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

Two outstanding men are dancing on the dance floor, they are really conspicuous, with powerful dance steps, competing for dominance with each other, there is a breath of tension between the two, and the dance has a rough momentum, like two elegant beasts fighting, It's just that Guan Boya's posture in control of the overall situation, every turn and turn is clean and neat, and the momentum is even more overwhelming than Shen Qingchuan.

Guan Boya took a step back, with an air of ease, as if he was conniving at the opponent's resistance, accommodating Shen Qingchuan's forced dance steps, rubbing his clothes when he approached, his eyes were frivolous and dangerous, and he said with a light smile, "Little Haitang , you are too close, are you so impatient?"

Shen Qingchuan saw Guan Boya's faded face, still glamorous, but a little more elegant and naughty. He didn't realize that he was a man before, he was blind, but he was more deceived in his heart shame and anger.

Shen Qingchuan's brows and eyes turned cold, his expression became a little serious, but he didn't know that there were a drop or two of sweat hanging from the tip of his hair, his neckline was slightly open, and a thin layer of blush appeared on his white face due to exercise. It should be that the eyebrows are full of affection, and the eyes are like fire, which makes people's hearts flutter, ambiguous and alienated, and makes people want to plunder. He asked Guan Boya back and said, "Then stay away from me!"

With that said, she pushed Guan Boya with one hand, intending to end the dance.

The violin suddenly played a long high note, Guan Boya grabbed Shen Qingchuan's hand and dragged it suddenly, Shen Qingchuan immediately fell into his arms, and everyone let out a lot of exclamation.

Shen Qingchuan leaned against Guan Boya's chest. He was slightly shorter than Guan Boya, and he had the illusion of being completely enveloped by the other party. Clouds rubbed his temples together, breathing into clouds, which made Shen Qingchuan's legs weak ambiguously. The warm breath fell on the side of his neck, like a kiss, and suddenly realized that there was some danger.

"That can't be done." Guan Boya was in a good mood, his movements were elegant and neat, every movement could stimulate the senses, tight and relaxed, regular and free and romantic.

The light of the audience was taken away by those two people, and the scene became warm and psychedelic, the young master and lady were cheering, while the older master and wife thought it was inappropriate for men and women to dance, so they sneered at this.

After Lin Fengwan was thrown to the edge of the dance floor, her expression became very ugly. The two most eye-catching people on the dance floor were her nephew and her dance partner. She had been in the romantic circle for more than 30 years, so how could she not see her? A good nephew is interested in Shen Qingchuan, and the nephew is not afraid of being laughed at if he tells his uncle.

Xu Mumu and Qiao Bin on the dance floor were dancing lightly, throwing a provocative look, so Lin Fengwan didn't look good on the follow-up people who came to invite dancers. Even a single hair of Shen Qingchuan's dance can't compare to it, and if she wants to match it, she must match it with the best.

"Ma'am, can I invite you to dance with me?"

Just as Lin Fengwan was about to refuse, the word "roll" came to his lips, and he swallowed it back. Hearing the sound, he raised his head, and saw that the visitor was extremely luxurious and handsome.

Seeing Lin Fengwan's eyes moving slightly, Fu Chenliang said in a teasing voice, "Are you going to let those two people take away the light of your master?"

The moment Fu Chenliang showed Guan Boya's face, he understood everything. Didn't his old man find him a young mother? He didn't know if Guan Boya was his half-brother.Guan Boya is a man, so his previous skills are justified. Looking at Shen Qingchuan in a blink of an eye, seeing his reluctance, it seems that he still has a chance.

"Please!" Fu Chenliang bent slightly, and made a gesture of a gentleman's invitation.

Lin Fengwan raised his chin slightly, and proudly put his jade hand in Fu Chenliang's. The two slid onto the dance floor, and approached Guan Boya in a whirl. Fu Chenliang's dance steps were very aggressive. Wan's waist approached Guan Boya, and said loudly, "Boss Guan, what a coincidence."

