time.
It's too much for a tiny finger, let alone Guan Boya's.
Shen Qingchuan smeared it randomly, then lay down on the bed and fell asleep, his whole body was loose, and he closed his eyes without turning off the lights. Today was exhausting, and when he came back from riding, there was some cold wind.In addition, after taking a bath in the icy lake water, he felt a little headache when he came back.
Shen Qingchuan didn't even want to lift his hands now, just lay down on the bed and fell asleep drowsily.
On the second day, Shen Qingchuan woke up with his drowsy head supported, his eyes were sleepy, and he was not fully awake yet.
A lazy and hoarse voice came from beside him.
"Wake up?"
Guan Boya was still wearing the white bathrobe she wore last night, lying on her side with her hands resting on her cheeks, her long ink-black hair slanting across her left shoulder, like an elegant and satiated python.
"Why are you here?" Shen Qingchuan asked.
If he hadn't lost his mind, he remembered that Guan Boya should be in the study next door instead of here.
Guan Boya first leaned over and pressed his cheek to Shen Qingchuan's forehead, then kissed Shen Qingchuan's cheek affectionately, and said, "You had a fever in the middle of the night last night, and I took care of you all night."
Last night, when Guan Boya was working in the study until one o'clock, she suddenly heard the sound of porcelain being overturned from the next door. She broke into the bedroom and found that it was Shen Qingchuan who had a fever and thought the quilt was too hot. Accidentally knocked over a ceramic box.
Guan Boya ordered his servants to boil hot water, took up a handkerchief to wipe Shen Qingchuan's body to cool down, and even coaxed Shen Qingchuan, who was confused by the fever, to take medicine.
Shen Qingchuan disliked the bitter taste of herbal medicine, so he passed the decoction to him one mouthful at a time.
After tossing and tossing all night, until four or five o'clock, when the sky was slightly bright, Shen Qingchuan calmed down, and Guan Boya fell asleep in peace.
Shen Qingchuan saw that there was indeed a light blue layer under Guan Boya's eyelids, his heart softened all of a sudden, he leaned over and kissed Guan Boya's cheek.
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Shen Qingchuan rested in Yuhua Mansion for a few days, and his health is almost in good shape.
He planned to go out for a while. He straightened his white and clean collar in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, and took a closer look at his neck. There were no unnecessary marks, and he felt relieved.
He was going out to meet a friend today, and it would be too embarrassing for others to see those purple marks on his neck.
The servant was holding a high-end brown suit jacket respectfully at the side. Mr. Xiao Shen is now the other owner of the Yuhua Mansion. Master Guan ordered to treat Mr. Shen with more respect than the servant treats himself.
Mr. Xiao Shen treats people with gentleness and kindness, and these servants would never dare to surpass him.
Ever since Lord Guan got to know Mr. Xiao Shen, his temperament has become a little gentler, and his methods of dealing with those people outside are not as harsh as before, but the servants who have stayed in the Yuhua mansion for a long time know that Lord Guan's temper is still as good as his. The same as before, people can't figure it out.
If it involves Mr. Xiao Shen, whom Lord Guan regards as a treasure, I'm afraid the method will be a thousand times more ruthless than before.
"Little Mr. Shen, are you going out?" Seeing that Shen Qingchuan's next step was to put on his coat, the servant cleverly handed over the brown high-end suit jacket.
After handing it over, the servant stood by, because Mr. Xiao Shen is not used to being too close to others. Except for Guan Ye, Guan Ye would put Mr. Xiao Shen in a suit and tie every morning, just like everyone outside said. Competent wife.
"Well, I'm going out for a while, to pick up a friend at the pier." Shen Qingchuan fastened the button on the sleeve of his wrist with one hand.
"Do you need to send a driver to accompany you?" the servant said.
"You don't need to go by yourself." Shen Qingchuan said.
"Then do you need to prepare the guest room? Do you want to prepare some rouge powder or some champagne and cigars?" The servant deliberately tried to find out whether the friend Mr. Xiao Shen was picking up was a man or a woman.
It's not that he deliberately crossed the line, these questions should not be asked by him as a servant, but Mr. Xiao Shen is really too coveted.
Ever since some people knew that Mr. Xiao Shen lived here, and the Master Fu of the Green Gang said a few days ago that Mr. Xiao Shen was his friend, and that whoever touched Mr. Xiao Shen would be against his Master Fu.
