Kanto Fengyue

Touching, Shen Ye was stared back by those autumn-like eyes, and was stunned, looked away in embarrassment, and his ears blushed unconsciously.He was already fair, and his skin was so delicate that it was more flamboyant than a girl's, and his complexion was particularly obvious when he was dyed red.Coupled with the gentleness of his whole body, mixed with the stubbornness of his character, his uncomfortable appearance turned into a lively and lovely one.

Han Jianfeng didn't look away, but stared at Shen Ye openly, scrutinizing it with great interest.The two were silent for a long time, and Han Jianfeng called out in a low voice: "Shen Ye."

Shen Ye came to his senses, "Huh?" He came back to his senses, and then began to look around, desperately looking for topics to break the embarrassment.His eyes suddenly fell on the plate of dumplings that he brought in just now, and then he took it over and gave it to Han Jianfeng as if he was very happy.

Han Jianfeng looked at the dumplings with a half-smile, then let out a chuckle and asked, "Can you eat it for me?"

Shen Yeen let out a sigh and nodded.

Han Jianfeng picked up an ugly dumpling as big as an egg with his chopsticks, looked at it again and again, then raised his eyebrows and looked at Shen Ye with a smile: "The dumplings you made are really ugly."

Shen Ye snorted coldly: "Don't eat it if you think it's ugly." He frowned and asked, "How do you know I made it?"

Han Jianfeng smiled: "It looks like you made this stupid dumpling. Stupid people make stupid dumplings."

Shen Ye was so angry that he stretched out his hand to hit him, and roared: "You are the fool!"

Han Jianfeng laughed out loud. After laughing, he bowed his head and took a small bite on the dumpling. The taste, after tasting it, Han Jianfeng gave a pertinent comment: "The taste is better than swill."

Furious, Shen Ye snatched it up and took a sip, then froze for three seconds, sadly about to throw it away, but was stopped by Han Jianfeng, who comforted him with a smile: "I'm hungry, and I like the taste now."

Shen Ye glanced at him coldly: "Do you have a cheap mouth? You can swallow such unpalatable things."

Han Jianfeng sighed softly: "Even if what you made is a piece of garbage, I'm reluctant to throw it away." Then he leaned closer to Shen Ye, caressing Shen Ye's face with a warm breath: "Have you been doing it for a long time?"

Shen Ye slammed back hard: "Then I will really be a piece of rubbish from now on. If you can't swallow it, you are not a man." Then he snorted coldly: "It didn't take long, I just got up last night and woke up in the morning Packed."

Han Jianfeng asked with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Why did you think of making this for me?"

Shen Ye replied without thinking: "I heard from Xiao Yezi that you like to eat dumplings, so I made them for you."

Han Jianfeng laughed: "I'm not asking this, I mean, why do you cook for me?"

Shen Ye was taken aback, and his two beautiful eyebrows frowned: "No reason, for the sake of taking me in, I don't have money to pay the rent, so I will help you do something."

Han Jianfeng looked at Shen Ye's eyes with single eyelids, carefully examined the look in his eyes, and sighed quietly: "So it's because of this." Then he twitched the corners of his mouth and curved a wicked smile: " I thought you liked me and wanted to treat me well."

Shen Ye was so annoyed by his wanton teasing, he roared angrily: "Who likes you? The surname is Han, don't make fun of me, I'm not a woman, why should I be teased by you! No more nonsense Nonsense, see if I don't stab you to death with one needle!"

Han Jianfeng laughed even more happily. Seeing that Shen Ye was about to be agitated by the teasing jokes he unconsciously made, he gave up the idea of ​​teasing him again.Changing the subject, he asked: "Shen Ye, you said that your medical skills are so good, if you want to make money, you should be able to live a very rich life, why have you been living so poorly?"

Shen Ye scratched his forehead and sighed lightly: "I don't charge money for all patients. I don't charge money for poor people, prostitutes, and dancers who come to see me sick. You say that the rich and noble people in this world There are a few, I always see patients for nothing, so naturally I can't make much money."

