Shen Weichao was really too rich. In Yu Huan's eyes, apart from the fact that he spoke a little harshly, he had no shortcomings.
Therefore, she is also happy to make friends with the other party.
There's no way around it, who doesn't like a friend like this?
So, by the time you realize something is wrong, it's already a little too late.
First, Shen Weichao refused to sit on the pleasure boat and insisted on taking Yu Huan on the small boat together.
The boatman was rowing well, and he wanted to try again and use the oars, but he had no experience and his body would easily tilt if he exerted force, so he asked Yu Huan to support him.
Yu Huan was sitting in the back, and upon hearing this, he stretched out a hand and pressed his shoulder, so that if he really wanted to fall, he could still pull him up.
But what Shen Weichao was wearing today was a lotus white robe. Needless to say, the material was rare and exquisite. The most important thing was that it was very close-fitting, outlining the boy's tall and slender figure.
He also specially made a satin corset with a black background and embroidered gold flowers, and wrapped it around that part of the waist, making the waistline particularly obvious.
With every stroke of the oar, his waist twisted in front of her eyes; it was narrow and very flexible.
He even turned around and sprinkled water on Yu Yuhuan, with a youthful face and a carefree expression.
It should be a normal action...Yu Huan thought.
The second round was an archery competition between two people.
We had originally agreed to see who could shoot more accurately and even made a bet.
But just as Yu Huan had put the arrow on, Shen Weichao came over and stood behind her, almost hugging her, and seriously helped her adjust her movements.
Rich families usually like to light some incense, and Chen Yiyuan is no exception, so Chen Weichao's clothes are stained with some light and soft fragrance.
At this moment, the fragrance seemed to be faint and hit Yu Huan's nose.
She felt a little uncomfortable.
But after Shen Weichao helped her adjust, she was indeed much better than before, and she suspected that she was overthinking it.
The third chapter takes place one day in a teahouse.
Yu Huan noticed that someone was wearing clothes that Shen Weichao had worn before, and he couldn't help but take a few more glances.
Shen Weichao noticed it and immediately looked over sharply.
Yu Huan was about to tell him, but she heard him whisper in her ear: "Do you think I look better in this dress, or does he look better in this dress?"
This question suddenly gave Yu Huan a shock.
Who in their right mind would ask such a question... This question doesn't sound like one between friends, but more like an insecure husband seeking confirmation from his wife.
Yu Huan opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.
Shen Weichao seemed to realize that he was too careless, and he withdrew his gaze as if nothing had happened, pretending that he had never asked this question.
But so many things cannot be solved just by him taking back his words.
After knowing his ulterior motives, Yu Huan could no longer get along with Shen Weichao naturally.
Shen Weichao certainly felt her change.
He initially made a few feeble excuses, but when he realized it was useless, he simply gave up and began to approach Yu Huan openly.
For example, when racing with men, the winner would receive a crimson hydrangea decorated with gold tassels.
He was still astride his horse, dressed in fine clothes and riding a horse in high spirits. He looked back from a distance, his black hair against his face, his eyes bright and unrestrained. He threw the hydrangea accurately into Yu Huan's hand, earning a burst of laughter.
For example, when he was talking to someone at a banquet, someone asked him something and he suddenly looked at Yu Huan next to him, clearly wanting Yu Huan to speak for him.
It was as if Yu Huan was his wife and should stand up for him. Everyone else gave him a knowing look.
In addition to these, there are also some blatant seduction methods.
The things delivered to the Liao family every now and then were all rare treasures; he asked Yu Huan what color she liked and wore clothes of that color to see her the next day.
One time when he went out, he saw Yu Huan looking at the dancing young man in green clothes for a few more seconds, and he got angry.
He wondered how she could be so superficial, and was secretly angry at himself for only liking things that only women like, such as horse riding and archery, and for not being able to dance and not saying a word the entire day.
Yu Huan thought it was over at the time and was worried that he would pester her to play chess for several days like before, but he disappeared after he returned.
Several days later, he suddenly appeared in front of Yu Huan wearing a green dance costume with a waist-hugging design, and asked Yu Huan if he wanted to watch him dance.
On the surface it is an inquiry, but in reality there is no choice.
The dance costume was so fitting and the movements were so proud and arrogant, it was obvious that she had secretly practiced for several days and couldn't wait to show it to her.
However, Shen Weichao's skills in horse riding and archery were outstanding, so asking him to dance was really difficult for him.
Yu Huan suppressed his laughter and turned his eyes away so that his expression would not be so obvious.
Shen Weichao probably knew what was going on. Looking at her, he could imagine what his own dance would look like. His eyebrows drooped and he stopped moving.
He said dejectedly, "It's ugly... I don't know why, but it's just different from theirs."
"Everyone has his own strengths." Yu Huan comforted him. The main reason was that the young master looked so sad and depressed, which was really rare to see, and it made people feel soft-hearted.
However, Shen Weichao's discouragement was only for a moment and soon passed. He cheered up again, and while Yu Huan was looking at him, he straightened his body and asked: "Does this look good on me?"
These are all quite normal.
Sometimes, he would steal Yu Huan's half-eaten snack, put his fingertips on the corner of his lips, and ask vaguely and shamelessly: "Does this count as..."
The unspoken words disappeared in Yu Huan's warning gaze.
Sometimes, when he applied lip balm for the first time, his originally beautiful lips were covered with a layer of red like hawthorn peel, which made his lips and teeth look even redder and whiter.
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