The Boss Became My Three-year-old Son

I have to say that money is easy to handle. No, it didn't take long for the room to be cleaned. Even the sheets, quilts, pillows, and cups in the room were all replaced with new ones.

There is also a faint smell of air freshener in the air.

Tang Su stayed in such an antique inn for the first time, his eyes kept looking at him, and he was full of novelty.

The room is not very big, the area is the same as the ordinary business room of the hotel, but the decoration is full of quaint atmosphere, the table and chairs are carved in sandalwood, and the beam of the bed on one side is also carved in detail, with a green crow color. There are two small curtain hooks next to the curtain, and two delicate sachets are hung on each.

On the other side of the wooden table, there is a large screen with landscape paintings. I don't know if it is for decoration or for guests to change clothes behind the screen.

Tang Su looked at it once, and she walked over to the delicately carved wooden window and pushed the window outward.

The wooden window creaked and was pushed open. The sun outside came in all of a sudden, Tang Su looked at the river below, and the boats on the river, the artistic conception of flowing water on a small bridge suddenly rushed into his face.

"so beautiful."

Tang Su turned his head and said to Yan Jingyang: "Come here and take a look." There are also antique-decorated inns and shops on the opposite side. There are long rows of red lanterns hanging in the aisle, and there are willow branches hanging down by the river. interesting.

Yan Jingyang came over, his body was tall and the wooden windows were not big, just enough for two people. With his arm against the girl's side, he lowered his eyes to look at her. The golden sunlight fell on her little face, white and translucent, like a little fairy coated with soft light.

"Well, it's really beautiful."

Can a person who is so delicate, tender, and more beautiful than pear blossoms, not look good?

Tang Su looked at it for a while, and when Yan Jingyang had packed up her luggage, she wanted to go out for fun.

It was noon outside, and the sun was violent. Yan Jingyang saw the girl's eyes sparkling, and he couldn't say anything to stop him. Finding a sunscreen from the suitcase, he pulled the girl over, "Put some sunscreen, I will take you out to play."

The girl's skin is the most delicate, and it seems that water can drip out with a light pinch, and he can't bear to let her get sunburned.

Tang Su stood in front of Yan Jingyang obediently, and she raised her small face, "Can you help me paint it, okay?" I don't know if it was because of going out to play, the girl was in a particularly good mood, and she started acting like a baby. .

Yan Jingyang pulled the chair aside and sat on it, and then let the girl sit on her lap, holding her chin, and facing her small face.

Squeezing a tuft of white cream from the sunscreen, Yan Jingyang gently wiped the girl's face with the palm of his hand. The face was soft and tender, and his movements were lightened. There were thin calluses on his fingertips. After applying sunscreen to the girl's face, Yan Jingyang turned his hand back, using the back of his hand, and awkwardly pushed Tang Su away from the cream.

Tang Su's beautiful eyebrows were bent, and a pair of black eyes were full of smiles.

Where did Yan Jingyang usually do such delicate work? He looked at the girl's face seriously and confirmed that the sunscreen was applied. Then he couldn't help but kissed the gorgeous little mouth, "Okay, let's go. Right."

Walking on the cyan stone steps, looking at the white walls and gray tiles around him, on the elegant and poetic road, Tang Su couldn't control his joy. It's a pity that the weather has been so good recently that it won't rain. If it rains, the rainy rain on the Chair Misty Rain Corridor will definitely have something special.

Tang Su took the initiative to hold Yan Jingyang's hand, and she couldn't help turning her face to look at him.

"what happened?"

"I think walking in such a place, holding the person I like, is very satisfying." Tang Su Hongyanyan said frankly and sincerely.

Yan Jingyang's masseter muscles clenched, and God knows, if the girl was unintentional, he almost made his heart beat wildly.

He gently squeezed the little hand in his palm, "One more thing, I will kiss you here."

Tang Su thought it was funny, "Why can't you stand the teasing so much?"

"I've been holding back for a long time." He replied faintly.

Tang Su couldn't hear what a man meant, her face turned red all of a sudden, and she simply did not respond to him.

There are some uniquely decorated small shops on Yongxi Street. Tang Su looked at it when he passed by. They all sell some handwritten letters and postcards, and some are casual snack shops.

I don’t know if it’s this afternoon. There are not many people on the street. Tang Su saw two painters painting portraits. She pulled Yan Jingyang and walked over enthusiastically.

"Shall I have someone draw me?" she asked.

Yan Jingyang glanced at the two male painters sitting on the stone bench, frowning subconsciously, "Painting requires you to sit still, painting for a long time, don't you want to see other places?"

"It doesn't matter, we have so many days, so we can play slowly." Tang Su said with a smile.