Han Jianfeng remained indifferent for a moment, then suddenly sighed leisurely, opened his eyes and stared at Shen Ye, and said softly: "Actually, I had a relationship with you several times four years ago, don't you remember?" ?”

"I have no memory." Shen Ye opened his innocent eyes and shook his head blankly.

Han Jianfeng smiled bitterly, and said slowly: "It was a bad year, and the winter was much warmer than usual. If there is no snow in the north, people will get sick. Many dancers in the Snow Garden are sick..." He was silent for a moment when he said this, and continued to whisper: "Some are seriously ill. I am afraid that they will infect others, so I will be kicked out." His voice finally became softer.

Shen Ye raised his eyes and looked at Han Jianfeng fixedly, snorted heavily, with a look of disdain in his eyes: "I remembered, you are that wicked boss."

Han Jianfeng's expression darkened, and he said slowly as if whispering to himself: "In those days, human life was cheap, and the life of a dancer was even more worthless. I never thought that someone would be willing to treat them."

Shen Ye snorted coldly, and raised the tip of his nose arrogantly: "The dancer is also a human being, and the life of the dancer is also a life. If she is sick, she must be treated and taken care of."

Han Jianfeng's peach-blossom eyes lit up with a radiant splendor, and he said tenderly, "That's the sentence, that's what you said back then."

Shen Ye was slightly startled and said casually: "Unexpectedly, you still remember what I said, I forgot myself." Then she smiled triumphantly, "However, you took those dancing girls back to recuperate later, it's still a little bit of time. Have a little conscience."

Han Jianfeng smiled listlessly: "I remember that among those dancers who were sick, there was one who was very close to you. What's it called, do you remember?"

"Zhang Manni," Shen Ye replied without hesitation, and added after a slight pause, "She is my fiancée."

Han Jianfeng smiled lightly: "It seems that the upright and kind-hearted Dr. Shen is also selfish, and treats his lover very differently from others."

Shen Ye interrupted him very seriously, and said seriously: "She is not my girlfriend, she is my fiancée."

Han Jianfeng sneered: "Since it's your fiancée, why did you leave her alone?"

Shen Ye was silent for a long time, and replied softly: "I was going to study abroad at that time, and I couldn't take her with me, so I left her in Manchuria for the time being, and married her when I came back. I can't find her either."

Han Jianfeng casually picked up the cigarette case on the coffee table, smoked a cigarette and was about to light it, but Shen Ye frowned and knocked it away, and gave him a warning: "You can't smoke until your injury is healed."

Han Jianfeng froze for a moment, dropped the cigarette with a sneer, and looked at Shen Ye with a half-smile: "Okay, I don't smoke." Looking at Shen Ye who was frowning slightly, he smiled slightly, and continued: "You Do you still want to find her?"

Shen Ye was silent for a moment, raised his eyes and said seriously: "Of course I am looking for her. When I find her, I will marry her immediately and give her a home." After a short pause, he asked: "Jian Feng, how about You promised to help me find someone back then, do you have any clues?"

Han Jianfeng smiled coldly, raised his eyes and looked at Shen Ye calmly: "Don't look for it anymore."

Shen Ye immediately asked: "Why?"

Han Jianfeng sneered, "In your current situation, it's not bad to be able to support yourself."

Shen Ye frowned and looked into Han Jianfeng's eyes, and said seriously: "Of course I know that my luck is bad now, but Manny doesn't care about this, she will be with me. I must find her, even if you If you don’t help me, I have to find it myself.”

Han Jianfeng looked at his stubborn look, sighed, and said coldly: "I said don't look for it anymore, which means you don't need to look for it anymore, you don't need it. Do you understand?"

Shen Ye was taken aback, looked straight at Han Jianfeng and blurted out, "I don't need it anymore? What do you mean?"

