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

Chapter 172

Carrying the same luggage, the two staggered on foot, stepping on the snow and leaving a line of footprints.

Shen Qingchuan and Leng Qiudu's hair and eyebrows were covered with fluffy snow, their temples were also white, and their eyelashes were filled with snow, which melted and gathered together again.

Shen Qingchuan was in a good mood, and his smile became brighter. Pointing to the two gray and black shadows on the snow, he said, "Do you think we look like two old men with slow steps?"

The tone was light, as if the two people who said that they could really pass through the long years to become two gray-haired old men who were like confidants, Leng Qiudu closed his eyes and pursed his lips.

If he really wants to spend decades, then he will definitely have a heartbroken heart and a premature birth.

Because now just seeing Guan Boya standing beside Shen Qingchuan openly and aboveboard in the name of his wife, he felt the pain of burning his internal organs.

Now, it's just a waste to hang on to support the shelf and maintain the surface calm.

"Ah."

Facing Shen Qingchuan's ramblings, Leng Qiudu replied with a short syllable. Looking into Shen Qingchuan's bright eyes, he saw his own shadow, and thought that if he really wanted to leave this person, doing a breakup would be like a cramp. Pull out the bones, pull out his whole heart, crush it to pieces.

Just thinking about it for a moment, cutting off ties with Shen Qingchuan is like experiencing a death

Knowing from the newspaper that Shen Qingchuan was married, he had already died thousands of times, just like the pain at this moment.

"Qiu Du, wait until the spring of next year. I will invite you to a banquet when I get married. You must come."

"The date is set at... It should be possible to let you have a glass of wedding wine before you go abroad."

Shen Qingchuan thought carefully about Shen's mother asking someone to calculate his and Guan Boya's birthdays, set a date for the banquet, and said to Leng Qiudu with great interest.

"You must drink a few more glasses by then."

"Ah."

"Two cups... No, as my best friend, I should drink ten cups." Shen Qingchuan said with a smile on his face, as if he had really seen the lively scene of the grand wedding banquet.

There was a lot of voices, and bosom friends sent blessings.

"...I will definitely drink a jar of wine on that day."

Only when you get drunk and become unconscious can you forget everything.

Leng Qiudu said to Shen Qingchuan's gaze, but his expression was cold and not at all like a drinker.

The cold wind wrinkled Shen Qingchuan's eyes, clear and shallow, as bright as water, the light in his pupils flickered nowhere, like lighting up someone's empty and happy dream.

"Then I'll prepare a few more jars of wine." Shen Qingchuan laughed, and the wind and snow seemed to be affectionate, and for no reason once again opened the ripples in someone's heart.

Leng Qiudu suppressed the surging waves in his heart, turned his eyes to other places, did not dare to look at Shen Qingchuan, and said coldly, "Let's go, they should be in a hurry."

Shen Qingchuan looked in the direction of Wanquan Villa, Edward and the others were already standing under the eaves, waving at him and smiling.

The two quickened their pace, and when Shen Qingchuan arrived at the location, a thin layer of snow was piled on his shoulders, he patted his shoulders, and shook the snow off his body, but it was still not completely shaken off.

A mink fur coat was draped over his shoulders, and the inside of the coat was still warm. Guan Boya took Shen Qingchuan's hand, wrapped it tightly, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Dispelling the coldness from Shen Qingchuan's fingertips, Guan Boya asked like a wife who loves her husband, "Is it still cold?"

Shen Baojun and Shen Zhenfei were fighting and bickering at the side. From the corner of their eyes, they saw Shen Qingchuan and Guan Boya almost sticking together in the corner. They shrugged and pushed Shen Zhenfei with their elbows, signaling her to look over there. Said, "Look at the third brother and third sister-in-law who are sticky."

Shen Zhenfei also looked over, and was unhappy when she heard Shen Baojun's words, and said with puffy cheeks, "What are you talking about, can you speak?"

"The third elder brother and the third sister-in-law are a good match, like a couple of gods." Shen Zhenfei also raised her index fingers on each hand and said together.

"Third Brother is so good, how can Third Sister-in-law not love him? In the future, I will also find someone who is as good-natured as Third Brother..." Shen Zhenfei said while holding her face.

The young girl Huaichun is always poetic, as if she wants to match Shen Qingchuan's standard of marriage selection. Seeing such a happy marriage between the third brother and the third sister-in-law, she also looks forward to it.

"...You are so fierce, even if there is someone like the third brother with good looks, good personality, and good family background, he will definitely look down on you. If he likes it, he should choose someone like the third sister-in-law."

Shen Baojun poured cold water on him and said, secretly glanced at Guan Boya, caught his sight, shivered, and hurriedly looked away.

For some reason, he felt that the third sister-in-law's eyes were particularly bluffing. With a cold glance, his skin got goosebumps.

Sometimes, he feels that the third sister-in-law is more dignified than the eldest brother, and just using her eyes can make people dare not speak or make mistakes.

No wonder the second brother said that the third sister-in-law managed the third brother obediently, and he was not afraid of the mad bees and butterflies outside. You must know that when the news of the third brother's marriage came out, most of the aristocratic ladies in Bohai City were heartbroken. There are still people who don't give up and still miss the third brother.

The second brother told him that the third sister-in-law was the official fan, and she could restrain the group of people who yearn for the third brother externally, and could lock the third brother's heart internally.

After a little tidying up, the manager of Wanquan Villa walked out from the gate, leading this group of people to be inferior to the villa.

It is cold in winter, but many people come here to avoid the cold. Soaking in hot springs is good for your health.

Shen Qingchuan chose three hot spring huts. Each of the three soup pools is equipped with a simple wooden bedroom, which can be used to change clothes and have a meal after soaking in the hot springs. The three soup pools are connected in series along the cobblestone path, surrounded by With long wooden fence partitions.

It is the best to hide, the innermost Tangchi is the largest, and it is also far away. Shen Qingchuan decided to arrange it for Shen Zhenfei, Shen Xinsu and Zhuang Xiaoxiao.

The remaining two soup pools are about the same size, but connected to the left and right, separated by a wooden plank, Shen Qingchuan thought he and Guan Boya shared the same soup pool, thinking that there were three people on Leng Qiudu's side, so he gave them the larger soup pool .

It is more comfortable for the three men to soak in a larger soup pool.

After changing into the bathrobe, Shen Qingchuan soaked his whole body in the hot spring to dissipate the chill from his body, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh of comfort.

There are all open-air hot springs here. There is a thin layer of snow on the bank piled with large pebbles. The white mist from the hot springs is lingering, covering the body like a soft tulle, which is not very real. .

Guan Boya washed off the makeup on her face, her steamy long hair hung in front of her left shoulder, and her deep V bathrobe was loosely worn, as if deliberately revealing her powerful muscles, such as Yushan's chest, and her smooth mermaid-like waist. The abs are very explosive.

With long legs and narrow waist, she looks thin when dressed, and fleshy when undressed, which is exactly what Guan Boya looks like.

When wearing women's clothing, some people even praised Guan Boya's body, which was larger than the average woman's, but her figure was full of charm.

The author has something to say: Guan Boya: It is indeed very charming, someone has already tasted it, hasn't it?