mousepad-d2 Chapter 133
Chapter 133
The sky outside the window has completely darkened, as if ink has eroded the sky.
The evening wind blows a few yellow leaves, and the leaves on the branches are crumbling, and the branches are almost pulled out, bare and slightly cold.
The Shen Mansion is brightly lit, and the windows are filled with bright light, which makes people feel warm when looking at it.
The cook had already prepared dinner, and the servant stood by and whispered to Shen Yifan to go down to eat, saying, "Second Young Master, dinner is ready."
Shen Yifan waved his hand, signaling the servant to go down first.
The phone is placed on a brown wood cabinet table at a corner of the corridor on the second floor. Looking out the window, you can see a tall ginkgo tree.
Shen Yifan was holding the microphone, leaning his elbows on the brown wood cabinet table, bent over, with a lazy look, it seemed that something was wrong with Shen Qingchuan's voice.
With a smile on his face, Shen Yifan couldn't hide his teasing tone, and said with a smile. "Qingchuan, why is your voice a little hoarse? Hey, I heard from my eldest brother that Miss Boya went to see you at the Lu Mansion..."
Shen Qingchuan coughed twice, directly skipping Shen Yifan's previous sentence
"Big brother has returned to the mansion?" Shen Qingchuan asked.
"Hmm, I'm back."
"When he came back, he had a dark face. What did you and Miss Boya do to make big brother angry?" Shen Yifan murmured softly, putting his hands on the microphone, afraid that the passing servants would hear the content of the conversation.
Shen Qingchuan frowned lightly, his eldest brother and Guan Boya didn't touch each other, he was also puzzled as to what kind of conflict could arise.
"I heard from elder brother that Master Fu was riding a horse and fell off the horse, and he also said that this matter has something to do with you."
Shen Yifan continued to talk about family information with Shen Qingchuan.
"Father found out about this, and in the study he got very angry at Eldest Brother, ordering Eldest Brother to go to the hospital tomorrow and apologize to Master Fu."
Old Master Shen lost his temper when he heard that Shen Qingchuan left the seriously injured Fu Chenliang alone, and the news spread in the circle.
However, after Shen Yifan heard his group of cronies calling, he said another even more outrageous version, saying that Shen Qingchuan and Fu Chenliang were competing for Miss Boya's favor. During the horse race, Fu Chenliang was hit by a bird. Eyes, accidentally fell off the horse.
Shen Yifan didn't believe a word, and just started cursing, saying it was all bullshit.
For a gentle man like his third brother, taking the initiative to bet on a horse race with Master Fu was nothing short of ridiculous, but considering that his third brother hated Master Fu a little, it was possible that he would die without saving him.
Shen Yifan asked, "Hey, Qingchuan, do you want to follow Eldest Brother to visit Master Fu tomorrow?"
"No-"
Shen Qingchuan didn't want to have any contact with Fu Chenliang, so he directly refused, and then thought of Fu Chenliang's injured appearance, wondering if his injury was related to Guan Boya, so he pursed his lips again.
The servant went up to the second floor to urge Shen Yifan again. Master Shen likes to eat together as a family. It's lively. When the children grow up, they don't go to the house, and those who are at home don't go down to eat. Before the family is separated, they start to divide their jobs.
Shen Yifan guessed that Shen Qingchuan should be at Miss Boya's Yuhua Mansion right now, so he asked him, "Then are you coming back tonight? If you come back, I'll order the kitchen to reserve an extra serving of hot dishes and meals. "
Shen Qingchuan is covered in marks all over his body now, his thigh is worn red from riding a horse, and the skin is almost worn out, not to mention there is still an indescribable soreness there, and there is no good skin on his neck and clavicle.
"I'm not going back tonight. I'll be outside for a while these few days. Tell them not to worry too much." Shen Qingchuan said.
"Okay, okay." Shen Yifan answered, and after hanging up the phone, he went downstairs and saw Master Shen with a dark face, and his elder brother's expressionless face, so he didn't know how to speak, and thought to himself, third brother, what will I do now? It's a big sacrifice for you.
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The lights in the room are bright, and a crystal chandelier hangs from the ceiling.
After Shen Qingchuan hung up the phone, he realized that Guan Boya was holding a bowl of porridge in his hand, leaning against his body, standing by the door frame for an unknown how long.
Guan Boya's long hair was wet to his left shoulder, and he was wearing a white bathrobe, which should be bare. When he walked over, he could see the beautiful muscle lines on his calf.
"Dad, call?" Guan Boya said as he put the peony-patterned porcelain bowl containing shredded chicken and meat porridge and a white porcelain spoon on the table next to him, squatted down, and rubbed Shen Qingchuan's hands .
Hearing Guan Boya directly addressing Old Master Shen as his father, Shen Qingchuan shot Guan Boya a glance.
"Still angry?" Seeing that Shen Qingchuan was silent, Guan Boya thought that he was still angry that she hurt him.
"You eat the porridge first, and I'll help you with the medicine later." Guan Boya said very tenderly and considerately, her slender jade-like fingers held onto the white porcelain spoon and circled in the bowl to dissipate some of the steam from the steaming meat porridge .
The aroma of the shredded chicken porridge was desperately drilled into Shen Qingchuan's nose, Shen Qingchuan was already starving, he drank two glasses of champagne at the banquet, coupled with the rapid horseback riding, his physical strength was exhausted long ago.