Han Jianfeng was indifferent for a moment, his eyes were calm and cold, he hummed softly, and slowly uttered three words: "She is dead."

"What did you say?" Shen Ye exclaimed, and looked at Han Jianfeng with wide eyes in disbelief.

Han Jianfeng stood up abruptly, put his hands on Shen Ye's shoulders, looked down at Shen Ye condescendingly, and repeated it in a tone full of gentle consolation: "She is dead, she is really dead, you don't need to look for her anymore. , I will take you to worship her when I am free, okay?"

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it! A good person, how can he just say he's gone!" Shen Ye yelled loudly while struggling, but his heart sank.He also knew that what he was doing now was stupid and making a fool of himself. He was acting like a fool in front of Han Jianfeng.But he couldn't help it, and repeated over and over again: "Impossible, impossible..." He smirked foolishly, laughing until tears came out, "She said...she said... I'm back. You're lying to me, you must be lying to me!"

Shen Ye usually looks weak and weak, but when he goes crazy, he has a lot of strength.Han Jianfeng pressed him forcefully while muttering softly: "Shen Ye, calm down, calm down. Birth, old age, sickness and death are common things, so why should you..." He was injured, and he couldn't hold him down for a while.Shen Ye struggled away from him in such a dazed way, and inadvertently put an elbow on his chest.

Han Jianfeng grunted in pain, clutching his chest and slowly fell down.Shen Ye accidentally hurt Han Jianfeng, but now his mind is cleared, he calmed down and stopped being crazy.

He just looked at Han Jianfeng with a blank expression, helped him to sit down slowly, and took a silver needle to give him pain relief.Then quietly retreated to the corner of the room, muttering to himself: "How could this be..." The voice was as soft as fluttering catkins, almost unrecognizable.

Leaning his back against the foot of the wall, he slid slowly to the ground and sat down, staring straight at the ground without speaking.

After a long while, the pain in Han Jianfeng's chest eased a little. He pulled out the needle himself, walked towards Shen Ye step by step, closed his eyes in distress, stretched out his hand to press Shen Ye's head, rubbed it lightly, and called out in a low voice. With Shen Ye's name.

Shen Ye ignored it, hugged her knees and stared at the floor without moving or speaking.

Han Jianfeng knew that he had suffered a great blow and needed time to accept the reality and calm down, so he was not in a hurry to comfort him.At this time, Shen Ye didn't feel sad, but felt empty and uncomfortable in his heart, and the terrible numbness tore his nerves bit by bit.The two of them were immersed in a long silence.

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☆, Fragrance of wild flowers

When the two were silent, a servant knocked on the door and came in, reminding Han Jianfeng: "Mr. Han, I have a call for you. It is Mr. Liang."

Han Jianfeng responded, got up and walked over to pick up the receiver.

"Mr. Han, you invited me to ride a horse in the suburbs today. It's past noon now, and you are nowhere to be seen. Isn't that disrespectful?" The voice on the other end of the phone was clear and coquettish, but there was no anxiety in the tone. Expressed sarcasm and dissatisfaction.

Han Jianfeng smiled lightly: "Ji Qiu, I'm sorry. I had some accidents and was delayed today, so I'll go over and apologize to you."

The other side of the phone also laughed heartily: "Okay, since you have said so, I will wait for you at the racecourse to make amends."

Although Han Jianfeng didn't laugh out loud, the corners of his mouth maintained the usual gentle curve: "I was negligent in the first place, so it's not good for you to wait for me at the racecourse hungry. Why don't I set up a banquet to make amends for you?" .”

"There's no need for a banquet. It's noisy and annoying. Besides, what kind of banquet should you eat when it's an inappropriate time? If you want to, invite me to dinner at night. You choose the place, and it's fine to be quiet. But don't fool me. , that place in Xueyuan is too noisy, I don't want to go." Although there was also no laughter, Han Jianfeng could clearly hear that Liang Jiqiu's expression on the other end of the phone was amiable.

