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

Huo Dalong came to Bohai City!

Hearing this news, Shen Qingchuan's heart arose. If Fu Sinian completely controlled the power of the Qing Gang, and Huo Dalong and the Qing Gang colluded together, it would be easy for Huo Dalong to find revenge on the Shen family.

The Shen family has a great career, and they are considered well-known figures in Bohai City. The bigger the target, the easier it is to be targeted. After solving Fu Chenliang, Huo Dalong's next target is bound to target the Shen family. Those people are all gangsters. What kind of insidious tricks are being played.

Thinking of it, Shen Qingchuan couldn't help feeling flustered.

He lost his sense of propriety, and the expression on his face also showed anxiety. He frowned slightly and said, "He came here to seek revenge. What are you going to do now? Do you want to notify the police?"

Fu Chenliang saw Shen Qingchuan's sentimental eyes, like black jade soaked in cold spring water, embedded in his handsome face like snow in spring, at this moment, it was stained with a trace of sadness, but it made people feel pity for no reason.

Fu Chenliang couldn't help but his heart moved slightly, even a little distracted, wanting to hold Shen Qingchuan in his arms, and pinch his slender white and slender fingers.

He was bewitched by Shen Qingchuan's look, and there was a hint of sweetness in the bitter taste of medicine that hadn't dissipated in his mouth.

Edward saw that Fu Chenliang's eyes fell on Shen Qingchuan, his eyes lingering, the dark emotions hidden in his eyes seemed to be holding back something, wishing to swallow Shen Qingchuan, who was clearly coveting his Peter, but still pretended Be weak and sickly, put on a show.

Edward really couldn't see, so he took out a book from the bookshelf, and was about to throw it at it, and said aloud, "Where are your eyeballs looking?"

"Edward." Shen Qingchuan hastily interrupted Edward's movements. He had a headache, and Edward attached great importance to him. If others saw him with a slightly different gaze, Edward would become very vigilant.

It's just about Huo Dalong, he is really worried, and he doesn't want Edward to get involved in this muddy water. If Edward finds out, he will be stuck behind him for 24 hours and cannot leave him.

Edward was intimidated by Shen Qingchuan's stern voice, and put the book in his hand back on the bookshelf embarrassingly, with a look of discouragement and shock. If it can be realized, Edward's two dog ears should be shrugged at this time. pull down.

Seeing this, Shen Qingchuan quickly softened his voice, first comforted Edward, walked over, and said in a low voice, "You go out first, and I will take you to the hot spring in a few days."

Edward's energy and spirit immediately recovered, and his dark blue eyes lit up instantly, as if the sky covered with dark clouds was dispelled by a gust of breeze, and they were as dazzling and pure as the blue sky.

Shen Qingchuan also said some good words, and finally coaxed Edward well.

Before Edward went out, he gave Fu Chenliang a warning look.

"Have you coaxed your little lover?" Fu Chenliang raised a smile, a little playful, and tried to see if Shen Qingchuan had separated from Guan Boya.

"Don't talk nonsense, let's talk about Huo Dalong, do you want people from the Patrol Bureau to take action?" Shen Qingchuan glanced at Fu Chenliang and said.

"Huo Dalong is in the dark now, even if you tell the police, they won't be able to catch him." Fu Chenliang couldn't bear Shen Qingchuan's sad face. It won't touch the Shen family."

Fu Chenliang understood Fu Sinian's white-eyed wolf's temperament quite well, and knew that he would not indulge Huo Dalong to seek personal revenge before his serious trouble was solved.

"Fu Sinian didn't secure his position in the Green Gang so quickly, and it's not so easy for him to trouble Mr. Shen."

In these matters, Shen Qingchuan still believed in Fu Chenliang, saying that he was allowed to recuperate in Shen Mansion, so Shen Qingchuan went downstairs and told the maid to take good care of the guests upstairs, and then went out by car.

Edward thought Shen Qingchuan was still in Fu Chenliang's guest room, pushed open the door and shouted, "Peter."