The thoughtful people in Bohai City, those rich young men and young ladies are all human beings, knowing Master Fu's attitude towards Mr. Xiao Shen, just like a dog smelling a meat bun, they all come over to try to make some friends.
After finding out that Mr. Xiao Shen lived in Yuhua Mansion, those posts flew here like snowflakes.
The servant sneered at those people in his heart. If those who knew that half of Bohai City's assets were held by Guan Ye, and knew that Mr. Xiao Shen and Guan Ye had a good relationship, they might break the threshold.
In short, Mr. Xiao Shen is just like a delicious meat bun, anyone wants to come over and take a bite.
Shen Qingchuan thought for a while, and considering his relationship with Guan Boya, he said, "There is no need to prepare a guest room."
After he received the person, he took him directly to the Shen Mansion on Chunhua Street. There were still vacant rooms there, and there were one or two servants cleaning the house every day.
"Tell Boya that I won't be coming back for lunch today, and tell him not to wait for me."
"Yes, Mr. Xiao Shen." The servant replied.
After Shen Qingchuan finished speaking, he picked up a round hat and put it on his head, turned around and went out.
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The huge white ship approached the shore slowly, and let out a long whistle, almost resounding across the entire shore.
The pier has long been full of people, crowds of people, crowded together, looking forward to their relatives and friends coming off the boat.
The sound of yelling, laughter and crying with joy can be heard endlessly.
All put together, it was a bit noisy. Shen Qingchuan looked into the distance, his eyes were clear and bright, and there was a trace of joyful smile on the corner of his mouth. The autumn wind brushed the black hair on the back of his neck, and the brown hat on top of his head Almost blown away by the wind, Shen Qingchuan hurriedly pressed it with his hand.
In the distance, I saw a tall and slender man, wearing a fitted light beige plaid suit, carrying a large bulky suitcase, looking around, as if looking for someone.
Shen Qingchuan said to the rickshaw driver beside him, "You wait for me here first, I'll pick someone up."
The rickshaw driver had a straw hat rolled up in his hand and held it as a fan. He had just finished a trip when Shen Qingchuan dragged him here. There were a lot of people getting off the boat, and the supply of rickshaws was in short supply. They were in high demand. He saw this rich man The young master is good-looking and generous, so he followed.
The rickshaw driver showed his teeth, smiled honestly, and said, "Master Shen, don't worry, I'll take your order later, I won't take anyone else, don't worry."
Shen Qingchuan trotted over, there were a lot of people getting off the ship, coming and going, Shen Qingchuan was accidentally bumped by a rushing person, nothing happened, but when he turned around, he couldn't see the figure of the friend who was going to pick him up up.
Just as Shen Qingchuan was scurrying around in the crowd like a headless fly, looking for the figure of that person, suddenly his arm was grabbed from behind, and he heard a clear voice saying with a smile, "Peter."
As soon as Shen Qingchuan turned around, he saw a foreign man who was a head taller than him standing behind him.
Shen Qingchuan breathed a sigh of relief, with a surprised expression on his face, and said, "Edward, where did you go just now, I almost couldn't find you, didn't I tell you?"
"You don't know the place where you live, so when you get off the ship, just stay where you are and let me find you."
Edward scratched the back of his head, and said with a smile like a cheerful big boy, "I saw that you were knocked down by someone, and I was anxious, so I went to find you, but there were too many people."
作者有话要说:感谢在2021-04-0523:59:23~2021-04-0623:59:13期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Ling え 20 bottles; Mr. 2 bottles;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
Picking up the ointment on the bedside table, approaching the nose, and sniffing it gently, in addition to the faint herbal smell, there is also a looming floral fragrance.
Shen Qingchuan opened the white-glazed lid decorated with powder-coated twigs and flower patterns, revealing the lotus root pink paste inside the box, and rubbed it with his fingertips. The soft, waxy paste melted into light pink water when it touched the skin. The cold one is indeed a good thing for promoting blood circulation and reducing swelling.
Shen Qingchuan glanced at the door to see if it was closed properly.
After making sure it was closed, I took off the soft silk pants.
The slender and straight legs are like a fine white porcelain beauty vase, falling on the ginkgo-colored silk quilt filled with soft goose down, under the bright light, the porcelain-white skin glows softly.