Han Jianfeng replied succinctly: "Okay, five o'clock in the evening, Gogol Street, see you, Old White Russia."

Han Jianfeng hung up the phone and went to look at Shen Ye, who was still in that dazed and numb state.After staying with him for a long time, Shen Ye was still expressionless, staring at the ground in a daze.

Han Jianfeng sighed, seeing that the sun was about to set in the west, he stood up helplessly, took a suit from the closet and changed into it.I tousled my hair twice, although the person in the mirror was a little thin and haggard, with a tired expression, but he was still a good-looking talent, with a suave and suave appearance.

Then he calmly went downstairs, and told the officials as he walked, "I won't be back for dinner, just tell the kitchen to prepare only Mr. Shen's portion."

In the private room in the southeast corner of the antique Shandong restaurant in Old Baier, the fourth young master of the Liang family finally arrived.

Han Jianfeng smiled as warmly as the spring breeze in March, and explained to him briefly that he didn't go to the racecourse for the appointment because he was injured.But in his heart he scorned Liang Jiqiu for imitating a woman's arrogance.

Liang Jiqiu didn't notice his mental activity at all. Looking at Han Jianfeng's smile, he also showed what he thought was the most charming smile, but his brows were slightly wrinkled artificially, and he said angrily: "You let me be here today. The horse farm is waiting, and I will let you have a taste of waiting for someone."

Han Jianfeng's smile remained the same: "That's right, it's really uncomfortable for this kind of people. This is really a cruel punishment for you!"

Liang Jiqiu was slightly taken aback, then smiled and asked back: "Is it cruel to ask you to wait for a while? You are too exaggerated."

Han Jianfeng's peach blossom eyes glowed with tenderness and sweetness, but the corners of his mouth curled up with malicious intentions: "Of course it's cruel, because of this, I won't be able to see my shadow in your eyes."

Liang Jiqiu continued to frown, but his smile deepened, and he sneered casually and frivolously: "You are full of nonsense, I don't like to hear it."

However, Han Jianfeng still had that affectionate and gentle appearance, using the most refined tone, and said the most frivolous teasing: "Ji Qiu, we have known each other for a long time. You don't know, I always talk like this, you Do you really not like to hear it?"

Liang Jiqiu gave him a very indifferent look, picked up the ivory chopsticks on the table, weighed them, and put them down with a snap: "I thought you invited me to a western restaurant, but I didn't expect it to be a Shandong restaurant."

Han Jianfeng smiled very chicly, and cast his watery eyes on Liang Jiqiu: "That's because this restaurant is very interesting."

Liang Jiqiu twitched his eyes and asked curiously, "How interesting?"

Han Jianfeng poured a glass of wine, got up, went around the table, walked to Liang Jiqiu, and poured it for him himself.Liang Jiqiu took it and didn't drink it, just put it on the table.Han Jianfeng leaned down with his hands on his shoulders, breathed in his ear, and whispered softly: "Because the outside and the inside are different, just like some people."

Liang Jiqiu raised his face and glared at him: "You run on me, don't you?"

Han Jianfeng lowered his body even lower, wrapped his arms around Liang Jiqiu, and hugged him gently from behind, pecking and kissing his ear with his lips, and whispered while kissing: "I think about it in my heart." One thing, another thing on the surface, it’s not that the appearance is different, what is it?”

Liang Jiqiu was poked into the secret in the center, his ears turned red, and he stood up in displeasure, "Your surname is Han, don't make fun of me!" Unintentionally, his cheek bumped into Han Jianfeng's lips. An ambiguous kiss.

Liang Jiqiu's head froze, and his movements paused for a moment.Han Jianfeng didn't give him room to breathe, and took the opportunity to hold his shoulders towards his arms, and hugged his waist tightly into his arms.Then he accurately captured his two thin diamond lips, and kissed them mercilessly.

