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

Guan Boya's hands didn't move, she stared into Shen Qingchuan's eyes, took down the green pen in her mouth, bent down, and lowered her head.

Gently, on the forehead of the young man who is as clean as a wall of jade, a kiss is placed, and the light is soft.

Guan Boya held a brush stained with red paint in his hand, but kept moving in his hand, painting on Shen Qingchuan's arm, meandering and winding, with thicker and whiter skin, more red and whiter, lifelike, with different postures, as if there was something real The crabapple flower broke free from the blood vessels of Shen Qingchuan's skin and bloomed, with light red water marks, flowing down the flower juice, there seemed to be a strong fragrance floating in the dark.

The tip of the brush brushed the skin on the inside of the arm, itching unbearably.

Shen Qingchuan raised his hand and put it on Guan Boya's shoulder, his wrist as white as snow hangs on the purple and black phoenix silk cloth, his fingertips were accidentally stained with carmine, like a flower that is full of lust and desire to wither Begonia flowers.

The blossoming flowers are beautiful and colorful, and the petals are stained with the melted spring snow, crystal clear.

It is difficult for the flower branches to push away the spring breeze, and their weak strength is not enough to resist the excessive plunder.

The purple silk is soft and shallowly sunken, and the silky purple silk is like a drawing paper spread out.

"Bo Ya, don't make any more trouble..." Shen Qingchuan grabbed the fidgeting paintbrush, but there was a trace of his unconscious sweetness in his voice, the corners of his eyes were slightly raised, and his pupils were shining.

Guan Boya brushed away Shen Qingchuan's resisting hand, grabbed his delicate wrist, and clasped his ten fingers against the limp.

"Bo Ya..." sighed slightly.

The kiss was like a feather, falling on the sweaty forehead, and the feather swept across the bridge of the straight nose, like teasing a cat.

She touched her eyelashes, which were as thick as a small fan, and stopped again, taking a sip.

The wind licked it once and for all, the crabapple flowers were shaking the branches under the constant rain, and the cat under the crabapple tree was holding a red fruit, making a vague meowing sound, the syllables were drowned out by the wind , gentle but undeniable.

Among the crabapple flowers and trees, the breath gently sent out, infiltrated with a faint fragrance of rouge.

Guan Boya's thin lips opened, and she pressed against Shen Qingchuan's ear, biting the jade-like earlobe lightly, her hoarse voice was full of contemptuous intimacy.

"Well... don't you like it?"

Shen Qingchuan was silent for a while, looking at Guan Boya with his eyes, with an almost pious demeanor.

Xiaguang is a shawl, leaning over his body, the beauty is noble and glamorous, like a snake demon who has cultivated for thousands of years, the shiny scales hide poisonous, once it touches the skin, the blood will seal the throat, it is icy cold Human, but full of desire.

It makes people willing to die even if they die.

"I like it." But a woman shouldn't take the initiative like this.

He held Guan Boya's cheek, his eyes were filled with water vapor, dim and difficult to see, he closed his eyes and kissed, it was a kiss of pity, a kiss of lingering love.

"Bo Ya, how about I marry you next year?" Shen Qingchuan knew that he was a little distraught and infatuated now, but he also knew that the beautiful woman in front of him was something he couldn't live up to in his life.

He wanted to hug Guan Boya, and the tulle curtains, which were translucent in the setting sun, turned pale.

Guan Boya's movements paused, and he looked straight into Shen Qingchuan's serious eyes. He half closed his eyes, the flickering light flickered on and off, and the arc at the end of his eyes was like a curved hook, uttering a word, "good."

My heart was beating wildly, as if the sun rays falling on my body became hot.

Shen Qingchuan put his hand on Guan Boya's high collar, and tentatively touched the dark purple gemstone button with his fingers, trying to untie it, but Guan Boya didn't move, but the silence in the room was filled with a delicate fragrance.

"Dong dong dong." There was a knock on the door.

"Master, Mr. Sun is here and wants to see you." The voice of a strong man with a scar came from outside the door.

Shen Qingchuan withdrew his hand suddenly, not daring to make a sound, Guan Boya grabbed his finger, bit the fingertip lightly, dissatisfied that he stopped suddenly.

"Miss Bo Ya, go get busy first." Shen Qingchuan came back to his senses and saw that his white shirt had become colorful and his skin was also stained with paint. If an outsider saw it, he would definitely know that something happened. What.

He lowered his voice so that people outside would not know that he and Miss Boya were alone in the room.

"What does he want from me?" Guan Boya said in a dissatisfied tone.

"He didn't say it clearly, he only said that he had something important to ask." The strong man with the scar said at the door.

After a while, only the sound of clothes rustling in the studio, the door was pushed open, Guan Boya appeared at the door with loose long hair, the cuffs of the purple black Tang suit were slightly wrinkled, and said, "Let's go, have a look What is he asking for?"

After the door was pushed open, it was quickly closed again. Shen Qingchuan put his heart down slightly, got up and picked up a handkerchief, wiped off the flowers on his arms, and took off his white shirt. Sure enough, the paint still stained his skin .

Suddenly the door slammed again, and the maid's voice sounded outside the door, "Master Shen, the master asked me to bring you a piece of clothing."

Shen Qingchuan was absolutely unwilling to let outsiders see his current appearance, and said, "You put it at the door, I'll go and get it later."

Hearing the servant girl's footsteps going away, Shen Qingchuan secretly opened a small door and brought in the clothes that were on the ground.