Shen Qingchuan lay sideways on the bed, supporting his body with his elbows, his arms sank slightly on the velvet bed, like jade horizontally on the silk, but this beauty frowned slightly, showing a little pained expression.
I hooked a thick lotus root powder paste with my fingers, tested it slightly, and applied it slowly.
With just one finger, a thin layer of sweat broke out on Shen Qingchuan's forehead, and the back of his neck was covered with sweat, like a clear stream falling from a snow-capped mountain. The more drunk you are.
Shen Qingchuan's long and dense eyelashes trembled like a dying butterfly, with a broken beauty.
When putting it in for smearing, it melts like water mixed with mint, and it's ice-cold, making the hot inside shrink suddenly.
Shen Qingchuan's toes curled up forcefully, wishing to dig a hole in the quilt.
Guan Boya really did it too hard this time.
It's too much for a tiny finger, let alone Guan Boya's.
Shen Qingchuan smeared it randomly, then lay down on the bed and fell asleep, his whole body was loose, and he closed his eyes without turning off the lights. Today was exhausting, and when he came back from riding, there was some cold wind.In addition, after taking a bath in the icy lake water, he felt a little headache when he came back.
Shen Qingchuan didn't even want to lift his hands now, just lay down on the bed and fell asleep drowsily.
On the second day, Shen Qingchuan woke up with his drowsy head supported, his eyes were sleepy, and he was not fully awake yet.
A lazy and hoarse voice came from beside him.
"Wake up?"
Guan Boya was still wearing the white bathrobe she wore last night, lying on her side with her hands resting on her cheeks, her long ink-black hair slanting across her left shoulder, like an elegant and satiated python.
"Why are you here?" Shen Qingchuan asked.
If he hadn't lost his mind, he remembered that Guan Boya should be in the study next door instead of here.
Guan Boya first leaned over and pressed his cheek to Shen Qingchuan's forehead, then kissed Shen Qingchuan's cheek affectionately, and said, "You had a fever in the middle of the night last night, and I took care of you all night."
Last night, when Guan Boya was working in the study until one o'clock, she suddenly heard the sound of porcelain being overturned from the next door. She broke into the bedroom and found that it was Shen Qingchuan who had a fever and thought the quilt was too hot. Accidentally knocked over a ceramic box.
Guan Boya ordered his servants to boil hot water, took up a handkerchief to wipe Shen Qingchuan's body to cool down, and even coaxed Shen Qingchuan, who was confused by the fever, to take medicine.
Shen Qingchuan disliked the bitter taste of herbal medicine, so he passed the decoction to him one mouthful at a time.
After tossing and tossing all night, until four or five o'clock, when the sky was slightly bright, Shen Qingchuan calmed down, and Guan Boya fell asleep in peace.
Shen Qingchuan saw that there was indeed a light blue layer under Guan Boya's eyelids, his heart softened all of a sudden, he leaned over and kissed Guan Boya's cheek.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Shen Qingchuan rested in Yuhua Mansion for a few days, and his health is almost in good shape.
He planned to go out for a while. He straightened his white and clean collar in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, and took a closer look at his neck. There were no unnecessary marks, and he felt relieved.
He was going out to meet a friend today, and it would be too embarrassing for others to see those purple marks on his neck.
The servant was holding a high-end brown suit jacket respectfully at the side. Mr. Xiao Shen is now the other owner of the Yuhua Mansion. Master Guan ordered to treat Mr. Shen with more respect than the servant treats himself.
Mr. Xiao Shen treats people with gentleness and kindness, and these servants would never dare to surpass him.
Ever since Lord Guan got to know Mr. Xiao Shen, his temperament has become a little gentler, and his methods of dealing with those people outside are not as harsh as before, but the servants who have stayed in the Yuhua mansion for a long time know that Lord Guan's temper is still as good as his. The same as before, people can't figure it out.
If it involves Mr. Xiao Shen, whom Lord Guan regards as a treasure, I'm afraid the method will be a thousand times more ruthless than before.
"Little Mr. Shen, are you going out?" Seeing that Shen Qingchuan's next step was to put on his coat, the servant cleverly handed over the brown high-end suit jacket.
After handing it over, the servant stood by, because Mr. Xiao Shen is not used to being too close to others. Except for Guan Ye, Guan Ye would put Mr. Xiao Shen in a suit and tie every morning, just like everyone outside said. Competent wife.