At first, Liang Jiqiu struggled symbolically, but then he was so dazed by the kiss that he couldn't help but put his arms around Han Jianfeng's neck, letting his nimble tongue get whatever he wanted in his mouth.

The two parted breathlessly, both feeling unfinished. Han Jianfeng embraced him, turned around like a pas de deux, pushed him to the corner with two steps, held him in his arms with both hands, and pressed him hard against the wall. .

"What are you doing!" Liang Jiqiu has been a high-ranking young man since he was a child. He is used to being pampered and praised.

The corners of Han Jianfeng's eyes twitched slightly, he was a little taller than Liang Jiqiu, his eyes looked condescending, the corner of his mouth hooked evilly, he stretched out his hand and pulled off his tie, and the other hand eagerly pulled it away The hem of his shirt penetrated into his shirt, moved up along the ribs, pinched a little bump on his chest accurately, and rubbed it lightly and then hard.He whispered in his ear, and said softly provocative words in an ambiguous tone: "Do what you think in your heart."

Liang Jiqiu's legs became weak after being rubbed by him, and he put his head on Han Jianfeng's shoulder, his arms clung to him and leaned on him without distraction, narrowed his eyes, bit his lower lip lightly, followed Han Jianfeng's finger The priority of the teasing on the top, the intermittent moaning, the long eyelashes trembled with the disordered breathing.

Han Jianfeng sneered and pursed his lips, pinched his waist heavily with one hand, and as Liang Jiqiu exclaimed, the other hand had already pulled out his belt, and asked in a deep voice, gnashing his teeth. He asked, "What did you call me just now?" His tone was full of deceptive tenderness.

Liang Jiqiu rubbed against him: "Han, what's the matter?"

Han Jianfeng unbuttoned his pants and tore them off with a snap.Liang Jiqiu felt cold, shivered in Han Jianfeng's arms, and screamed: "Han Jianfeng, what are you doing?"

Han Jianfeng had already turned him over and pressed him against the wall, on his back, his warm breath lingered in his ears: "What did you call me?"

Liang Jiqiu struggled and cried out: "Are you crazy? You are outside now."

Han Jianfeng laughed softly: "There are doors and windows, and others can't see them."

"Of course I know that there are doors and windows, but this is a restaurant, and people come and go, in case... besides, aren't you still injured?" Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by his own scream up.

"It's okay." Han Jianfeng answered briefly, supported his waist, and invaded mercilessly.

Han Jianfeng pressed on Liang Jiqiu's back, pounding on him fiercely, while teasing softly: "You just like to put on a pose. You want to let me take advantage of you, but you still despise me in your mouth." Is it necessary to fight against the wild mandarin duck with me in this kind of place, will you be willing?"

Liang Jiqiu was already trembling all over from his beating, and whimpered one after another.Han Jianfeng asked aggressively in his ear: "What should you call me? En?"

"Brother Han." Liang Jiqiu panted and called softly.

Han Jianfeng slammed hard and ordered: "Call again!"

"Brother Han." Liang Jiqiu softened into a puddle of spring mud, and even the answer turned into spring water, and the sound of begging for mercy rippled softly: "Brother Han, Brother Han...you slow down, I ...enough, enough."

However, Han Jianfeng still teased softly in his ear: "Ji Qiu, keep your voice down, the next door might hear you, and know that you are here with me. When you go out, people recognize you. Can fourth master Liang hold up his face?"

Liang Jiqiu complained softly: "You...you know how to play tricks on me."

Han Jianfeng smiled slightly, and said softly: "Don't you like it? En?"

"I..." Liang Jiqiu's answer was immediately melted by the raging heat in his body into light, heavy, sometimes slow and sometimes urgent gasps.At this time, he changed from his usual noble and glamorous posture, and became a kitten in heat in spring. (The screenwriter here should make up his own brain, I will try my best! QAQ)

It was a good thing that the two hurriedly ran around in the private room of the restaurant.After the good show was over, the two lowered their heads and straightened their clothes and put on their belts.Liang Jiqiu gasped a little listlessly, Han Jianfeng stretched out his hand to help him straighten his messy hair, Liang Jiqiu was taken aback, his blushing face smiled softly at him.Then the two walked out of the hotel one after the other as if nothing had happened.