"No, the weather is too sunny, there is nothing to paint."

"There is a big tree next to me. I won't be exposed to the sun when I sit under the tree."

How could Yan Jingyang care about this? He looked at the girl in front of him with a naked pink, clean, Republican style shirt, a small button on a stand collar full of ancient charm, and pink flowers embroidered on the cuffs. The size of the clothes was just right, with a bulging chest, and the lower body was a knee-length skirt with pale white fluttering yarn. A pair of slender and white calves were exposed, and the whole person was kind of gentle and delicate.

No one will look at her along the way.

How could he be willing to let the two strange men on the stone bench stare at the girl? Not even simple painting.

"Let's go, there are a lot of delicious food in front of me, I will take you there." Yan Jingyang wanted to pull the person away.

"Why don't you let me paint?" Tang Su was a little reluctant. She wanted an ink painting of her portrait.

Yan Jingyang lowered his eyes and looked at her, "I don't allow other men to stare at you." He took out a tissue and wiped her with the sweat from the tip of his small nose, "Take you to eat something delicious."

Tang Su didn't hum, but her eyes were very obvious, as if to say why you are so domineering.

Yan Jingyang coaxed her in a low voice: "I really want to paint, I will paint for you when I go back, okay?"

"Do you know ink painting?" Tang Su's small eyes expressed full doubt.

Yan Jingyang smiled, "Don't underestimate your man."

After coaxing the pretty people away, Yan Jingyang took her to the snack street in front.

The rain corridor is a street with black wooden pillars and a tiled roof. Walking in the rain corridor, you can see many characteristic shops. Next to the rain corridor, there are fishing boats swaying and carrying tourists. Tang Su said to Yan Jingyang. I want to go on a boat cruise tonight.

There are many special snacks. Tang Su bought a lot. She couldn't eat it. Yan Jingyang next to him was responsible for holding it.

Because it’s a trip, Yan Jingyang wears a rigorous and expensive suit, a white shirt on his upper body, and two buttons at the neckline. The shirt is wrapped in black trousers on both sides. The sleeves were rolled up, revealing the thick arms.

He was full of snacks bought by girls, lazy and casual.

The cold face looked faint, and the eyebrows were a little more handsome, which caused the passing female tourists to turn their heads and whispered that they were handsome.

Tang Su took a few bites of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake. She turned around, regardless of the number of pedestrians on the road. She stretched out her hand to Yan Jingyang and raised the sweet-scented osmanthus cake. The loose middle sleeves slipped down with her movements. At the same time, a white arm was exposed, slender and smooth.

"I'll eat it for you, I can't eat it anymore." Tang Su eats a little bit of everything, just wanting to try something fresh.

After being bitten in half, the crystal clear sweet-scented osmanthus cake was fed to his mouth, Yan Jingyang hooked his lips, opened his mouth, and directly ate the remaining half of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

A faint osmanthus fragrance spreads on the tip of the tongue, just like the warm fragrance of a girl.

"Tasty?"

At this time, Tang Su had already forgotten that he had been playing tricks on the man just now, and his temper was very good, and he asked him sweetly.

"It's delicious. Don't eat so much. I'll take you to the restaurant in front of you for dinner and taste the dishes here."

The snacks outside are not clean, and the girl is squeamish. Yan Jingyang only intends to let the girl taste something fresh, and does not want her to eat so much.

At the end of the rain corridor, there is an old shop selling oiled paper umbrellas. I heard it was handmade. On the ground, on the roof, on the wall, on the shelves are all kinds of simple and colorful oiled paper umbrellas.

Tang Su slightly bent over and watched the master hand flexibly glue the umbrella paper on the umbrella stand. The red umbrella paper was like a ball of fire, and the umbrella surface was brushed with clusters of flowers, dazzling, bright and gorgeous.

"Little girl, do you want to buy an umbrella? You have seen it too. The umbrellas in my old Lu are all handmade. They are ancient craftsmanship. I don’t know how many years they will be passed on. You can pick one and go back. The value of collection." Old Lu just asked casually.

Most of the tourists come in and stroll around, take pictures and leave. Where do young people now like such traditional, handmade oil paper umbrellas? Old Lu sighed.

"Master, I will buy an oil paper umbrella."

Tang Su likes these umbrellas. Traditional crafts like this are rare. They are rare and precious. They are not as convenient as modern folding umbrellas for oiled paper umbrellas, but they are really beautiful. Especially listening to the sound of the oil-paper umbrella opening, there is a long and unexplainable sound.

"Eh, okay, you see what pattern you like, pick one, there are many styles on the shelf."