Shaking it open, it was a black silk Tang suit jacket, Shen Qingchuan put it on, and returned to the room.

In the reception hall, Sun Biao was sitting on a sandalwood plum blossom chair. Behind him stood two policemen with guns. A cup of cold tea was placed on a small square table next to him. He had already drank two cups of tea. After waiting for a long time, he looked a little impatient, with a cold face.

Guan Boya walked into the hall from the side corridor, stepped onto the main seat, followed by two big men in black coats, and Sun Biao immediately changed into another look.

"Captain Sun Xun, what are you doing in my Yuhua mansion today." Guan Boya leaned on the chair, holding a long tobacco rod in his hand, and blew out a smoke ring.

"Hey, Boss Guan, I'm here to make an apology. I'm really sorry that I bumped into you a few days ago." With a smile on his face, Sun Biao got up and opened the rectangular wooden box on the chair next to him. The golden large yellow croakers are placed neatly, "There are a hundred large yellow croakers here, it's not respectful, I hope Boss Guan will forgive the dog."

Guan Boya's face was careless, not at all moved by the big box of gold, and said, "Captain Sun Xun, this is not a small thought, such a big hand, I am afraid that what you are asking for is something else. .”

It has been more than half a month since he broke Sun Demao's hand bone.

Seeing Guan Boya's calm appearance, Sun Biao suddenly smiled and said, "Sure enough, Boss Guan is a smart person. In addition to apologizing, I also want to ask Boss Guan for a little favor."

"Oh, what's a small favor?" Guan Boya raised his eyebrows.

"Recently, the foreign company imported a batch of goods from country y, and wanted to ship them in through the Yichang wharf. I hope that Boss Guan will make it easier." Sun Biao recently asked someone to find out who controlled the Yichang wharf. At first, he thought it was the Green Gang. Yes, I went to look for the second head of the Green Gang, but ended up having a bad nose, and after a lot of work, I didn't expect Guan Boya to be the owner of the Yichang Wharf.

"You know that Yichang Wharf has not been opened for nearly ten years. You don't go to Guandu Wharf for imports, but to my wharf. I'm afraid that the imported goods are not ordinary goods." Guan Boya tapped the button lightly with his hand. On the arm of the chair, said.

It was because it was not an ordinary product that he begged Guan Boya.

Foreigners from the country y foreign company want to open a smoking den in Bohai City. In addition to hundreds of boxes of opium, there are more than a dozen boxes of guns and ammunition on the cargo ship. Unfortunately, a ban on opium was promulgated last week, and Guandu Wharf is no longer allowed to import opium.

A foreign merchant from country y approached him and entrusted him with this matter. After the matter was completed, he would be given [-] large yellow croakers. He took [-] large yellow croakers as a deposit. Whether it is importing opium or exporting goods, the foreign merchants in country y can make hundreds of times and come back. You must know that the antiques of country z are very popular in foreign countries.

"Boss Guan, as long as you open this pier, I can guarantee that no one will trouble you." With the escort of the diplomatic envoy of country y, as long as it is secretly smuggled, no one will cause trouble. You can make money without losing money.If this deal is made, his position as chief inspector will be secured.

"Unexpectedly, I also had a day when I was wrong." Guan Boya said.

Sun Biao was confused and didn't understand what Guan Boya was referring to.

"I originally thought Chief Sun Xun was a dog lying on Cao Gaolin's back. I didn't expect Cao Gaolin to be dismissed less than a month later, and he would turn his back on his old master and go to lick the feet of people from Country Y." Guan Boya's voice was cold.

As soon as these words came out, the hall suddenly became silent.

Shen Qingchuan took a shower and put on a brand new white shirt. Just as he walked down the stairs, he heard a crackling sound from the hall not far away, the crisp and piercing sound of broken ceramics. Shen Qingchuan quickly walked over , and saw a scene that made his heart skip a beat.

Sun Biao suddenly picked up the teacup on the table and smashed it to the ground. Teacup fragments and tea stems mixed with the tea splashed all over the floor. The two patrolmen behind him pulled out the wooden warehouse and faced Guan Boya's position.

"Stinky cousin, don't be shameless." Sun Biao gritted his teeth and cursed loudly.

The two strong men behind them also picked up the knife hidden behind them as early as the moment the patrolmen drew their guns, and took a step forward to confront them.Guan Boya rested her elbows on the armrest of the chair, propped her cheek, and sat on the chair with her left leg crossed over her right leg, not paying attention to Sun Biao at all.

Such a gesture angered Sun Biao even more, and made Sun Biao's heart even more angry. A trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he wanted to take out his wooden warehouse, intending to give Guan Boya a blow.

An object was suddenly thrown from nowhere, and it hit Sun Biao's hand with a slap.

In desperation, Shen Qingchuan picked up a jade inkstone that was placed on the shelf, and threw it at Sun Biao. He hurried to Guan Boya in two steps, and blocked it. He might be a human shield Impulsively, he said, "Miss Boya, are you okay?"

Guan Boya patted the back of Shen Qingchuan's hand to appease his restless emotions, pulled his hand down and sat beside him, and said, "Captain Sun Xun, I advise you not to be impulsive, believe it or not, before you start to rob Before, you were the first to be shot into a hornet's nest."

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感谢在2020-11-3018:15:01~2020-12-0123:01:42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 who threw the rocket launcher: Boss Guan is the most delicious! 1;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 Wen Bai;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!