Sheng Yanshu seemed to be fine on the surface because he kept advising himself, but deep down he always felt something was wrong.
His sister, whom he had watched grow up, was so well-behaved and cute, but suddenly she was about to get intimate with a strange man.
As soon as the young and energetic Mr. Sheng returned, he locked himself in the house, locked the door, drew the curtains, and in the dim darkness, he wiped his eyes, took out his cell phone and called Mr. Sheng to complain.
When Sheng's parents received the call, they were confused and kept saying, "Okay, okay, it's a good thing that Huanhuan is in a relationship."
Sheng Yanshu's voice suddenly rose: "A good thing?! Not a good thing at all. Are you willing to let her become someone else's family? What if she gets tricked by outsiders? What if she gets bullied in someone else's family..."
Father Sheng slapped his head.
The two of them lived such a comfortable retirement life that they forgot that their eldest son had always cared about his younger sister since childhood.
The child was like a doll when he was born. At that time, Sheng Yanshu was reluctant to let go of him. Others could only watch, and if they wanted to hold him, they had to get his permission.
However, he disagreed most of the time, always feeling that they were not clean enough and would infect his sister with the virus.
I have been spoiled since I was a child. My temperament has become calmer as I grew up, but I haven't changed in essence.
"I'm reluctant to let her go, but as long as Huanhuan is happy..." Sheng's father said weakly, "If anyone dares to bully her, we'll teach that kid a lesson. We've only just started..."
Mr. Sheng was angry at his son for not fighting for it, but was also touched by the words "just be happy".
The next day, I was in no mood to go to work, so I took two bottles of red wine to the study, intending to drown my sorrows in alcohol.
A day passed, and one sixteenth of a bottle of red wine was consumed. After a small drink, Mr. Sheng lay drunk all day.
On the third day, I finally recovered and went to work diligently.
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This was a relatively successful offline date, Qin Yanzhou concluded. Although he sacrificed his brother's face, he kissed his wife.
If there is one, there will be two.
Yu Huan had been busy playing games lately and hadn't made many friends. He was bored and Qin Yanzhou took advantage of him.
Today I'm going to see an illustration exhibition, tomorrow I'm going horseback riding at the club, and the day after tomorrow I'm going on a yacht tour...
When going out to play together, it is natural to walk side by side, and holding hands is also a natural thing.
Qin Yanzhou's eyes fell on his wife's hand again. It was so delicate, white and beautiful. If no one was around, he would have kissed it.
Yu Huan didn't know that although this man seemed to be following her obediently, he actually had many messy thoughts in his mind.
She looked at the paintings intently, trying to choose one to decorate her bedroom.
Finally, I fell in love with a painting of a kitten basking in the sun, so I went to contact someone.
It just so happened that the person who organized the exhibition was an acquaintance in their circle.
It was a bit difficult to buy this painting. Most of the artists in the exhibition hall agreed to sell their works and had already marked the prices in advance, but the artist behind this painting did not mention selling it.
The organizers of the exhibition didn't want to get involved, but when they saw that the person was Qin Yanzhou, they immediately came over and said, "I was wondering who it was, it turned out to be the Second Young Master Qin."
"What do you mean?" Qin Yanzhou's eyes were dark, and his tone was serious, "My wife..."
Before he could finish his words, he was slapped by the girl next to him.
I had to change my words angrily: "My girlfriend likes this painting very much. Let's contact the artist."
Yu Huan pinched his fingers again, but this time he refused to change his words.
The man's attention was attracted by Yu Huan next to him. He looked up and down unconsciously and secretly exclaimed that it turned out that there were times when Young Master Qin was taken advantage of by others.
Given Qin Yanzhou's status and position, giving him face is an opportunity that no outsider can snatch away.
The man immediately smiled and went to find someone.
"Who told you to scream?" Yu Huan scolded him in a low voice.
Qin Yanzhou drooped his brows, trying to fight for his rights: "I want to scream."
"No." Yu Huan clearly prohibited it.
"Oh." Qin Yanzhou responded dejectedly, but he was protesting in his heart, and he called out secretly.
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The painter was a young man named Bai, gentle and refined. He was viewing the exhibition on the second floor at the time and saw the entire conversation between Qin Yanzhou and the man downstairs.
"You see..." the man asked what he meant.
"Give it to her," the young man said, glancing down at the painting. He rarely painted this kind of life-like paintings. Those who knew him knew that he preferred to explore death.
The painting was just an impromptu creation on a sunny afternoon, and was then used to prepare for the exhibition.
I didn't expect that someone would like it.
He glanced down again thoughtfully and saw that the girl was curiously looking at other paintings, with light steps and bright eyes.
Then he suddenly understood why the painting attracted her. Perhaps it was because two things with the same vitality were attracted to each other.
She is just like the cute cat in the painting.
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Qin Yanzhou has become very skilled at carrying bags and clothes, and asking someone to deliver the purchased things to Yu Huan's residence.
Kissing also requires skill.
When we went back, the driver was driving in front. He pulled down the baffle and the space suddenly became private.
"We only kissed twice today." In the dim light, he lowered his eyes and tugged at Yu Huan's sleeve.
Yu Huan was originally playing a simple little game, and he pulled his collar over and stuck to him in a perfunctory manner.
Qin Yanzhou has been behaving very well recently. He won't move without her instructions.
She rubbed it twice and was about to stop.
However, when she wanted to retreat, Qin Yanzhou suddenly pressed over, his hands supporting the back of her head so that she could not escape.
"What?" she asked fiercely.
"Is the game more important than me?" He said in a low voice, slowly grasping her wrist, and slowly prying open her lips, gradually deepening the kiss.
Sometimes, kissing is really enjoyable, especially when the other person wants you to feel comfortable.
Their lips and tongues were intimately intertwined. Ever since they kissed her to death when they first met, Qin Yanzhou had been much more cautious and carefully observed her reactions every time.
See when her eyes become moist, see when she frowns quickly, feel when she tightly grasps his fingers, and hear when she makes some small noises because she can't bear it anymore.
Yu Huan is not the one in control.
Because she is lazy, only likes to enjoy herself and doesn't like to learn, she has kissed many times but has not learned any skills.
Qin Yanzhou is very capable of research, but he studies more about how to make Yu Huan comfortable.
For example, this slow rubbing and entanglement, and occasionally a sudden bite when she is not prepared, seeing her expression that seems to be both happy and painful.
Her eyes were moist, and her thick, soft eyelashes trembled endearingly. But he knew she was comfortable, otherwise she wouldn't be like a cat drunk on milk, her soul swaying.
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