"Well, I'm going out for a while, to pick up a friend at the pier." Shen Qingchuan fastened the button on the sleeve of his wrist with one hand.
"Do you need to send a driver to accompany you?" the servant said.
"You don't need to go by yourself." Shen Qingchuan said.
"Then do you need to prepare the guest room? Do you want to prepare some rouge powder or some champagne and cigars?" The servant deliberately tried to find out whether the friend Mr. Xiao Shen was picking up was a man or a woman.
It's not that he deliberately crossed the line, these questions should not be asked by him as a servant, but Mr. Xiao Shen is really too coveted.
Ever since some people knew that Mr. Xiao Shen lived here, and the Master Fu of the Green Gang said a few days ago that Mr. Xiao Shen was his friend, and that whoever touched Mr. Xiao Shen would be against his Master Fu.
The thoughtful people in Bohai City, those rich young men and young ladies are all human beings, knowing Master Fu's attitude towards Mr. Xiao Shen, just like a dog smelling a meat bun, they all come over to try to make some friends.
After finding out that Mr. Xiao Shen lived in Yuhua Mansion, those posts flew here like snowflakes.
The servant sneered at those people in his heart. If those who knew that half of Bohai City's assets were held by Guan Ye, and knew that Mr. Xiao Shen and Guan Ye had a good relationship, they might break the threshold.
In short, Mr. Xiao Shen is just like a delicious meat bun, anyone wants to come over and take a bite.
Shen Qingchuan thought for a while, and considering his relationship with Guan Boya, he said, "There is no need to prepare a guest room."
After he received the person, he took him directly to the Shen Mansion on Chunhua Street. There were still vacant rooms there, and there were one or two servants cleaning the house every day.
"Tell Boya that I won't be coming back for lunch today, and tell him not to wait for me."
"Yes, Mr. Xiao Shen." The servant replied.
After Shen Qingchuan finished speaking, he picked up a round hat and put it on his head, turned around and went out.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
The huge white ship approached the shore slowly, and let out a long whistle, almost resounding across the entire shore.
The pier has long been full of people, crowds of people, crowded together, looking forward to their relatives and friends coming off the boat.
The sound of yelling, laughter and crying with joy can be heard endlessly.
All put together, it was a bit noisy. Shen Qingchuan looked into the distance, his eyes were clear and bright, and there was a trace of joyful smile on the corner of his mouth. The autumn wind brushed the black hair on the back of his neck, and the brown hat on top of his head Almost blown away by the wind, Shen Qingchuan hurriedly pressed it with his hand.
In the distance, I saw a tall and slender man, wearing a fitted light beige plaid suit, carrying a large bulky suitcase, looking around, as if looking for someone.
Shen Qingchuan said to the rickshaw driver beside him, "You wait for me here first, I'll pick someone up."
The rickshaw driver had a straw hat rolled up in his hand and held it as a fan. He had just finished a trip when Shen Qingchuan dragged him here. There were a lot of people getting off the boat, and the supply of rickshaws was in short supply. They were in high demand. He saw this rich man The young master is good-looking and generous, so he followed.
The rickshaw driver showed his teeth, smiled honestly, and said, "Master Shen, don't worry, I'll take your order later, I won't take anyone else, don't worry."
Shen Qingchuan trotted over, there were a lot of people getting off the ship, coming and going, Shen Qingchuan was accidentally bumped by a rushing person, nothing happened, but when he turned around, he couldn't see the figure of the friend who was going to pick him up up.
Just as Shen Qingchuan was scurrying around in the crowd like a headless fly, looking for the figure of that person, suddenly his arm was grabbed from behind, and he heard a clear voice saying with a smile, "Peter."
As soon as Shen Qingchuan turned around, he saw a foreign man who was a head taller than him standing behind him.
Shen Qingchuan breathed a sigh of relief, with a surprised expression on his face, and said, "Edward, where did you go just now, I almost couldn't find you, didn't I tell you?"
"You don't know the place where you live, so when you get off the ship, just stay where you are and let me find you."
Edward scratched the back of his head, and said with a smile like a cheerful big boy, "I saw that you were knocked down by someone, and I was anxious, so I went to find you, but there were too many people."
作者有话要说:感谢在2021-04-0523:59:23~2021-04-0623:59:13期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Ling え 20 bottles; Mr. 2 bottles;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
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