A peddler carrying a shoulder pole was walking towards us. He was so focused on whether the other end of the pole was crooked that he didn't notice that there was someone on this side.
Seeing that the wooden barrel on the carrying pole was about to hit Shen Weichao, Shen Weichao was still distracted and didn't notice, Yu Huan hurriedly pulled him.
It was almost a grazing pass, it was extremely thrilling.
Shen Weichao came back to his senses in shock, his peach blossom eyes almost widened in shock, staring at the unaware vendor, angry and anxious, and was about to go up to argue with him.
"Hey." Yu Huan hurriedly pulled him back, half pushing, half coaxing him, "The snack vendor is right up ahead. Their sweet-scented osmanthus pastries are delicious, and they'll be gone soon."
"How is he walking? He's about to bump into me..." Even though he was being pushed by her, Shen Weichao didn't stop.
The young master has a really bad temper.
After he vented his anger without thinking, he slowly realized from the strange looks he received from people around him that he was outside and his mother was not around to help him clean up the mess or smooth things over.
The reputation of the prince's only son must be even worse.
Shen Weichao thought to himself, he was just like that anyway, let them say whatever they wanted.
He pursed his lips tightly, his eyes inadvertently slanting down, and saw Yu Huan's slender fingers holding his wrist. He suddenly realized that she had been holding his hand the whole time.
It's so strange.
It was like a pot of hot oil was overturned, and wherever she touched it became hot and numb.
Shen Weichao's head was about to split. For a moment, he thought, how dare she touch him! Is she worthy of touching him? Then he thought, maybe she has ulterior motives towards him, he would never fall for her.
Yu Huan was just afraid that Shen Weichao would really go and fight with the vendor, so he thought it would be safer to hold him back. He had no idea what Shen Weichao was thinking.
Shen Weichao originally wanted to shake off her hand to show off his arrogance, but she always walked half a step slower than him and missed him by a little.
It was as if... as if she wanted to block those people's gazes for him. No matter whether they were good or bad, they were all isolated by her.
Shen Weichao felt as if the force on his wrist was as heavy as a thousand pounds, and he couldn't move no matter what.
A strange thought suddenly popped up in his mind. She wouldn't, wouldn't really like him, right?
It wasn't until they arrived at the pastry shop and Yu Huan went to pick up the pastries that the two of them stopped sticking together.
Shen Weichao took a bite of the sweet-scented osmanthus shortbread that Yu Huan said was so delicious, but couldn't taste anything different. He said disdainfully, "It's terrible. What kind of taste do you have?"
It was just a casual remark... Yu Huan didn't take it to heart.
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He Mansion
It was the first time that He Yanqing didn't wait for Yu Huan.
However, she had specifically sent someone with some snacks to tell him that she was probably really stuck by something, so He Yanqing naturally wouldn't take it to heart.
Besides, Shen Weichao is really a difficult person.
Every time Yu Huan opened his eyes these days, he saw his face, and he didn't know when it would end.
In order to deal with him, Yu Huan couldn't sleep well at night and felt sleepy as soon as he opened his eyes.
Yu Huan was fiddling with the meaningless chess pieces again, staring blankly at a certain place, his eyelids growing heavier and heavier.
Shen Weichao was really full of energy. After spending several days with Yu Huan, he became more and more interested.
Shen Yiyuan didn't even need to be urged. The guy who loved to sleep in jumped off the couch and went to Liao's house excitedly. It seems that he really met someone he likes. Shen Yiyuan thought with a smile.
He pondered over the chessboard and finally came up with an idea. He proudly placed the chess piece in a perfect place, waiting for Yu Huan to take the bait.
Being proud of his premeditated plan, he looked up and found Yu Huan with his eyes closed and motionless.
She didn't even lean on the table, but just supported herself on the table with her hands and her head resting on her arms.
Shen Weichao's first reaction was naturally dissatisfaction. He wanted to wake her up directly, but when he saw her appearance, the words came to his lips, but he couldn't say them for some reason.
She got up early in the morning to accompany him. Her hair was not combed properly, and a few strands of hair escaped from the loose ribbon and fell on the side of her thin white neck.
She was sleeping with her arms leaning on her arms, revealing the sharp lines and delicate features of her face. The morning light shone through the thin window paper onto her eyebrows. That coincidental light seemed like the Creator's special preference for her.
Still, it's pretty good-looking...
Shen Weichao's throat became dry, and he felt inexplicably nervous.
She's not as annoying as she was at the beginning.
He thought.
Or maybe he hated her because he didn't understand her at that time.
If we go back a few days and see her squatting there touching his bird, he still doesn't want the bird, but maybe he will give it to her.
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Liao Lingwen came back from outside with some delicious food hidden in her arms that she had bought for Yu Huan. The kid from the Shen family had been making trouble all the time these days and had exhausted Huanhuan, so she had to give Huanhuan some nourishment.
But as soon as she entered the room, she saw that her precious daughter was sleeping on the table, and the young man in scarlet clothes, who had changed his fierce and domineering appearance in the past, was sitting there idly waiting and playing with chess pieces.
The scene was inexplicably harmonious, and even Liao Lingwen was stunned.
Shen Weichao suddenly realized that she was back, and he seemed to be suddenly awakened, and called out to Yu Huan fiercely.
However, Yu Huan was surprised to find that Shen Weichao was not as noisy as before.
He plays chess more obediently, no longer doing this and that, and his mouth is not as rude as usual.
He seemed to be deliberately restraining himself.
Sometimes she could clearly feel that the words were on the tip of his tongue, but he seemed to look at her, then realized something and swallowed the words back.
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