Old Lu saw the little girl’s bright eyes, and he really liked it. He couldn’t help but smiled and said, “I’ll sell it to you at a cheaper price. Girl, holding an umbrella, walking on the other side of the promenade, so good-looking that there is nothing to say.

The thin white fingertips secretly hooked the man's finger, "Have you heard? The teacher said, the girl looks good with an umbrella." The girl smiled, her white face was also dazzling in the dimly lit shop "You pick one for me, I want the best looking one." Since knowing that Yan Jingyang spoils him in everything, Tang Su is more and more fond of acting like a baby at him.

Finally, Yan Jingyang picked a light yellow oiled paper umbrella with pink magnolia branches on it. Although walking in the sun can't block the sun, it is indeed very seductive to be accompanied by pretty people.

Yan Jingyang took Tang Su to stroll around for a while, and then took her to a restaurant called Qingfeng Restaurant. The decoration of the venue resembles an inn in ancient times, elegant and simple.

The two ordered several dishes, crystal hoof, clear soup, shark fin, steamed mandarin fish, and watermelon duck. The presentation was very unique. The taste here is sour and sweet, which suits Tang Su's appetite.

Yan Jingyang was busy removing the bones of the hoofs and the thorns of the fish. A bowl of white and white meat was placed beside the girl's hand.

"The fish here is so tender and so fresh. You can eat a little too." Tang Su picked up a large piece of fresh and shiny fish with his chopsticks and handed it directly to the man's thin lips. Don't mention how well-behaved.

"You can't eat too much. If you eat it later, your stomach will feel uncomfortable." Yan Jingyang couldn't help scratching the girl's delicate nose with his fingertips.

Tang Su likes to eat, but she doesn't have much appetite. Just ate a lot of snacks on the side of the road, and now she has eaten a lot of dishes on the table. She is really satisfied.

When the two came out of the restaurant, the sky was already dark, and red lanterns were lit up around them.

From a distance, it seems to be in a different era.

"Let's go rafting." Tang Su couldn't wait.

"Well, let's go." Yan Jingyang pinned the girl's messy hair by the evening breeze behind her ears, and took her little hand and walked towards the river.

The evening breeze blows, the black eaves and blue tiles, the sound of sculling, the tassels of the lanterns on the rain corridor sway gently, and the water surface of the river is full of waves. It seemed like the noise and irritability during the day, all of a sudden immersed in the river, became melodious and comfortable.

"Do you want to get on the boat?" The old man who thought the boat stopped the awning boat by the river.

Yan Jingyang glanced around the inside and looked clean and tidy, "Well, we two."

"30 yuan per person." The old man saw that they were lovers and continued: "If you charter a boat, it will cost 250."

"We charter a boat." Tang Su spoke first. She wanted to watch the beautiful scenery with Yan Jingyang quietly, and didn't want a stranger to come up from time to time. That would be too damaging to the atmosphere.

"Okay, come up, be careful, it's a bit slippery here."

The boat is not very big from the outside, but the space inside can accommodate ten people. There is a small wooden table in the middle, a long row of chairs next to it, and a bottle of small wine jars with red letters on the bottom.

The old man stood at the mouth of the boat and was about to release the curtain. "There are a lot of wine under the long chair. You can choose what you like to drink. It is brewed by the old woman in my family. It is pure and sweet and has a low degree. The price of all the wines is the same, 30 yuan a bottle, check out when you leave."

After speaking, the old man retired and left the two young men alone.

The awning boat drifted slowly on the river. The water sang in low voices, and the houses and corridors on both sides of the river were all lit up. The two lanterns hanging in front of the cruise ship also lit up. The river water reflected red light, and there was a kind of drunken life and death that hasn't been until now.

Tang Su felt that with such a beautiful moonlight and a hazy night when the boat was rippling, she felt as though she was about to get drunk before drinking.

She bent down and reached for the wine bottle under the chair.

"It's osmanthus wine."

She was excited, and went to get another bottle, "This is peach blossom wine, ah, and lotus wine, is this rice wine?"

Putting the wine he got on the small wooden table, Tang Su looked at the small wine bottle holding an altar with scorching eyes, "Can I drink it?" Tang Su turned around and asked Yan Jingyang, she somewhat understood why the old boatman I have to prepare so much wine, and it’s really artistic.

But she knows that she is easy to get drunk. If she is alone, she would definitely not dare to drink. But now that Yan Jingyang is here, she is very relieved.

"Can you please?" Tang Su stretched out his fingertips and gently hooked the man's slender fingers without an answer. Like a kitty's soft paws, he solicits cleverly, hoping to get the owner's consent.

Yan Jingyang felt soft in his heart, what's wrong?

