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

If every time you kiss, you feel young and throbbing inside, and when you hug, you grow old instantly, then this person is worthy of your company.

Shen Qingchuan was lying on the bed, his body had been cleaned up, a purple bronzing quilt was draped around his waist, his snow-white back was like a splash of milk spilled, it was so white that it glowed, making people reluctant to take their eyes away when they saw it.

The door creaked open, Guan Boya took a glass of water and walked to the bed, helped Shen Qingchuan up, and said, "Drink first."

The wall of the cup touched the lips, and the warm water was slowly poured into the throat. Shen Qingchuan's eyes hadn't been opened yet, and his thick black eyelashes trembled. Guan Boya was a little ruthless this time, and he was crying wet Guan Boya didn't see her cheeks and stopped.

His throat was hoarse from shouting all afternoon, and he felt alive after drinking warm water, but the bones in his body were not usually sore. Doing this with his lover is very tiring every time, but it is also happy.

Shen Qingchuan leaned against Guan Boya's arms, opened his eyes, he looked at Guan Boya, his pupils were as clear as stars in a cold winter night, bright as if they were shining, his eyes and hearts were full of Guan Boya.

Guan Boya should have just taken a shower, and she could still feel the cool water vapor through the fabric, which reminded Shen Qingchuan of the lush holly trees that were about to freeze under the wet rain. He has always been a person who is afraid of the cold, but at this moment , Shen Qingchuan felt that he would die of old age in Guan Boya's not-so-warm arms even for an instant.

"Are you more comfortable?" Guan Boya said.

"En." Shen Qingchuan closed his eyes and Guan Boya's slender fingers were still rubbing his temples with appropriate strength, and his mind gradually cleared up. He remembered the business and said, "Bo Ya, Huo Dalong is not dead, he has come to Bohai City. "

Shen Qingchuan told about Fu Chenliang, only said that he picked it up on the road, and concealed everything that happened in the teahouse.

Guan Boya stroked the black hair on top of Shen Qingchuan's head with his hands, and put on the cotton Tang suit placed by the bed for Shen Qingchuan.

Contrary to his gentle movements, Guan Boya smiled faintly, it was a strategic smile, her phoenix eyes were as bright as two sharp daggers, able to cut through the wind and snow, no wonder the servants of Yuhua mansion always bowed their heads Waist to avoid meeting his gaze.

"A bereaved dog, even if he arrives in Bohai City, he won't be able to overcome any storms." Guan Boya has a kind of arrogance in the wind and snow, and others can't get close to him. "However, I didn't expect Fu Chenliang to be swayed by Fu Sinian."

With Guan Boya's hair hanging down his cheeks, he kissed Shen Qingchuan's forehead and said, "You don't have to worry too much about this, I won't let him hurt you."

Guan Boya changed Shen Qingchuan's clothes, and asked the servant to bring delicious meat porridge, and fed it to Shen Qingchuan spoonful by spoonful. Shen Qingchuan didn't need him to feed him at first, but his bones were a little sore. He is very weak, but Guan Boya wants to be like a dedicated and considerate servant, as if taking care of Shen Qingchuan like a child is his greatest joy in life.

"You are so kind to me, what if I can't leave you in the future?"

"It would be fine if we couldn't leave each other for the rest of our lives." Guan Boya picked up a cotton kerchief and gently wiped the porridge stains on Shen Qingchuan's lips, and then kissed it.

As the evening approached, the sky was getting dark quickly, and there was a little light in the sky, and snow began to fall outside the window. The pure white snow flakes, like a hard-working woman, took out an old quilt that had been piled up in the summer in a wooden box, and held a long flat The stick was beating until the cotton in the quilt was fluffy, and the cotton wool floated out, flying all over the sky with the bitter winter wind.

Shen Qingchuan walked to the window, pushed open the glass and frosted the window, stretched out his hand to catch a flake of snow that was so light and weightless, "It's finally snowing, time flies so slowly."

The long-awaited winter has finally come.