"He's gone out." Fu Chenliang's upper body and arms were wrapped with white bandages, and he only wore a pair of black trousers. He leaned on the back of the bed with his majestic back, and one leg was slightly bent. He was looking for a cigarette to smoke. Suddenly Edward came into his room, looked around, and knew that the foreign devil was looking for Shen Qingchuan.

There was the sound of a car engine starting downstairs, Edward walked to the window and looked down, just in time to see Shen Qingchuan sitting in the car with a cat, Edward's expression was a bit disappointed, he thought he could have dinner with Shen Qingchuan tonight .

"Don't look, he's looking for a lover, and he won't be back tonight." Fu Chenliang is always keen to hit others, especially those who have other thoughts about Shen Qingchuan. If he has the opportunity to step on his rival, wouldn't he will miss it.

"Lover?" Edward thought he had misheard.

"What? As his best friend, he didn't tell you?" Fu Chenliang sneered, seeing Edward's expression was a little surprised, which reminded him of Shen Keyuan's dark expression when he learned that his younger brother was hanging out with Guan Bo Yasi face.

I heard that Shen Keyuan also went to the Yuhua Mansion in person, probably because he gave Guan Boya a "good fruit" to eat, and borrowed a knife to kill people, and the soldiers were bloodless. It was kind of him not to tell Mr. Shen directly.

Fu Chenliang wanted to provoke Edward to cause trouble for Guan Boya, but he didn't expect that Edward would not follow his routine at all. Edward said, "What does it matter to you whether he tells me or not?"

"Aren't you curious?" Fu Chenliang said.

"Peter, when he wants to tell me, he will naturally tell me that he has a lover as long as he likes it." When Edward heard the news that Shen Qingchuan had a lover, his heart was depressed, and there was no place to vent his anger. Maybe it was aimed at Shen Qingchuan or his lover, but there was someone on the scene who he disliked.

"Don't think I don't know that you have bad intentions for Peter. Stay away from him. I won't allow you to destroy his happiness."

In Edward's mind, Shen Qingchuan's happiness is the most important thing in everything. He likes what Shen Qingchuan likes, and hates what Shen Qingchuan hates.

Fu Chenliang narrowed his eyes slightly, and said mockingly, "I didn't know that Qing Chuan kept a good dog by his side."

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Yuhua Mansion.

Shen Qingchuan stepped into the gate, and three or four servants rushed over, took the suit jacket, and completely regarded Shen Qingchuan as the jewel in the center. The servants had smiles on their faces and hurriedly said, "Mr. , you are finally back, Lord Guan has been thinking about you all day long."

Hearing being missed by his sweetheart, Shen Qingchuan felt as if a honey had been stuffed in his heart, it was so sweet.

The thick and colorful eyebrows, stained with a little smile, are as beautiful as a hibiscus flower soaked in water, Shen Qingchuan said with a smile, "What about others?"

A new servant lost his mind, my dear, this delicate young master who is more beautiful than flowers, this smile is going to take away all three souls and six souls, there are really people who are so good-looking and have such a gentle temper in the world, Like a spring breeze.

The servant next to him secretly bumped him with an elbow, and he came back to his senses, blushed, bowed his head slightly and said, "It's in the studio."

Shen Qingchuan nodded, and went straight to the studio.

Xiaoxue will arrive in a few days, and the weather is getting colder and colder. The window of the studio is only barely opened four fingers wide, and the cold wind rushes in, disturbing the incense burner in the room.

But Guan Boya was still wearing a black nightgown sprinkled with golden bamboo leaf silk, with a belt of the same color tied around her waist. The fabric was thin, and the neckline was slightly open. She could see some beautiful muscle lines, with a jade-like texture, and she seemed not afraid of the cold at all. .

Guan Boya is holding a purple pen with a jade tube in his hand, and the end of the pen is stained with purple paint. He is lying on the long black wooden table and drawing something. Moisture, wet on the shoulders.