Guan Boya replied lightly, "Fu Chenliang, aren't you in Bohai City?"

Shen Qingchuan saw an acquaintance present and recognized Guan Boya as a man, so he was even more embarrassed to dance with him, trying to break free from Guan Boya's control, but Guan Boya's hands were like iron shackles, and he couldn't break free at all.

Guan Boya pushed the hand behind Shen Qingchuan's waist forward, and his clothes rustled, and the distance that was finally opened was pulled back, and it got closer.

"The old man gave me a vacation. I heard that there are many beauties in Jingu and the scenery is beautiful. I'll come to visit." Fu Chenliang stepped forward and said.

The music became more and more exciting, and with the melody striding forward, Shen Qingchuan took a few steps back while Guan Boya let go of his hand, but was dragged by another hand.

Fu Chenliang pulled Shen Qingchuan into his arms, pushed Lin Fengwan, and said to Shen Qingchuan, "Sir Shen, dance with me to the end of the song."

What Lin Fengwan wanted was Shen Qingchuan, not to dance with Guan Boya. She knew that she was teased by Fu Chenliang.

The people outside the dance floor were completely attracted by them, Guan Boya and Fu Chenliang were like two fighters, the swords between them were full of sensuality, the enthusiastic dance floor was like a battlefield full of dangers, and the crisp dance steps were like swords drawn out of their sheaths , Every time the eyes meet, it is like the sparks of swords colliding.

Only by constantly plundering and attacking can you protect your own treasures.

The ladies outside the arena all showed obsessed and unable to extricate themselves expressions, gorgeous dance steps, handsome men, such as the atmosphere filled with gunpowder smoke, there are many undercurrents hidden under the beautiful and calm mask, which made them sink.

Shen Qingchuan was tired of dancing women's steps, and on the next beat, he spun and missed the hands extended by Guan Boya and Fu Chenliang, pulled Lin Fengwan sideways, and spun away from the two of them, Shen Qingchuan regained control of the men's steps, It seems that she wants to vent out the anger that was suppressed before, but she is worried that Lin Fengwan is a woman, her wild dance steps are relaxed, her eyes are like the brilliance piercing the mist of the mountains, there is a smile on Lin Fengwan's face, deep purple The skirt flutters like a flower in full bloom.

On the other side, the atmosphere between Guan Boya and Fu Chenliang became even more tense. Guan Boya's expression was cold, as if covered by frost, while Fu Chenliang had a smile on his face, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.They did not give in to each other and competed for the dominance of the male dancing steps. The movements between the two did not look like dancing steps, but there was an illusion of hand-to-hand combat. Probably the dancing steps of the two of them were too gorgeous, like a visual feast, even if they could not see it .

For a while, the people outside the dance floor didn't know where to focus their attention. Shen Qingchuan stepped forward quickly, turned around, hugged Lin Fengwan, lowered his knees, lifted her waist with one hand, and leaned down , the music echoing on the dance floor stopped.

After dancing to a song, Shen Qingchuan's forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and he gasped slightly, "Miss Lin, should you be satisfied?"

Lin Fengwan leaned softly against Shen Qingchuan's side, put his hand lightly on his shoulder, exhaled with red lips, and said in a delicate voice, "Come with me for another drink, and I'll tell you."

Follow the path of stone steps paved with stone slabs, pass through three flower walls, and come to a small white building with bright light. There is a gramophone in the shape of a golden horn, and one wall is used as a wine cabinet. The mahogany is staggered into a grid, and bottles of wine of unknown age are placed horizontally.

Lin Fengwan took out a bottle of wine. The wine was given to her by the owner of the winery, and the carpet was given by the owner of the cloth shop. Anyone who gave her things can borrow her place to treat guests. Although those owners are rich, But the scene is not as beautiful as hers here, and with her reputation, as long as she posts a post, there will be no guests that cannot be invited.