Watching the snow melt into water in the warm palm, the cold wind blows and feels silky cold.

A slender and well-articulated hand supported Shen Qingchuan's hand, holding it to block the cold wind blowing, the man's hand dispelled a little bit of the coldness wrapped around his fingertips, his voice had his unique charm, Guan Boya said, "But I feel like time flies by."

Shen Qingchuan held Guan Boya's five fingers instead, intertwined the ten fingers, raised the corners of his mouth, his eyes were like the warm sun, and saw a grain of snow stained on Guan Boya's long black silk hair, "Do you think we look like two white people now? The gray-haired old man, is it a cough cough cough?"

Is it Mu Xue's white head?

The wind poured into Shen Qingchuan's throat, and the cold air irritated his throat. Before he could finish speaking, he coughed dryly.

Coughing up tears, Shen Qingchuan blinked vigorously, his pupils were as clear as onyx, like flames lit by a match, like the only light shining in the long dark night, his eyes falling on Guan Boya were like stars on a winter night , with pure liking in the quiet, it seems that any disturbance from the outside world will not shake his persistence.

The wind and snow softened the contours of his eyebrows and eyes, which flickered gently in the slight skylight. His clear and handsome face was like the foam of fire burning in Guan Boya's heart. The dry branches were thrown into the fire and crackled. A scorching hole was burned in his heart, and only Shen Qingchuan could fill the loneliness deep in his heart.

He is often said to be cold-blooded, but every time he silently recites the three characters Shen Qingchuan in his heart, there will be a surge of boiling blood in his heart.

"Qingchuan, let's go back." Guan Boya put Shen Qingchuan's name in his mouth before saying.

Guan Boya hugged him back to the bedroom, closed the window, Guan Boya's physique was cold, and the servant prepared hot water for Tang Pozi, he was not afraid of being scalded, he held his hands warm for a while, then went to hold Shen Qingchuan hand.

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After the beginning of winter, there is light snow.

The Shen family was very lively that day, with lanterns and festoons, and an endless stream of guests. The butler Liang Bo commanded the servants to receive the guests, and the servants interspersed among them like fish falling into the water, quickly and orderly preparing the drinks, meals, and fruit bowls. appropriate.

Mr. Shen wore an expensive thick silk dark-pattern sapphire blue gown and black mandarin jacket. He had stayed at home for a few months. Although his hair was a little gray, he now had a smile on his face and greeted the congratulations of the guests who came and went.

"Boss Shen, congratulations, you are blessed with a son-in-law."

"Presumably Boss Shen will have a grandson next year."

"Today is just my daughter's engagement. My wife is reluctant to marry her so soon, so I will postpone it until the beginning of next year to pick a good day. Today is the engagement first. There is no rush to hold my grandson." Old Man Shen smiled, Even the gray hair on the head is a little brighter.

It is said to be an engagement, but it is actually a nail in the door for the marriage between the Tang family and the Shen family. It is not yet the time, and there are still two hours before the official banquet. , the witnesses, and the invited reporters took pictures of the engagement ceremony and published it in the newspaper. Once the certificates and declarations are all completed, the marriage will be considered settled.

He was very satisfied with Tang Jun, the prospective son-in-law of his fourth daughter Shen Xinsu. Whether it was his family background or his character, he was one in a million, not to mention one in a million. The Tang family was in Lin'an, a land of fish and rice, a little far from Bohai City.

Therefore, the engagement matter will be held in Bohai City first, and the wedding will be held in Lin'an next year.

His sons and daughters all have a good home. His greatest wish is to hope that his children can start a family and start a business before he enters the tomb, and the marriage affairs are settled, so that they can spread out and spread their children and grandchildren. In this life, he will be worthy of his ancestors and have no regrets in his life. .

Now, the only thing that bothers Mr. Shen is the marriage of his third son, Shen Qingchuan.

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I really like the feeling that Xiao Haitang and Boss Guan can be together until the white head, no matter how cold the world is, they are the only light for each other.