Shen Qinghuan froze in place for a moment, a little at a loss.
After listening to the little secretary say that he and Jian Fan will "feed each other".
According to the little secretary's original words, among all intimate contacts, "mutual feeding" is the most appropriate method for the two of them at this stage.
Not too far away, but also make others feel harmonious.
However, Shen Qinghuan had never even fed Xu Anshen.
The little secretary suddenly didn't know: "Sister Qing Huan, this should be quite simple for you, compared to an actor who wants to do a kissing scene."
As soon as the words fell, the expressions of Shen Qinghuan and Jian Fan were subtle.
The former seemed a little embarrassed, while the latter darkened slightly.
Speaking of this, Shen Qinghuan felt a little ashamed. She had been in the industry for many years, but she still kept her first screen kiss.
However, since the little secretary said so, he definitely didn't investigate Shen Qinghuan's kissing scene carefully.
Shen Qinghuan felt that it was better not to expose such an embarrassing thing, so she smiled a little bit.
"When...Of course, I can, it's very simple!"
As soon as the words fell, Jian Fan's face seemed to turn dark again.
The little secretary had no doubts, but turned her head to look at Jian Fan worriedly.
My own boss has never been so close to a girl, and he is not good at acting.
The little secretary was very worried that his boss's acting was unnatural, so the Motusans and his wife would see some flaws.
Especially, when the little secretary saw the slightly dark face of his own boss, he became even more worried.
Is his own boss also aware of his own problems and feels Alexander.
For a moment, the little secretary was very worried, took advantage of the moment when Jian Fan passed by first, pulled Shen Qinghuan who was a step behind, and whispered a few words.
"Sister Qing Huan, you know that our boss is not good at these things, you have to bring him into the play in a while and help him!"
Shen Qinghuan, who was still hanging in her heart, shuddered when she heard the words, and the pressure in her heart was even greater, but she felt that she had indeed shouldered the responsibility.
If she didn't stand up, Jian Fan would be even less confident.
She can't panic.
Shen Qinghuan took a few deep breaths, maintained her superficial calmness, and walked towards Jian Fan.
Jian Fan's table is not a long western-style table, but an ordinary marble white square table.
But the dining room is huge. Although there are many technological decorations, the dining table is a bit small.
When Shen Qinghuan walked over, she saw the slightly small dining table and was puzzled.
"Why didn't you change to a bigger table?"
Shen Qinghuan remembered that Jian Si's villa had a long western-style table. Although Mr. Jian preferred the traditional Chinese style, I heard that the dining table was also huge.
Although the real purpose of the Motusans couple is to observe the emotional relationship between husband and wife and family, it would be better if the decoration design on the bright side can be perfect.
This time, the little secretary didn't answer, she was slightly taken aback, her eyes unconsciously turned to Jian Fan who had already sat down at the dining table, who was taciturn.
But Jian Fan opened his mouth.
"Because no one will come."
The tone was light, and he said it very calmly.
Shen Qinghuan paused slightly as she walked forward, thinking of the simple and complicated family.
I can sit down and eat a meal quietly, and talk to my family about what I care about.
Such ordinary small, even unsurprising little happiness.
In such a family.
However, it is difficult to achieve.
And she, why...
Shen Qinghuan seemed to have thought of something, her brows and eyes froze for a moment, and then they dimmed slightly.
When she raised her eyes again, she looked at Jian Fan with a little more kindness and gentleness.
Shen Qinghuan silently sat beside Jian Fan, raised his hand and poured a cup of warm lemonade into Jian Fan's empty water glass.
The little secretary was quietly serving dishes on the opposite side.
I don't know if it was Jian Fan's politeness or what, after Shen Qinghuan poured him a cup of warm lemonade, he quietly poured hot milk for Shen Qinghuan.
Shen Qinghuan likes to drink a cup of hot milk when relaxing.
She has never told anyone about this habit, but occasionally she will show it unconsciously when eating with Jian Fan.