Guan Boya's appearance is extremely glamorous, with thick ink and long eyebrows enveloping the fierceness of the superior, the phoenix eyes with slightly drooping eyelashes seem to be covered with the coldness of snow, her straight nose and thin lips, like a mountain built of jade, if there is such a thing, The immortals cultivated on the snow peak probably look like this.

Seeing Guan Boya's expression was extremely serious, Shen Qingchuan walked in lightly for fear of disturbing him, closed the door, the heels of the leather shoes knocked on the wooden floor still made some movement.

"What are you drawing?" Seeing Guan Boya stop writing, Shen Qingchuan wanted to look over curiously.

"Pictures of Erotic Palace." Guan Boya said indifferently.

Shen Qingchuan saw that there was a big wisteria flower tree drawn on the rice paper, although with a few strokes, he drew the man under the tree with loose clothes, who was being played with by the tall young man on the trunk, with a springy face on his face.

The wisteria tree is luxuriant, with tens of thousands of wisteria flower spikes hanging down, covering the two people under the tree.

Shen Qingchuan's Baiyu Ruanxue's face burned instantly, blood surged up, his hands and feet became hot, and even the tip of his nose became hot, "How did you draw these things?"

"You stay with your good friend all day, I can't see you, so I have to draw it from memory, so that I can think of people when I see it."

Shen Qingchuan blushed in embarrassment, and forgot what he wanted to ask, and stretched out his hand to grab that piece of rice paper that hadn't fully dried. The others saw these things, and they would lose all face.

Guan Boya grabbed Shen Qingchuan's arm, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and in the next second, a very shallow crease crease formed between his brows, and pulled Shen Qingchuan over, gently touching Shen Qingchuan's slender white skin. He took a sniff from the side of his neck, his voice sounded like ice water flowing under a frozen lake, and he said coldly, "Where did you go to get this scent of rouge?"

Guan Boya's strength in pulling Shen Qingchuan's wrist became heavier, and his slender and strong fingers with distinct knuckles closed together, pinching Shen Qingchuan's wrist so hard that it hurt a little.

But when Shen Qingchuan heard Guan Boya's question, he didn't care about the pain. He was taken aback by Guan Boya's sudden question. He sniffed the air, and there was indeed a trace of rouge and gouache The aroma, if you don't smell it closely, you can't smell it.

He originally thought that after such a long time, the scent of rouge and gouache should have dissipated, but he didn't expect Guan Boya's sense of smell to be so sensitive, and his lover became a little angry. Shen Qingchuan put the other hand on Guan Boya's shoulder flatteringly. , and touched his wet and cold long hair.

I wanted to tell the truth, but to Shangguan Boya's beautiful and charming phoenix eyes, as if embedded in obsidian, thick like poison/medicine, Shen Qingchuan took a big turn when he spoke, and Shen Qingchuan swallowed Salivating, eyes drifting, looking at the half-meter-tall beauty bottle behind Guan Boya, a beautiful yellow wintersweet branch was inserted obliquely at the mouth of the bottle, and said, "Drinking tea in a teahouse...by an actor I accidentally bumped into it, and it probably got stuck at that time."

"Oh...the one hit quite deeply. Did it hit it accidentally, or did you throw it into your arms on purpose?" Guan Boya recited the last four words very emphatically.

The warm breath sprayed on the contours of Shen Qingchuan's ears. He was originally a person with soft ears, crispy, numb, and a large piece of skin was directly pink and itchy. He wanted to avoid it, and said with difficulty, "It's really I accidentally bumped into it, and I didn't see what it looked like?"

Guan Boya leaned down/body lowly, whispered in Shen Qingchuan's ear, and said, "Little Haitang, you have someone else's smell on you, you should make up for it."

Guan Boya inserted her fingers into the soft hair at the back of Shen Qingchuan's head, and pressed Shen Qingchuan to herself with a gentle and irresistible force. The distance between her lips was only one finger wide, but this distance was close enough. The breath blends/melts.

"Then... what do you want?" Shen Qingchuan's cheeks were slightly hot, and Qingjun's face became beautiful.

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