Lin Fengwan pulled out the cork with a wine opener, and she asked Shen Qingchuan to sit on the sofa first. She had a great time playing today. Although the incident of her nephew suddenly happened, Shen Qingchuan did save face for her. Starting from Guan Boya's glamorousness, Fu Chenliang's handsomeness, she is better than Shen Qingchuan's, she has an outstanding appearance, and at first glance, she is a young master held out by gold and jade brocade clothes. Just standing still, she is like a shining gem , Which of the ladies present doesn't like gems.

Shen Qingchuan sat on the soft pineapple sofa, saw Lin Fengwan bringing two glasses of wine, and said, "Miss Lin, news about my elder brother"

"What are you in a hurry for?" There were still many vacant seats on the sofa, so she sat down close to Shen Qingchuan, picked up a goblet, handed it to Shen Qingchuan, and said, "Come and have a drink with me first."

Shen Qingchuan took the wine glass and took a sip. It was clear and sour, with a faint plant aroma. The phonograph played a gentle and pleasant tune. He said, "Miss Lin, today is the last day."

"I know." Lin Fengwan got up and went to the window and closed the curtain, leaving only a thin gap, which leaked thin sunlight. She walked slowly to Shen Qingchuan's side and sat down, with her arms next to Shen Qingchuan. Arm, said softly, "As long as you spend today with me, I will tell you everything."

Shen Qingchuan didn't know what Lin Fengwan was thinking, he got up suddenly, and patted Lin Fengwan's hand on his shoulder vigorously, the slender sunlight fell on his trouser legs, dark purple suit pants, a little The piece of fabric seemed to have turned into a light violet color, and said, "Miss Lin, please respect yourself! I hope that Miss Lin will recite these few days, for the sake of my saddle and horse, and tell me about my elder brother. I am Really urgent."

The backs of Lin Fengwan's hands turned red, and Shen Qingchuan's slap broke up any ambiguous atmosphere. In fact, there was nothing more than that between a man and a woman. In terms of Shen Qingchuan accompanying her once, he would not suffer a loss.

Since Shen Qingchuan has no intention, she doesn't like to force others. She still has a lot of suitors outside, but she was rejected. Lin Fengwan couldn't hold back her face. Yan, sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, said, "Your good brother will soon become the son-in-law of Wushan Jinlongzhai. It's very safe. Why are you in a hurry?"

When Shen Qingchuan heard the news, his heart panicked, and he suppressed his anger and said, "When did it happen?"

"The day after tomorrow your elder brother will marry. Miss Huo must marry your elder brother. Huo Da is the only daughter in the family. Of course, she is reluctant to marry her far away." Lin Fengwan put the cigarette A pot of ornamental bougainvillea on the table with ashes shaking, the flowers bloom densely, arched and drooping, withered and thin petals stained with a little spark, curled up instantly, and the petals were scalded to spread a small hole.

Huo Dalong had a relationship with her more than ten years ago, and then they broke up. The two of them maintained a neither salty nor cold friendship. Lin Fengwan would occasionally invite Huo Dalong to visit. They have always been a family of officials and gangsters, and her place is also lively. Well, Huo Dalong has been a guest several times, and he sent an invitation a few days ago, saying that he wants to accept a son-in-law.

"You didn't say it sooner!" Shen Qingchuan said, and walked out. He had to go back quickly, go to the police station to report the crime, and call the guys to rescue his eldest brother. Having a heart attack, he will never allow his eldest son to become the son-in-law of a bandit den. What Mr. Shen hates most is bandits. .

Lin Fengwan watched Shen Qingchuan's figure go away, threw the cigarette into the flower pot, picked up the wine glass, drank the rest of the wine, and said in a low voice, "My good things were wasted."

During the past few days with Lin Fengwan, Shen Qingchuan was basically familiar with Lin Fengwan's house. He didn't want to bump into Guan Boya or Fu Chenliang again, so he knew which way was the shortest way to go out. He walked in a hurry. I kicked a tree root protruding from the ground and almost fell down. Before I could stand still, I was pulled over by a hand.