Walking to the door, Han Jianfeng took another look at this small Russian-style western-style building, and sneered in his heart: "It's really not the same as the outside."

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☆, all in one's pocket

When Han Jianfeng returned home, Shen Ye still maintained the sitting posture when he left, staring at the floor in a daze without making a sound, and the food was placed on the table without moving.Han Jianfeng went to the kitchen to heat up the food for him, but he didn't even want to look at it.

Han Jianfeng also had no choice but to back out with a sigh.

Shen Ye didn't eat, drink or sleep, and sat in the corner with his eyes open for three days in a daze.On the fourth day, Han Jianfeng came into the room with hot porridge, Shen Ye's eyes were sunken in two circles of black and blue, his face was gloomy, he suddenly raised his head, his neck clicked, his pupils became in focus when looking at people, and he seemed There was a trace of anger on his face.

Han Jianfeng scooped up a spoonful of porridge, blew it cold, and brought it to his mouth. Shen Ye opened his mouth and swallowed it. He seemed to have regained a bit of energy after the hot porridge entered his stomach, but he couldn't get up after struggling twice. It was just a piercing pain.

Han Jianfeng put down the bowl and spoon, picked up Shen Ye horizontally, and put him on the bed.Shen Ye's frame was originally small, and he had been hungry for many days. He didn't have much flesh on his body, and it didn't feel heavy to hold.

The pain in the arms, legs, palms and feet caused Shen Ye to grin his teeth. Han Jianfeng sighed softly, held Shen Ye's hand, and rubbed it repeatedly. Grab it and start rubbing it, whispering while rubbing: "You can't come back to life after death, so why bother yourself?"

Shen Ye was holding her feet, she felt embarrassed, moved her legs, and pulled her feet out of Han Jianfeng's palm.

His expression was languid now, but his eyes were fixed on Han Jianfeng. After a long time, he asked in a deep voice, "How did Manny die?"

Han Jianfeng didn't know why, but his mood suddenly turned bad. Maybe it was because he was too tired these days, maybe it was because there were too many bad things happening, maybe it was because He Yaoting put too much pressure on him, maybe it was because he had to be careful The fourth young master of the Liang family who is perfunctory and difficult to serve may also be due to unclear reasons.In short, an inexplicable irritability surged up in his heart, and he said casually impatiently: "I'm sick and dead." The name Zhang Manni was like adding fuel to the fire.

Shen Ye still didn't notice Han Jianfeng's irritability, and asked again with a blank face: "What's wrong?"

The fire in Han Jianfeng's heart burned up instantly, and he almost raised his eyebrows and complained loudly: "Why are you so confused, your woman has your child, you Don't you know? Why don't you let her go to the West by yourself?"

Shen Ye was stunned, staring blankly at Han Jianfeng, unable to speak for a while, and when he was able to speak, he asked a few words without thinking: "What did you say? Manny has my child ?”

Hearing that he continued to pursue the past, Han Jianfeng became angry for some reason, almost angrily reprimanded: "Yes, she died of dystocia when she gave birth back then." Then she stood up abruptly, with an anxious expression go out.

Shen Ye grabbed him and asked eagerly, "What about the child? Where is the child?"

"Not alive!" Han Jianfeng shook him off, threw him a word coldly, strode out, and slammed the door behind him.

When he came out, he directly told the official: "Ask the driver to bring the car over. I'm going to Snow Park tonight."

Han Jianfeng lived in Xueyuan for more than half a month in a fit of anger, and finished a lot of things that had been backlogged before.When he had a little time to breathe, he suddenly felt that he was ridiculous, and he didn't know who he was angry with.