"Only dip a little, not drink too much."

Receiving the answer, Tang Su directly picked the bottle of peach blossom wine. She unplugged the bottle and smelled it, and the fragrance of peach blossom came to her nose. There is no cup here, she can only sip and drink directly at the mouth of the bottle.

"Sweet, not a bit spicy." Tang Su took another sip. The pale pink wine slid down the corners of her lips and along the chin because it was too late to swallow.

"Slow down, it tastes good like this?" Yan Jingyang took out the tissue and gently wiped it off for her.

"You try a sip."

Tang Su turned the mouth of the bottle to Yan Jingyang and let him take a sip. The faint peach blossom scent is very sweet. Girls like to drink this kind of wine, but their men are not interested, and they have no energy at all.

On the windows on both sides of the river, gentle light pouring out lowly, the moonlight is bright, reflecting in the water, dimly intoxicating.

Tang Su not only drank a bottle of peach noodles, but also a bottle of lotus wine. Although the wine was sweet and had a low degree, she was already unable to drink, so she had a lot of stamina to serve. No, when Yan Jingyang turned his head to look at the girl again, he met a pair of black eyes filled with water and a little pink face.

Yan Jingyang rubbed Tang Su's head with the big hand, which was okay to reach the little hand that was going to reach the bottle, "Goodbye, you can't drink anymore, you will be drunk if you drink it again."

"No, I'm so sober." Tang Su said softly, with a fragrant glutinous alcohol, "I want to swim in the water." She pulled his clothes, "Can you?"

"It's dark now, I can't swim." Yan Jingyang's cold eyes were inadvertently stained with a smile. He knew that the girl was drunk, so he calmed down softly: "I will take you to swim tomorrow, okay?"

The canoe swayed, the water groaned, and the reflection of the moon in the sky was cut into silver shattered light.

Tang Su looked up at the man next to him, her apricot eyes reflected the light of the lantern on the river, and the water was squiggly, "You are so good." She held the man's face and rubbed him softly with her cheek. "I want to kiss you."

Suddenly, the chest softened into water.

Yan Jingyang was about to bow her head to kiss her, but the next second, the girl covered her mouth with her little hand, and shook her head, "No, you can't kiss, you promised to paint for me, help me paint, and I will kiss again you."

What kind of baby is this, drunk, and still thinking about painting?

The two of them disembarked after most of the boat was up the river. On the shore, Tang Suyang carried Yan Jingyang on her back.

Yan Jingyang leaned down and lifted the girl up, leaving the boat floating behind him, the intoxicating night scene overflowing with lights.

The body of the girl behind her was limp, still carrying the warm fragrance of a girl, Yan Jingyang hugged the person tightly and turned upside down to make her posture a little more comfortable.

"Susu, dizzy?" The man's low voice was as intoxicating as the night scene tonight.

The cool breeze at night blew, slightly cool, very comfortable.

Tang Su's soft hair blew slightly and brushed over Yan Jingyang's face. She wrapped her hands around his neck and put her small face on his shoulders, obediently and softly, "No, no dizziness."

Yan Jingyang didn't care about the glances of people passing by, and his strong long legs walked towards the inn step by step, firm and steady...

When I returned to the inn, the night was already dark.

Yan Jingyang opened the wooden window, and the cool breeze from the river flowed in, very comfortable.

Tang Su was drunk, but still thinking about painting, her voice softened to water, and she was playing tricks, asking Yan Jingyang to paint for her.

Yan Jingyang had to go to the proprietress and asked someone to help buy drawing paper, as well as pen and ink. After a lot of tossing, I laid out paper on the table and prepared to help her draw.

"I want to change clothes, I want to change beautiful ones."

Tang Su's small face was dyed with a layer of rouge under the light. Although her head was dizzy, her love for beauty did not diminish at all.

From the suitcase, she automatically and consciously found the skirt she liked.

"Wait for a while, I want to change my skirt." Tang Su smiled Yanran, her black eyes were hazy, she looked around the room, and the next moment she walked behind the screen with her skirt.

My feet are like cotton, soft. Standing behind the screen, Tang Su began to take off her skirt.

Occasionally one or two cheers rang out the window, and I didn't know that the tourist was playing around.

As for Yan Jingyang, who was standing still, he could only hear his heart beating frantically.

He is going crazy.

The fabric on the screen is very thin, and the girl behind is slender, slender and slender, dim and clear.

The masseter muscles clenched tightly.

What a baby is this, how can she be so relieved of him.

Yan Jingyang moved his eyes away, and silently cast back to the screen. He was not a gentleman. He admitted that he was a villain, no, he was a villain who had coveted girls for a long time and was uneasy and kind.

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