Before he could react, Guan Boya pushed him and bumped into the trunk of the thick wisteria tree. The spring had long gone, and the branches of the wisteria tree were left with sporadic purple or dark purple flowers, swaying in the wind, rustling by external force A few flowers fell.

Shen Qingchuan was about to get up, but Guan Boya pressed him over, and pressed Shen Qingchuan's shoulder with one hand, trapping him under the tree.

"Have fun?" Guan Boya almost covered Shen Qingchuan's body under him, her cold and delicate fingers slid across Shen Qingchuan's cheeks, passed through the crow-like hair, and stroked his warm neck Looking at it, there is no trace on it, and it is not stained with disgusting powder after close sniffing.

"Go away!" Shen Qingchuan was startled, his face turned pale when the wind blew, he stretched out his hand and pushed hard, only to find that Guan Boya didn't even shake.

Guan Boya grabbed his hand, her long and narrow phoenix eyes were clear and strange, and the brow bone showed a sharp chill, like the clear and white snow under the full moon, Shen Qingchuan lost his mind for a moment.

A small purple flower wrapped in a strong fragrance swirled and fell to Shen Qingchuan's neck. Guan Boya said, "Why is your strength so weak?"

Shen Qingchuan looked embarrassed, ashamed and angry, his face flushed a little, and then he realized that his legs were a little weak, not to mention pushing Guan Boya, he was now leaning on Guan Boya's body, so he couldn't As for slipping and falling to the ground, what happened?Not only his face was hot, but even his legs and feet seemed to be soft and hot, like a flame that suddenly sprang up, and was blown by the wind, turning into a raging fire, which came suddenly and violently.

Guan Boya also saw that something was wrong with him, supported him and said, "What's wrong with you?"

Shen Qingchuan only felt that Guan Boya's hands were cold, and couldn't help but want to get closer, but found that he couldn't bear even a light touch, and the fire in his body burned even more vigorously, even his bones were It was hot, but his body couldn't resist the surging heat, but his head was still awake.

It must be because he drank that glass of wine that something bad happened. Seeing that he only took a sip, Lin Fengwan thought that the medicine had little effect, so he let him run out like this without telling him.

Shen Qingchuan combined his legs, curled up and squatted down on him, he didn't want to expose his ugliness in front of Guan Boya, so he yelled, "Get out!"

Guan Boya squatted down on one knee, stretched out his fingers and lifted Shen Qingchuan's face, a layer of blush appeared on the suet-like skin, he touched Shen Qingchuan's cheek, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, lowered his head, and covered his lips past.

The wind swayed the branches, the leaves rustled softly, and the noise and music from a distance could be vaguely heard. This place seemed to be a small isolated world.

Guan Boya held his lips, sucked the kiss gently, and did not let go after an unknown amount of time. He asked, "Do you want me to leave now?"

The slender white and cold fingers gently rubbed off, and the saliva flowed down the corner of Shen Qingchuan's Yinhong mouth. Shen Qingchuan panted silently, as if he hadn't recovered yet.

Guan Boya stood up, looked down at him, and was about to turn around to leave, but Shen Qingchuan grabbed his trouser legs.

Guan Boya helped Shen Qingchuan up, and leaned against the trunk of the tree. The trunk of the wisteria tree was very wide, just enough to block the figures of the two people, not to mention that the surrounding trees are lush, and the intertwined branches are the best barrier.

Guan Boya passed through Shen Qingchuan's bent legs, put him on the tree trunk, grabbed his ankle with the free hand, and slid up along the ankle, Shen Qingchuan trembled, and his waist reflexively The ground tensed up, the corners of his eyes were reddish, and he let out a muffled grunt.

The small purple flowers on the neck slid across the skin, passing through the red stamens, with a rustling sound, the sky began to rain, the rain fell through the branches, and fell on his shoulders, wet, like a piece of suet Jade is stained with rain and dew.

