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

Chapter 103

"In the future, we will hold a wedding banquet, so we can pass him an invitation card." Guan Boya said.

Shen Qingchuan smiled without saying a word, his eyes, which seemed to be washed by a clear spring, moved slightly, and filled with amber light, which was so beautiful that it captivated people's hearts and souls.

Guan Boya lowered her eyelashes, the black color falling from the long eyelashes, quietly, with a kind of indistinguishable charm, which is also extremely beautiful.

Guan Boya knew that Shen Qingchuan was waiting for him to compromise, and he could make 1 concessions for Xiao Haitang in other matters, but he avoided relatives and friends, as if he, the righteous master, had become an underground lover.

What he wants is an aboveboard relationship, not a relationship that needs to be hidden and needs to be hidden.

Walking a high-altitude tightrope is like a fleeting emotion with a sense of uncertainty. Although it is more exciting, it is also too fragile. He prefers the sense of fullness firmly in his hands.

Both of them confront each other silently, secretly fighting for the dominance.

There was no sound of crunching spoons, and there was no other sound after that. After only one or two minutes, the order was not confirmed by the master, and the servant waited aside. It was really hard to be caught in the middle.

The servant looked up at Shen Qingchuan, and saw that his smiling face was like a spring breeze, gentle and elegant, but what he said just now was to drive Lord Guan upstairs.

He didn't dare to look too much, and hurriedly lowered his head, fearing that he might not be able to move his eyes away if he continued to look, Mr. Xiao Shen was so beautiful.

Crow feathers and black hair, white jade snow skin, clear sunlight falling on half of his face and shirt collar, there is a kind of vague light golden elegance.Like mist and mist, the lingering viburnum flowers are scattered by the strong wind and scattered one after another. The dust is so clear that you forget the customs.

And Guan Ye didn't say a word, he refused to leave, obviously he didn't agree with Mr. Xiao Shen meeting the Mr. Leng outside the door alone.

The servant thought about Master Guan's thoughts, and said slowly, "How about saying that Mr. Xiao Shen is not here, and I will send him away?"

Shen Qingchuan thought that Leng Qiudu was still outside, he was embarrassed to keep his friend waiting for too long, and wanted to get up and go out to meet Leng Qiudu, since Guan Boya did not avoid suspicion, he had no choice but to get up and go out.

He didn't want Guan Boya to meet Leng Qiudu. Although Guan Boya, who had washed off her makeup, had no trace of femininity, and was dressed like a man, but Guan Boya's appearance was too easy to leave an impression on people.

He was afraid that Leng Qiudu would spot the flaw, and Leng Qiudu's memory was excellent, and he had seen Guan Boya in women's clothing.

"No, I'll go out and see him."

As soon as Shen Qingchuan stood up, he was grabbed by the wrist by the person next to him, trying not to let him go.

I saw Guan Boya resting her chin on one hand, looking at him, and said with a smile, "You can still walk now? Are you not afraid of being seen?"

Shen Qingchuan's face flushed slightly, he knew that Guan Boya was talking about his walking posture.

The riots last night were too unrestrained, and there were also elements of his connivance, so today is a hard time.

Shen Qingchuan now even has to spread a thin goose down cushion for sitting, not to mention, he seemed to have strained one side of his thigh last night, and he has to move slowly step by step when walking, which is weird to a discerning person.

Shen Qingchuan became a little annoyed, and glared at Guan Boya, as if to say: Who caused him to be in such a mess now.

But there were a lot of servants present, Shen Qingchuan was too embarrassed to say more about Guan Boya, he signaled him to let go with his eyes, and pulled his hand, but found that he couldn't pull it away.

Guan Boya's expression was like holding the end of a rope with a ball of yarn, carelessly teasing a kitten.

"Am I some invisible person?"

"At that time, won't it be okay if I don't speak?"

Guan Boya pulled Shen Qingchuan to sit down, patted the back of his hand, and before he could make a sound, she said to the servant, "Go and bring him here."

When the servant responded, he turned around and left quickly.

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Yuhua Mansion.

Leng Qiudu was wearing a gray cloth robe, standing outside the gate of the stone steps, a tall western-style building, with big men in black shirts and coats guarding the left and right sides of the gate, looking at this imposing gate, he was thoughtful.

He knew that this was the place where Miss Guan Boya lived, where he had a relationship with Shen Qingchuan.

Leng Qiudu pursed his thin lips, his gentle and handsome face seemed to be covered with a white layer of biting frost.

Speaking of which, he shouldn't have come here, but there was a light autumn rain in the middle of the night, and he had a nightmare, dreaming that Shen Qingchuan was saying goodbye to him, and seemed to be leaving, going to a far, far away place. He hurried to grab Shen Qingchuan's hand, but in vain, he woke up suddenly, feeling uneasy.