The feeling of being drained, like running ten marathons, still remained in his body, especially the waist and stomach.
Guan Boya fed him with a bowl, and Shen Qingchuan ate it. Guan Boya could control the temperature of the meat porridge on the white porcelain spoon just right, and it didn't burn his tongue when he ate it.
After finishing the big bowl of shredded chicken porridge, my stomach finally felt better.
After recovering some vitality, Shen Qingchuan will ask Qiu Hou to settle the score, he said, "You sleep in the study tonight."
Guan Boya lowered her brows and eyes slightly, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and said, "I'm really willing to let me sleep in the study alone, what if you have a fever in the middle of the night?"
The two of them sweated profusely while riding horses, and then soaked in the cold water for a while in the lake.
Guan Boya knew his physical condition well, so it didn't affect him much, but Shen Qingchuan was a rich young master after all, with fair skin and soft body, and he didn't usually do much exercise.
It was cold in late autumn, and Shen Qingchuan was likely to have a fever in the middle of the night.
Shen Qingchuan's face slowly turned red again, Guan Bo Yaming knew that he would go to the pier to pick up a friend in two days, but deliberately made a large mark on the side of his neck.
It will take at least a week for these marks to disappear.
The more important point is that Guan Boya tormented him this time, tossing him too hard. At that time, Shen Qingchuan felt that he was being pounced upon by a ferocious beast, resisting it without restraint.
Shen Qingchuan was filled with anger in his heart.Glancing at Guan Boya, he said, "Then who is the culprit?"
"My good sir, don't you give me a chance to redeem myself?"
Guan Boya took Shen Qingchuan's hand and squeezed his fingers. Shen Qingchuan's fingers were like jade onions, white and moist, and the nails were slightly powdered, cute and delicate.
In fact, Guan Boya seldom has that kind of extreme desire/desire for other things, but when he met Shen Qingchuan, he knows the taste and has no restraint.
Guan Boya lowered his head slightly, his long eyebrows were as determined as a sharp sword, but his half-closed red phoenix eyes were extremely attractive, not feminine, but more like a sense of immortality in the moonlight of the Tianshan Mountains, standing ten thousand ren Lonely, with an incomparably cold deity all over his body, the deity slightly lowered his brows and eyes, as if exuding an indescribable brilliance, which is unforgettable forever.
Inadvertently, I saw his slightly open bathrobe collar, and I could see his lean and strong chest, which was as smooth as a jade mountain, but full of strength.
Shen Qingchuan's heart skipped a beat suddenly, like a bolt of lightning quickly tearing apart the night, a small current like a spider's thread flowed in his blood vessels, causing his fingertips to tremble slightly.
Shen Qingchuan raised his jaw slightly, his clear and beautiful eyes were like a child's, as if stars were twinkling, like a child longing for a very attractive candy, but pretending that he is not the kind of child who loves candy, said , "No, you go to sleep in the study."
Guan Boya was immersed in Shen Qingchuan's gaze, what attracted Guan Boya at first was Shen Qingchuan's frank and clear eyes.
Shen Qingchuan's eyes seemed to hide a cluster of fire, his lover's eyes were more dazzling and warmer than the sun, able to illuminate the dark abyss.
At the moment when she heard Shen Qingchuan's refusal, Guan Boya was still a little bit disappointed, like a sea monster on the reef trying her best to sing with a charming voice, but found that the little prince on the boat was not fooled.
"As you order, my little Mr. Shen."
Guan Boya grabbed Shen Qingchuan's hand viciously, and placed a light kiss on it, but before Shen Qingchuan pulled his hand, he slightly bit Shen Qingchuan's fingertip with his teeth, and licked it incidentally.
It can be regarded as a small interest received by staying alone in the vacant room tonight.
Guan Boya hugged Shen Qingchuan horizontally, carried him to the soft and spacious bed, and put him down gently.
Before Guan Boya left, she left a small porcelain jar with pink paste, which could smell a faint fragrance of herbs. Guan Boya leaned her head to Shen Qingchuan's ear, and said, "Promoting blood and growing muscles, it's time for you to get rid of it." It has the effect of reducing swelling, remember to apply it."
"If I don't know how to do it myself, I'll be next door and be at your command anytime."
Seeing Shen Qingchuan's face flushed like a big tomato, Guan Boya got up and left and walked to the door, Lang Lang's chuckle melted into the autumn wind.
Shen Qingchuan directly picked up a ginkgo-colored silk pillow filled with goose down and threw it on Guan Boya's body, and said angrily, "Get lost."
"Thank you, my little Mr. Shen."
Guan Boya caught the pillow with both hands, left a thank you, turned and left, and closed the door very intimately.
After Guan Boya left completely, the heat on Shen Qingchuan's face dissipated a little.
Picking up the ointment on the bedside table, approaching her nose, and sniffing it lightly, in addition to the faint herbal smell, there is also a looming floral fragrance.
The author has something to say: Little Theater:
Boss Guan: Using beauty is unsuccessful
Shen Qingchuan: Go away, sleep in the study
Boss Guan: Go away, and come back to coax his wife in the middle of the night
感谢在2021-04-0423:59:25~2021-04-0523:59:23期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: 5 sweet chestnuts;
Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Hualuo and Jingxi; 2 bottles of Lord Grim;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!