Shen Qingchuan leaned his head on Guan Boya's shoulder, whether the corners of his eyes were soaked in rainwater or mixed with the sweat from his hair, which irritated his eyes, he let out a low pained cry, not daring to be too loud, he bit Guan Boya. Boya's shoulder.

"I'm gentle."

"Do you like it?"

Shen Qingchuan made a soft nasal sound, looked up, and saw the sunlight leaking from the gaps in the branches, the leaves were shaking slightly, rising and falling, as if he could reach out and pluck a leaf from the branch.

The stinging pain made him squint his eyes. There was a red fruit on the crown of the tree, which was picked up by some bird. It was a small one, it was already ripe, the peel swelled up, it was red, and it fell down. The transparent rain covered the whole fruit, as if it was fresh again.

I don’t know how long it will take for the sun to rain, from a hazy drizzle to a violent rain, to cleanse the heavy breath, the rain plunges into the ground like a sharp sword, and the mimosa on the ground can’t bear the bean-sized The rain suddenly closed and shrunk the leaves, beating chugs.

I don't know where I bumped into, I curled up hard, my ankles shook in mid-air, shaking off the rain, the banquet in the distance was still going on, even though it was raining heavily, the music didn't stop, Guan Boya followed the beat of the music Sway your body, take your time, because to taste delicious honey, you must pry open the hive very gently.

Shen Qingchuan wrapped his arms around Guan Boya's neck, fearing that he would fall, and wanted to hide from the rain, but the rain fell, and in order not to fall, his legs stretched until they trembled.

The softly hummed voice was really endearing, Guan Boya called him dotingly, "Little Haitang."

There was a heavy rain, and the wisteria flower gave off a rich fragrance similar to that of Sophora japonica, mixed with other smells. The mimosa thought that the storm had stopped, and quietly stretched its leaves. Squeezing the rainwater overflowing from the leaves, the rainwater grinds and spins the roots that invade the soil.

Being lifted up and falling high, the gift of heavy rain cannot be resisted. When encountering a more difficult bottleneck, the branches shake slightly, allowing the rainwater to slide down into the soil more smoothly, nourishing the roots of the trees.

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Fu Chenliang wandered around on the lawn for more than an hour, but did not find Shen Qingchuan's figure. He was obsessed with a group of ladies and wives, and finally escaped.Guessing that Shen Qingchuan should be with Mrs. Lin, he asked the attendant at the side, followed the stone path, and found no one in the small white building.

He didn't want to meet those ladies and wives again, and Shen Qingchuan didn't want to stay at this banquet any more, so he searched for a path to leave, and after walking for about 20 minutes, he heard very provocative cries from the forest.

The upper-class people look glamorous, but in fact their bones have long been decayed.The master has more than a dozen concubines, and the wife also raises a few actors in private.

It's really exciting to hear such a voice in a place like a grove, let alone in broad daylight, generally Fu Chenliang would not be surprised by this kind of voice, but if these two voices are male, and there is a kind of The inexplicable sense of familiarity was enough to make him stop.

Pushing aside the dark green branches, what catches his eyes is a beautiful and slender snow-white leg protruding from the back of the broad dark brown tree trunk. The light spots falling from the gap between the tree crowns float on the snow-like skin, and the beautiful feet are hanging on the ground. The trembling in mid-air was unbelievable, like a leaf being blown over by the wind, or a tumbling snow wave.

He walked over slowly, his shiny leather shoes crushed the purple flowers that fell on the grass, the man with long hair was slightly disheveled, his arched back was tight, like a huge ferocious beast, pressing against his whole body almost A young man with no hair, his dark purple suit jacket fell on the ground, and the purple flowers that fell from the branches were shaken by the summer wind and spread on it, like stars falling on the night.

