mousepad-d2 Chapter 102
Chapter 102
With silky long hair half dry, Guan Boya came out of the bathroom wearing a white cotton bathrobe.
"looking at what?"
The body wrapped in the cool water vapor and the fragrance of the toiletries, leaned up, hugged Shen Qingchuan from behind, and dropped a kiss on his cheek.
"You came out." Shen Qingchuan asked with his neck turned.
The warm autumn light bloomed in Shen Qingchuan's beautiful eyes, the eyelashes were slender and long curled up, and the shadows that fell were like fish swimming in the clear water with nothing to support.
He never thought that he would fall in love with a man.
A charming and mysterious man like Madame Butterfly.
"Are you hungry?" Guan Boya kissed Shen Qingchuan's eyes again.
With long arms around Shen Qingchuan, he intentionally soaked his cool skin into the neck of the Qingjuan youth, trying to let that piece of skin also be contaminated with his breath.
Like the wild beasts in the deep mountains and old forests, they maintain a strong sense of possession and desire for their own absolute territory.
This kind of awareness did not weaken with the skin-to-skin contact, but had a stronger desire.
"Don't be so unprincipled." Shen Qingchuan said with a slight tingle in his neck, frowning.
It's not very painful, just numb and itchy, which makes people uncomfortable.
"I'm an undeserved person, haven't you already learned it?" Guan Boya stroked Shen Qingchuan's hair on the temples with his fingers, making it soft and black.Put it on the cheeks, the skin looks more white and smooth.
The sound is like long-brewed mellow wine, full of post-event magnetism, like a feather teasing Shen Qingchuan's earlobe, slightly itchy.
Shen Qingchuan was shyly reddish, like a disturbed impatiens flower, blooming recklessly, and flushing red.
Shen Qingchuan's tongue stuck to his white teeth, and in the end he couldn't say anything, so he pushed Guan Boya, trying to get out of the iron-armed cage of the soap scent.
"Don't move." Guan Boya pressed Shen Qingchuan's shoulders, making him continue to sit on the chair.
"I don't want to hug you, can't I even kiss you? I'm already very restrained." As he spoke, he bit Bai Yu's earlobe again, as if punishing the other party for his previous behavior of trying to escape.
Shen Qingchuan endured Guan Boya's lingering intimacy, rubbed his ears and temples together, and after a long time of intimacy, he said, "Let's go down to eat."
"Okay, I'll change my clothes." Guan Boya said reluctantly.
Guan Bo Yabei bowed and raised one of Shen Qingchuan's hands, and kissed the back of it.
Obviously a pair of unfinished, nostalgic look.
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Yuhua Mansion.
When the servants and maids learned that the master's family had woken up, they quickly got to work, like a never-ending steam turbine, with all parts working in an orderly manner.
Those who clean the room, put on a brand new bed quilt, wipe the table and arrange the dishes, etc.
The servants smiled and bowed very politely, because they knew that this mansion welcomed a new owner—Mr. Xiao Shen.
It was three poles in the sun, and it was noon.
When Shen Qingchuan saw a table full of dishes, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows, looking at Guan Boya, as if asking: Is that all?
Guan Boya picked up a porcelain bowl, scooped a few spoonfuls of porridge into the bowl with a long spoon, and said with a smile, "Let's eat something light these days."
Shredded chicken porridge with chestnuts, the snow-white rice is cooked thoroughly, and the chestnuts that invigorate the vitality are added, and it is even more fragrant and soft.
Shen Qingchuan saw that the porridge in the porcelain bowl was sprinkled with a handful of shallots, and the tangy aroma made people move their index fingers.
Guan Boya was afraid that the porridge would be too hot, so she scalded Shen Qingchuan, took a small fan and fanned it aside to speed up the heat dissipation.
He has never served other people so carefully and considerately before, and Shen Qingchuan is the only one, and the only one.
The servants were dumbfounded at this scene, especially they had seen how fiercely Guan Boya cut the enemy's neck with a sharp knife, and how fiercely Guan Boya kicked and broke a person's spine.
In fact, flapping the fan should be the work of servants like them, so there is no need for the master to work hard.
Everyone looked down at the cloth shoes without raising their eyes, and no one dared to disturb the flirting between the master and the new master with such ignorance.
The fan was about seven inches long, and the fan surface with a pitch-black base was filled with radiant mother-of-pearl and wintersweet decorated with gold leaf.
Shen Qingchuan certainly recognized that this was Guan Boya's cherished lacquered and gold-sprayed fan. The porridge was still too hot to eat, so he put down the porcelain bone spoon and smelled the looming cool plum fragrance.