He went to the Xiling Newspaper Office early this morning, and was extremely eager to see Shen Qingchuan, so he felt at ease.

But he waited and waited, and he didn't see Shen Qingchuan all morning. In the past, if Shen Qingchuan didn't come to work at the newspaper, he would send a letter in advance.

Leng Qiudu stayed on the landline for a long time, and finally decided to go to Shen's residence alone, and met Shen Yifan who got up late and yawned.

"Oh, you said Qing Chuan."

"He told me a few days ago that he was going to Miss Boya's house, but he didn't come back last night."

"If you are in a hurry, you can find him at Yuhua Mansion."

Leng Qiudu's heart skipped a beat when he heard the words Miss Boya, he came out of Shen's residence and walked to Yuhua mansion somehow.

When the servant came out of the mansion, he saw that Leng Qiudu's eyes were dazed and dazed, his eyes were dull, as if they were covered with a layer of dust, and he looked into the distance, but he didn't know what he was looking at.

"Mr. Leng, Mr. Leng."

The servant called twice in a row, and Leng Qiudu came back to his senses.

I muttered in my heart: What is this Mr. Leng thinking, so fascinated.

The servant didn't show his face, but still smiled politely, made a gesture of asking, and said, "Mr. Leng, please come inside."

Leng Qiudu followed the servants in, turned around the triple door, walked around several long corridors, and came to the dining room near the backyard.

"Mr. Leng, here." The servant stepped forward and shouted.

As soon as Leng Qiudu stepped into the dining room, he saw Shen Qingchuan and a man sitting at a pear wood round table having dinner.

Shen Qingchuan was wearing his usual shirt and trousers, with a gentle smile on his face, the long-haired man next to him bowed his head in silence, eating meat porridge from a porcelain bowl.

Seeing that Shen Qingchuan was safe and sound, as usual, Leng Qiudu's eyes, which were as gray as winter, lit up a little, like faint fireflies splashing on the broken wings of crows and sparrows, with a little warmth and radiance.

"Qiu Du, how did you come here?"

"Have you eaten yet? Sit down and eat together."

Shen Qingchuan was very curious about what urgent matter Leng Qiudu had, so he came here, and then thought that it was almost 12 o'clock at noon, guessing that Leng Qiudu hadn't eaten yet, so he asked him to sit down.

When Xiling Newspaper started, Leng Qiudu was often too busy to help him, so he didn't eat on time. Shen Qingchuan was afraid that he would starve his stomach, so he dragged him to a restaurant outside when it was time to eat.

Later, Leng Qiudu felt that Tiantianxia's restaurants were too extravagant, so he refused.

Shen Qingchuan had no choice but to eat three meals a day, and brought multiple lunch boxes from Shen's residence, and the two of them ate together as if they were back at school.

The servant came over and pulled the chair opposite Guan Boya, let Leng Qiudu sit down, and placed an extra pair of bowls and spoons, the position was a little far away from Shen Qingchuan.

Seeing that Leng Qiudu had sat down, Shen Qingchuan picked up a long spoon to help Leng Qiudu fill a bowl.

"No need." Leng Qiudu said out loud.

Shen Qingchuan usually took good care of him, but now he was at someone else's house. Seeing this, Leng Qiudu hurriedly stopped him. When he was in a hurry, his slightly cool fingertips rested on the back of Shen Qingchuan's smooth hand holding the long spoon, and the warm body temperature Glimpse through the skin to the fingertips.

The air was suffocated for an instant, as if frozen, extremely short-lived.

"Cough, cough, cough..." There was a coughing sound from the side.

Leng Qiudu ran through his whole body like an electric shock, quickly retracted his hand like lightning, sat down, and quietly squeezed the fingertips under the sleeves, the numbness and tingling feeling like the electric shock has not dissipated.

Without Guan Boya's signal, the servant next to him cleverly stepped forward and took a long spoon to serve Leng Qiudu a bowl of porridge.

Although Guan Boya didn't make a sound, he did quite a lot of movements underneath. Taking advantage of under the table where no one noticed, he secretly pulled Shen Qingchuan's left hand and played with it underneath. Gently wiped a small piece of skin on the back of Shen Qingchuan's hand.

Shen Qingchuan tried to withdraw his hand, but found that Guan Boya didn't give him a chance, and gently rubbed and slid up along his wrist.

Shen Qingchuan saw that Guan Boya's movements became more aggressive, and lightly kicked his calf with his foot, signaling him to restrain himself.

"I heard from your second brother that you are here, and seeing that you haven't come all morning, I thought something happened to you." Leng Qiudu suppressed the numbness in his heart and said.

