The two of them are a beautiful sight among the elderly.
They followed the steps, raising their hands and tapping their feet.
Mingfeng and Yunxing were dumbfounded behind them.
"..."
Is this still the superior Fourth Master?
A bit abrupt.
The key point is that Jiang Juyou smiled very happily.
The sunset falling on her eyelashes was so dazzling.
Spinning under Shen Hanli's wrist.
Her smile is particularly contagious.
What the spring breeze blew was not her hair, but Shen Hanli's heart that was about to move.
The old people around applauded them.
At the end of the song, when everyone was taking a rest, someone came over and asked them if they were a couple or a couple?
"We are husband and wife." Jiang Juyou wanted to hold hands with him, and raised his hand to show off to grandma.
Her smile was very sincere, clear and not coy at all.
Shen Hanli was infected by her smile, and there was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.
The two of them played here for a while before going back.
But he didn't go back to Shen's house.
They went back to Rose Manor.
Someone in the park recognized Shen Hanli's identity and was very surprised.
"Isn't that the head of the Shen family? Come to dance in the square? Isn't it a bit against the rules?"
"Is it possible that the Shen family has declined? It shouldn't be, and I haven't received any such news."
"The woman he is holding beside is his wife, she is so pretty."
"It turns out that people like this can also dance in the square. Instantly I feel that this square dance has become more sophisticated."
"Who? Who are they? Tell me quickly. I only recognize the clothes they are wearing. They are expensive anyway."
…
Jiang Juyou couldn't hear their discussion.
After a square dance, she felt much better.
Dinner has been prepared at home.
Because of Meng Yanchao, they didn't even eat the dinner cooked by Shen's mother.
Jiang Juyou resented this deeply.
She couldn't figure out why there was so much lemon essence.
Wouldn't it be better to be more honest as a person?
She slept too much during the day, and when she really wanted to sleep, she couldn't fall asleep.
She pestered Shen Hanli to tell him stories.
He didn't look for a book either. They leaned together and he told a long story.
It's in French.
Jiang Juyou listened with only half-understanding.
Her French is so good, but she can’t understand her?
Why do you think Shen Hanli deliberately said it so that she couldn't understand?
My fingers circled his collar, and suddenly I had a flash of inspiration. I sat up and looked at him expectantly.
"Mr. Shen, when are you free to take me to your school? It's good to miss your youth and experience it."
His voice was particularly brisk, and I even wondered what it was like for him to go to school.
Is this also how people like you?
Love letters must be received with a soft hand, right?
Thinking of this, she began to feel blocked again.
Why didn't you meet such a nice Shen Hanli earlier?
Still missed six years.
I felt a little crazy inside and curled my lips in dissatisfaction.
Shen Hanli looked at the whole process on her face and wanted to laugh a little.
What is this little thing thinking about?
One moment he was very happy, and the next moment he was pouting, maybe thinking of something unhappy.
It's also related to him.
He felt the resentful look in his eyes.
"Okay, don't think about it. My time in school is very short, so I basically just report it. I don't know about the love letters, and I haven't received any of them. Those few are here, but they can't reach my hands."
"If you want to go see it, how about I take you there tomorrow?"
Shen Hanli's palm covered the left side of her face, and the warmth in his palm also made her face turn red.
The dim yellow wall lamp gave her a hazy sense of beauty, with watery light flashing in her eyes.
His heart also boiled.
"Kiss, share half of it with you."
Jiang Juyou wondered, can the kiss be broken?
Is he making excuses?
He leaned forward, firmly grasped her red lips, and copied them carefully.
It's like guarding a valuable item.
Jiang Juyou's pale arms were wrapped around his neck, and her clothes clung to him casually.
The room was cold, but as their breathing became heavier, it also became warmer.
The bright moon hangs high outside the window.
Some people linger.
Some people covered themselves up and cried bitterly.
Everyone has his joy, everyone has his sorrow.
The next day, I was supposed to go to his school with Shen Hanli for a walk, but my whole body ached.
She was wrapped in quilt and it was difficult to bend her fingers.
"Shen Hanli, if you don't want to take me, just say it clearly. There's no need to punish me like this, right?"
Her voice was a little broken when she spoke.
Sneezed heavily.
The quilt was kicked off last night, and she still had a cold and felt light-headed and light-headed.
Shen Hanli came out of the bathroom and was wiping her hair. He walked over and picked her up.
Touch her forehead.
A little hot.
He went to find a temperature gun.
"Didi——"
Temperature gun 39 degrees, red.
It kept dripping.
Jiang Juyou couldn't hold it back and sneezed again.
After she was hit by the virus, her physical fitness deteriorated a lot.
I accidentally caught a bad cold.
"Ah, I have a high fever! Find someone to give me an infusion."
Jiang Juyou huddled under the quilt and had a serious nasal sound.
Shen Hanli did not dare to delay and immediately called the family doctor to treat Jiang Juyou.
The doctor was a little scared when giving the injection.
There is a living King of Hell standing next to him, it would be strange if he is not afraid.
"I come."
Jiang Juyou stretched out her other arm, took the needle and pushed it in.
After the blood returns, pull off the bandage.
She was given the infusion because she didn't want to take the medicine.
The medicine is too bitter.
But the doctor still prescribed medicine for her.
Seeing Shen Hanli bringing the medicine, Jiang Juyou resisted.
"I don't want it, I won't drink it, I'm not sick, I'm a doctor."
She shook her head desperately, unwilling to drink.
The cold medicine in the glass was black.
You can tell at a glance that it is a Chinese patent medicine.
More miserable than her life.
She doesn't want to drink it.
And Shen Hanli still had pills in his hand.
Does she know that if she has a severe cold, she needs so many medicines?
Those who didn’t know better thought his family ran a pharmaceutical factory.