The young man buried his head on the man's shoulder, lowered his hair and whimpered, his hands tightened as if he was afraid of falling off, and his tight waist was like snowflakes, which could be easily knocked apart.

"Bo Ya, Boya, slow down." Shen Qingchuan's voice was so thin that if you didn't listen closely, you couldn't hear it at all.

"Crackling." The sound of a branch breaking.

The sound thought it was a small animal running over from somewhere, and the slightest sound could make him tense. Hot sweat oozes from Shen Qingchuan's forehead, and his black hair wet with sweat shrugs down. His shirt hangs on his shoulders, his exposed shoulders Her skin was white and greasy like fine porcelain, and beads of sweat from the tips of her hair hung on her shoulders.

The salty sweat also wet the eyelashes, the corners of the eyes were flushed, he raised his eyes with difficulty, at first he thought that the trees beside the bushes were the shadows of trees, but when he met Fu Chenliang's narrow and dark eyes, Shen Qingchuan froze for a long time After a while, my head was dizzy and I didn't react.

The sound of water slapping among the trees was very clear, like the hot spray of sunlight and rain. Shen Qingchuan was only blushing at first. The light red, amazingly beautiful, pink-like crabapple flowers completely stretched out, and he said in a crying voice, "Stop!"

He buried his head on Guan Boya's shoulder, without a trace of courage to raise his head, hot tears wet the silver-gray fabric.Guan Boya also noticed it, stopped, picked up the suit jacket on the ground, wrapped Shen Qingchuan tightly, and helped him lift his trousers and put on his leather shoes, then turned around and said, "So it's you! Mr. Fu , if there is nothing else, please leave first."

Guan Boya's meaning was obvious, his shirt was already drenched with sweat, it was tightly attached to his back, his shirt sleeves were rolled up, his muscles were smooth and full of explosiveness like a beast, he hid Shen Qingchuan behind him, blocking the Shen Qingchuan, who was strict and weak in legs and feet, leaned against him.

"Master Shen, do you need help?" He didn't respond to Guan Boya, Fu Chenliang's eyes seemed to be able to see through Guan Boya, and saw Shen Qingchuan behind him.

Shen Qingchuan said in a low voice, almost pleading, "Master Fu, you should go first!"

"Mr. Fu, please leave!" Guan Boya raised her voice, met Fu Chenliang's gaze, and did not back down in the slightest.

Fu Chenliang clenched his fists, leaving a sentence that the future is long, and then he turned around slowly.

Shen Qingchuan didn't dare to raise his head until the sound of Fu Chenliang's footsteps went further away. He pushed Guan Boya violently, holding on to the tree trunk, his legs were trembling. He felt a little regretful when he saw such an unbearable scene. When he got up, Shen Qingchuan didn't know who to hate for a moment, whether he hated Lin Fengwan's sinister drug, or hated himself for being weak in will, obsessed with the fire in Guan Boya's eyebrows, indulged his every movement, or both. have.

Shen Qingchuan was a little discouraged, he lowered his head and said, "You go, treat it as an accident."

"Do you still have the strength to walk away?" Guan Boya said, what he wanted was not a short golden wind and jade dew, since he was his, he was reluctant to let go.

Shen Qingchuan showed embarrassment, especially as soon as Guan Boya finished speaking, the thick liquid slid down the inner thighs. He wanted to restrain himself but couldn't close it. How did he know that the size didn't match at the beginning, and the collar was wrinkled Whoever sees him like this still doesn't understand what happened, his calves are still trembling, walking is a problem, and it's even more difficult to get back to the inn without people bumping into him.

Guan Boya bent down and squatted down, passed Shen Qingchuan's knees with his hands, and hugged him horizontally. Shen Qingchuan buried him in his arms and said, "Don't let people see you."

"Don't worry, I won't let others see you." Guan Boya said with a light smile as he covered Shen Qingchuan's head and upper body with a silver gray suit jacket.