Shen Qingchuan asked, "Isn't this the fan you cherish the most? If you ruin it like this, aren't you afraid of being violent?"
In Shen Qingchuan's view, this kind of luxurious fan should be cherished by the owner, and it is only suitable for elegant affairs, such as burning incense and drinking tea, listening to the rain and enjoying the snow, and drinking wine while waiting for the moon.
Instead of using it to cool a bowl of porridge and dissipate a few wisps of oily smoke and heat.
"Aren't I enjoying the scenery?" Guan Boya replied with a light smile.
The movement of the hands did not stop, and continued to fan the wind. The cool wind blew the thick black ink-like forehead hair, snow-like skin, clear and clear eyes like water, and the delicate and straight nose of the person next to him. , Like plum-colored lips.
He is admiring the beautiful scenery.
Shen Qingchuan didn't think about the meaning behind Guan Boya's words, and just said, "The question is not the answer."
He was not used to it, Guan Boya treated him like a weak woman, he was not that weak, so she took the fan away and put the fan on the table.
Shen Qingchuan brought an empty bowl, scooped up a full bowl of fragrant porridge, pushed the bowl to Guan Boya, and let him eat, "Mrs. Shen, eat quickly."
"Since you call me Mrs. Shen, when will you marry me?" Guan Boya took the bowl and said with a half-smile.
Shen Qingchuan only thought that Guan Boya was joking, and said indifferently, "Are you serious?"
For the society of this period, men and men were already a sensational and extraordinary thing.
Ordinary people only dare to get together secretly, like a bride, and come to the door to get married, which is really ridiculous.
The porcelain bone spoon scooped up the porridge, and knocked against the edge of the thin porcelain bowl, intermittently, making crackling sounds.
The steaming hot mist diffused, covering Guan Boya's drooping eyelashes, and his eyes trembled slightly, as if the gray sky that was about to dawn was hung with tiny stars.
After a while, wait for the heat of the porridge to dissipate.
Guan Boya raised her eyes and looked straight at Shen Qingchuan, as if she wanted to see into his depths.
After Shen Qingchuan turned his eyes slightly, he said with a soft smile, "That's true."
"However, it's a pity that Shen Sanshao can only have me by his side in the future, and the ladies and ladies next to him are out of touch."
Guan Boya knew that Shen Qingchuan was very popular in the socialite circle, remembering that last time, when Xiling Newspaper opened, almost half of Bohai City's noble ladies were vacated, and they came to congratulate Shen Qingchuan.
Standing among a group of vulgar fans, Shen Qingchuan could also smile tenderly, which really made Guan Boya feel at ease.
In the end, it tasted a little sour, seeing Guan Boya eating.
Shen Qingchuan still wanted to say something, but suddenly, a servant came over, bowed slightly, and said, "Master Guan, a gentleman came outside and said he was looking for Mr. Xiao Shen."
"Oh, who is it?" Shen Qingchuan asked, he only mentioned to his second brother a few days ago that he would go to Yuhua Mansion.
"It's a young man in a robe, surnamed Leng." The servant replied.
As soon as Shen Qingchuan heard the surname, he guessed that the person who came was Leng Qiudu.However, he couldn't help but mutter in his heart, how did Leng Qiudu find this place, there must be something important.
Just as Shen Qingchuan was about to ask his servant to invite Leng Qiudu in, he caught sight of Guan Boya from the corner of his eye, looking at him with a half-smile.
Shen Qingchuan turned around and said to Guan Boya, "Why don't you go up first and avoid it."
Shen Qingchuan was afraid that others would notice something, and if he saw the ambiguous/ambiguous relationship between him and Guan Boya, he would be even more ashamed.
What's more, the visitor is his best friend.
If some private matters are exposed to outsiders, they will be broken and broken, and they will turn around and pretend that nothing happened.On the contrary, I am afraid that those close to me will find out, the closer I am, the more afraid I am, afraid that after being exposed, even if it is only a little bit, I am afraid that the two will meet in the future, there will always be some unspoken pimples in my heart, and it will be strange to lie between the two of you. comfortable.
"What? I'm so shameless that I've only stayed one night, and you're driving me upstairs." Of course Guan Boya refused.
"That person is also your friend, and it's not like I haven't met him before. When I came here today, I happened to recognize his face. Speaking of which, I almost forgot about him."
作者有话要说：身觉不适，吃药低热一天，只码了一点点，凑合一下吧，抱歉了，小天使！感谢在2021-02-2623:45:19~2021-02-2723:57:55期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: Civil Affairs Bureau, Unique, Lei Xiaoyu 1;
Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottles of red makeup;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!