In short, he didn't want to go home, and when he thought about Shen Ye's heartbreak over a woman who had died for many years, he would never eat or drink, and his slumped and decadent look made him angry.If you really want to lose sight of Shen Ye, it's actually very easy, just drive him out of the house, why bother making yourself home and unable to return.But Han Jianfeng didn't want to do that, if he couldn't see Shen Ye in the future, he really didn't want to.

So Han Jianfeng decided to find something to do for himself. He was too busy to go home, so he felt at ease.

Isn't Liang Boyu still alive and well?Then the Liang family still had to continue to deal closely with each other.On the other hand, I have been paying attention to the killing of Liang Boyu these days, how far the relationship between Shelley and Jin Jiayuan is going, and whether General Jin is willing to cooperate with the He family, this also needs Han Jianfeng to ask.It's time to find a time to call Shelley back and ask him carefully.

"Shelley" Han Jianfeng thought of this name, and that delicate and graceful figure appeared in front of his eyes, and he smiled wryly to himself, it was time for her to come back.

He Xuelai opened the door and entered the room. She had been living in the small mansion arranged by He Yaoting for her. Although she had only been away from Xueyuan for a few months, when she came back, she felt as if she had been a lifetime away.

She pressed her white hand on the doorknob, and pushed it lightly, only to hear a crisp "click", and the door closed.He hung the snow-white cashmere coat at the door, revealing the golden velvet cheongsam inside, which was very graceful.Turning around, I saw Han Jianfeng sitting on the sofa in a light blue gown, under the soft light, the whole person was dimly shining.A pair of eyes looked at her with a smile, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was so gentle that ripples appeared.

"Come here?" Han Jianfeng stared at her like water, pointing to the other side of the sofa: "Sit down.

He Shelley sat down with her body bowed, turned her face slightly, caught his gaze suddenly, her heart jumped inadvertently, then she slightly looked away, her pale face was stained with blood, and she responded in a low voice: "Master."

Han Jianfeng looked at He Xuelai gently, his peach blossom eyes were shining brightly, reflecting a tender and affectionate luster: "Have a cup of tea, is it cold outside?" Leaning forward, he gently pushed a cup of hot tea to her before.

It's not too cold in October in Beiman, and He Shelley didn't feel cold all the way here by car. "Fortunately, it's not very cold..." She looked at the hot air coming out of the cup, but couldn't help but take it, and took a sip gently.

When she put down the cup, Han Jianfeng also took a sip of tea, put it down unhurriedly and asked, "Shelley, I haven't seen you for a while. How are you at General Jin these days? What wronged you?"

He Shelley slightly brushed her black hair from her temples and replied: "Everything is fine, General Jin is a very gentle person."

Han Jianfeng looked at her with a half-smile: "He likes you very much, he should be responsive to your requests, right?"

He Xuelai pondered for a while and replied: "Master has always taught me to be general in dealing with things outside, and I really dare not make any demands on him. Even if they give me some expensive gifts, I will reciprocate them and return them with small gifts. Let's talk about it."

Han Jianfeng smiled and interrupted her: "I don't mean this."

He Xuelai's heart skipped a beat, she became a little nervous, and tentatively asked softly, "Then... what is Master asking?"

Han Jianfeng hooked the corners of his lips, and smiled softly: "It's nothing, Zhao Yuzheng led his army to join General Jin recently, it must be recommended by you."

The corners of He Shelley's eyes twitched, and after a moment of silence, he replied cautiously: "I don't have such a big face. It's just that one day, General Jin mentioned that the people under his command were incompetent, and asked me if there were any capable soldiers in Manchuria." .I just said, 'I don't understand these things, but I heard that the third brother mentioned a regiment commander named Zhao before, saying that he was vigorous and resolute in his work, and he was good at leading soldiers.'”

She raised her eyes, glanced at Han Jianfeng secretly, and seeing that he was still looking at her with a half-smile, she panicked and asked hesitantly, "Master, did I do something wrong?" Her tone was a little guilty.