"So it's this, it's my fault that I forgot to tell you yesterday."

Normally, if Shen Qingchuan didn't go to Xiling Newspaper Office, he would tell Leng Qiudu.

Shen Qingchuan originally planned to get up in the morning and go to the Xiling Newspaper Office, but he didn't expect Guan Boya to be too ruthless. He forgot to call the newspaper office and tell Leng Qiudu that he had a day off today.

"Heh." Guan Boya sneered twice upon hearing Shen Qingchuan's sophistry.

"This is?" Leng Qiudu saw that his appearance was very similar to Miss Guan Boya.

"Guan..." Just as Guan Boya said a word, she was kicked again on the lower leg.

Shen Qingchuan hurriedly beat Guan Boya's voice, and said, "He is Guan Qing, Miss Boya's brother."

After finishing speaking, she turned her neck and secretly gave Guan Boya a sharp look at the knife.

On the white neck, half a hickey leaked out of the collar, Leng Qiudu squeezed the spoon tightly with his finger bones, feeling that the redness was extremely glaring.

"No wonder he is so similar to Miss Boya, why doesn't Miss Boya come down to eat?" Leng Qiudu lowered his head slightly, covering his dim eyes, and asked casually.

"Our lady is too tired, she is still resting upstairs." The servant brought a fresh pot of nourishing hen soup to the table, and said cleverly.

Too tired to go downstairs?

Even though Shen Yifan had said that Shen Qingchuan was not coming home at night, and that he was dating at Miss Boya's house, he was vaguely prepared.

Even if there is no Miss Boya, there will be other women standing beside Shen Qingchuan majestically.

But when he really faced it, he still couldn't accept that Shen Qingchuan had skin-to-skin contact with other people.

Leng Qiudu didn't know the taste of the food, and he felt stuck in his throat when he drank the porridge. No matter how soft and sweet the porridge was stewed, he only felt a bitter taste like coptis in his mouth. After taking two mouthfuls of the porridge, he said he had something to do and wanted to leave.

Leng Qiudu was sober and muddled, but he didn't even know how to get out, he only walked with his body.

The moment I came out of the gate of Yuhua Mansion.

His heart seemed to fall for a moment, unable to fall to the bottom, but it seemed that the whole heart was soaked in ice water, suspended, and collided with the ice to make a concerto song, which was very tormenting.

He looked up at the sunlight, dazed.

For a long time, with a mocking tone, "It's ridiculous."

It's ridiculous that he was so tempted by Shen Qingchuan.

Seeing the red marks on the side of Shen Qingchuan's neck, an unstoppable resentment and jealousy surged up in his heart. He was jealous of the woman upstairs who spent the night with Shen Qingchuan, and he hated and felt unwilling.

It was as if a blazing hell fire had burned all his internal organs to ashes, leaving only a shell.

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After Leng Qiudu left.

Seeing Shen Qingchuan still looking at his leaving figure.

Guan Boya pinched Shen Qingchuan's chin suddenly, making him look at her.

"What are you doing?" Shen Qingchuan knocked off Guan Boya's hand, and then looked in the direction where Leng Qiudu left. He was afraid that Leng Qiudu would turn back suddenly and see this unusual scene.

"I don't like the way he looks at you." Guan Boya said truthfully from the bottom of her heart.

Shen Qingchuan laughed angrily, because Guan Boya's tone sounded like a little wife who was afraid of her husband cheating, and said, "What are you thinking?"

"He and I are just friends."

"Besides, I only like you."

Fearing that Guan Boya would not believe it, Shen Qingchuan added another sentence, saying, "If I liked men, I guess I would have been with someone else..." together.

Before the remaining three words were uttered, Shen Qingchuan wrapped Guan Boya's arms around him, pressed his neck, and kissed them deeply. The three words seemed to be taken away from Shen Qingchuan by Guan Boya and swallowed.

Sweeping across the city was like a hurricane, turning the world upside down.

Breathing was also robbed, Shen Qingchuan's face was flushed, and his brain was almost a paste.

The ears also seem to be blocked, and other sounds cannot be heard.

In the silent dining room, only the sound of water is left.

When Guan Boya let him go and kissed his cheek, Shen Qingchuan seemed extremely annoyed, pushed Guan Boya hard and said, "Are you crazy?"

In a large audience, not to mention there were six or seven servants present in the dining room, Guan Boya was still extorting too much, Shen Qingchuan's lungs were about to explode, and his mind was going to be confused.

He didn't dare to look up and look at the servants around him, what kind of strange eyes would they look at him and Guan Boya.

In fact, as early as Guan Boya's kiss, the servants quietly left the dining room.

Guan Boya leaned forward, pecked Shen Qingchuan's lips, and said, "I don't like you being so gentle to others."

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