The laughter vibrated from his chest, and he couldn't see outside or be seen by others, which made Shen Qingchuan feel a little relieved, only the sound of branches rubbing against his clothes was heard.

Guan Boya bypassed the crowd and walked from a secret path to the parking lot. The big man with the scar was sitting in the driver's seat. Seeing Guan Boya coming with a man in his arms, he didn't bother to ask, got out of the car and drove away. The door of the rear seat of the car.

"Guan Ye." With a rough voice, Shen Qingchuan also recognized who it was.

Guan Boya carried Shen Qingchuan into the back seat of the car, and reported an address.

When the car started, Shen Qingchuan sat leaning against the window, his head still covered with Guan Boya's suit, the clear breath enveloped him, but he didn't want to get close to Guan Boya.

Guan Boya wanted to tear off the suit jacket that was covering Shen Qingchuan's head, he pulled it lightly, but found that he couldn't take it off, Shen Qingchuan knew that there was a third person in the car, so he grabbed the inner lining of the suit jacket with his hands, Never let go.

Seeing that Shen Qingchuan was so shy, holding on to it, he became in a teasing mood, grabbed the hem of the suit jacket and gently lifted it, slipped inside, and stamped Shen Qingchuan's mouth.

Shen Qingchuan was startled, he was about to lose his courage, his eyes widened, when Guan Boya withdrew, he hadn't reacted yet, when he did, his face suddenly flushed red again.

When we arrived at a small western-style building, Shen Qingchuan entered the room, Guan Boya said that he would clean it up for him, but he immediately kicked him out.Shen Qingchuan put the clothes and ointment on the shelf, leaned on the wall of the bathroom, almost lying on his stomach, stood under the shower to rinse, and with his movements, it flowed to his ankles.

Shen Qingchuan bit his lip tightly, dragging the wound behind him. The sharp pain made him frown. He cleaned it up, applied the plaster, and changed into loose clothes made of soft fabric. His legs were still trembling, and he struggled to move. , lying on the bed and didn't want to move, his bones were sore, especially his waist, as if it was about to break, he just wanted to have a good sleep.

In the evening, Guan Boya brought two bowls of light porridge, knocked on the door, and said, "Qingchuan."

Shen Qingchuan woke up a long time ago, covered his head with a quilt, he doesn't want to see Guan Boya at all now, he locked the door behind him, Guan Boya can't get in.

Holding the tray in one hand, Guan Boya yelled twice, seeing that Shen Qingchuan had no intention of opening the door, pulled out the wooden warehouse in his pocket, and shot a few wooden warehouses sideways towards the door, pushed open the door and saw that Shen Qingchuan was still there. Lying on the bed, put two bowls of porridge on the bedside table.

Shen Qingchuan knew that he couldn't pretend to be dead at this time, so he lifted the quilt, wanted to finish a bowl of porridge, and asked Guan Boya to go out, but he didn't expect that the porridge was too hot, and he almost got burned. Hold the bowl of porridge firmly.

Shen Qingchuan glanced at Guan Boya, who seemed to be a normal person, her fingertips were burnt red, Shen Qingchuan said, "Aren't you afraid of pain?"

"It's nothing." Seeing that Shen Qingchuan's face was a little pale, Guan Boya touched the temperature of his forehead with the back of his hand. He had a normal body temperature. He had done his homework. He originally wanted to keep it in the bridal chamber when he married Xiao Haitang. Hua Zhu finds out that the surprise is even greater, isn't it?

Guan Boya scooped up a spoon in his hand, and deliberately blew the porridge to cool it down before feeding it to Shen Qingchuan.

Shen Qingchuan couldn't stand the stickiness, but Guan Boya said, "Or do you want me to feed you in another way?"

The author has something to say: I saw a little angel leaving a message, and there are still 18 minutes until tomorrow

I almost cried at that time, it’s the kind where you are detained by the teacher to do your homework, it’s already late outside, and you rush desperately, only to find that you can’t finish your homework.I tried my best.

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