Han Jianfeng smiled gracefully, with a calm expression, and said lightly: "No. Zhao Yuzheng has some friendship with the He family. You recommended him to General Jin. This is a good job. You are very careful." Although he had a gentle smile on his face, there was a gleam of abnormal light in his eyes, but this strange look was fleeting, but Herchelle had already keenly noticed this subtle change.

He Shelley said tremblingly: "Master, I won't dare to make my own decisions anymore. If General Jin asks about serious matters again, I'll always say that I don't understand."

Han Jianfeng sneered, "How can it be, my Shelley is so smart, she will take care of my worries. I didn't blame you, why should I be afraid of this?" Then she leaned slightly towards Shelley, showing Yan Yixiao.He Xuelai only felt that the smile of the person in front of him exuded a dazzling brilliance, which made people dizzy for a while.

Han Jianfeng approached her, stretched out his hand and patted the back of He Xuelai's greasy white hand on his knee.Although He Xuelai was cultivated by Han Jianfeng since childhood, it was the first time that He Xuelai was so close to Han Jianfeng.The light scent of peppermint soap on his body mixed with the faint scent of tobacco lingers in her nostrils, making her blush and her heart beat, and she stammers when she speaks nervously: "Master... I, I... .”

Han Jianfeng lightly held her delicate hand that was as smooth and delicate as boneless tofu, and asked softly, "What about the cooperation? Has Jin Jiayuan revealed that he has this intention?"

He Xuelai replied with misty eyes: "General Jin mentioned several times that he intends to discuss cooperation with the third brother, but the third brother has been recuperating in Jiangbei, so..."

"So that's how it is," Han Jianfeng said with a leisurely smile, breathing past He Shelley's ears, causing a strange itching, "Shelley, did Jin Jiayuan touch you?"

He Xuelai stammered and replied: "No, no. General Jin is a very polite person." He could only feel Han Jianfeng's aura pervading all around.

Han Jianfeng laughed wantonly, and He Xuelai felt a little bewildered and embarrassed when he heard him laugh, but before she could react, Han Jianfeng's kisses had already poured down everywhere.

He Shelley grew up in the Snow Garden, and has seen a lot of occasional dramas, and has long expected that such a day will come.She didn't resist either, and leaned against Han Jianfeng very cooperatively, gradually giving her lips, cheeks, shoulders, chest, hands and feet to Han Jianfeng.In the end, the whole person was given to him within an hour or two.In my private heart, I feel so shamelessly fortunate that the first time was given to the handsome, gentle and affectionate master, instead of Jin Jiayuan, the old man with half-white hair.Even though it was just an uninteresting sex, a training to do her best for the He family when serving others in the future still made her feel happy and excited.

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☆, kill two birds with one stone

When He Xuelai woke up early the next morning, she saw Han Jianfeng doing accounts behind the desk.She didn't make a sound and got dressed in silence.Seeing that she was awake, Han Jianfeng immediately got up, walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed, smiled softly and said, "You're awake."

He Shelley's face flushed, she was a bit haggard at first, but she was radiant against the blush on her pale cheeks, and she called shyly, "Master."

Han Jianfeng understood, gently held her hand, looked at her tenderly and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

He Shelley slightly lowered her eyelids and shook her head: "It doesn't hurt much anymore."

Han Jianfeng helped her put on her coat, raised her hand to stroke Shelley's waterfall-like long hair, and said, "Are you hungry? I'll ask the kitchen to prepare breakfast for you. What do you want to eat?"

After the scene last night, He Xuelai didn't have any appetite at this time, but seeing Han Jianfeng looking at her earnestly and considerately, she couldn't bear to brush his mind, and said casually: "Anything is fine, what master wants to eat, I'll just eat whatever."

Han Jianfeng stroked her long hair very gently, said "OK" and got up to wash up.

Xueyuan's kitchen was very quick, and after a while, a servant brought a steaming white rice porridge with six types of Korean side dishes,