Shen Qinghuan looked at the cup full of hot milk in front of him, was slightly startled, looked at Jian Fan from the corner of his eye, and paused.
No one deliberately mentioned the incident just now, but there seemed to be a wordless companionship in the air.
…
But this kind of warmth and silence did not last long.
Because there is a little secretary on the opposite side of the two who is covetous and never forgets her important tasks.
"Boss, Sister Qing Huan, which dish should we practice feeding from?!"
"Couple lung slices?"
"Flesh and blood?"
"Acacia red bean soup?"
"Mandarin duck playing with fish?"
"still… "
Shen Qinghuan became more serious the more she listened.
Both Jian Fan and the little secretary took this matter very seriously. Knowing that the other party was investigating the relationship between husband and wife, even the names of the dishes were based on the names of the couple's dishes.
Shen Qinghuan thought for a while, pointed to the delicate bowl of red bean soup and said.
"Let's start with this."
Now that she decided to do it well, Shen Qinghuan also took the initiative, reached out to grab the empty bowl in front of Jian Fan, and then scooped up two-thirds of the bowl for Jian Fan with a public spoon.
The etiquette of wealthy families is particular, neither too much nor too little.
However, when Shen Qinghuan held up the rice bowl and turned to look at Jian Fan, his movements still paused.
There still needs a period of psychological construction between ideas and practical actions.
At this time, Shen Qinghuan didn't dare to look at Jian Fan either, holding up the small spoon he couldn't get up and down.
After a while, she turned her head to look at the little secretary, a little shyness flashed in her eyes.
"Do you really want to feed? Can't you just pick up vegetables?"
The little secretary said righteously: "Of course not, you don't have to be so tired and crooked in front of the Motusans and his wife, but Sister Qing Huan, think about it, your performance may be at the level of five points, but does the level of five points need ten points?" level of emotion to pave the way."
"You who are studying acting should understand that even if it's just a very ordinary action, if there is a lot of emotion behind it, the effect will definitely be different. If you want to impress the Motusan couple, the intimate appearance Performance is one aspect, but the sweet and deep emotions behind it must be felt by them."
"You and the boss are now a revolutionary friendship, and a revolutionary friendship is not love. Therefore, you have to practice hard so that the relationship can be established in a short period of time. You see, you are starting to falter now, and you will also falter in front of them when the time comes." , won’t it be discovered?”
"This kind of practice behavior also makes you look less like a stranger when you and the boss are in close contact."
The little secretary spoke clearly and logically, and Shen Qinghuan was taken aback for a while. After a few seconds, Shen Qinghuan said sincerely.
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"Little secretary, I think you can apply for a directing department."
The little secretary took the performance as an example, but soon convinced Shen Qinghuan again. She took a deep breath, and once again focused her eyes on the red bean soup in her hand.
She treated this time as acting in her daily life.
Shen Qinghuan, you can do it.
The weather wasn't too cold, and the red bean soup in Shen Qinghuan's hand was still a little hot, and she could feel the burning sensation of her fingertips.
She stirred the red bean soup with a small spoon, then gently scooped up a small spoon, imitating her own mother when she was a child, and blowing gently.
She waited until the temperature was a little more suitable before sending it in the direction of Jian and Traditional.
The little secretary was on the side with a pen on the pink folder, and while she was writing something, she raised her head to observe Shen Qinghuan's movements.
Shen Qinghuan glanced at it from the corner of her eye, but her heart was still a little nervous, so she didn't notice that Jian Fan in front of her eyes slowly straightened her body when her hand was getting closer and closer to his lips.
When she noticed Jian Fan, her hand holding the spoon was already close to Jian Fan's lips.
Unexpectedly, Shen Qinghuan fell into Jian Fan's eyes.
In front of Jian Fan, his eyebrows and eyes are still cold and indifferent, the hot air floating on the lovesickness red bean soup slightly stains his glasses, and coats his cold eyebrows and eyes with a hazy color, which seems to soften a little indifference.
Shen Qinghuan's heart skipped a beat for no reason, and she always felt that Jian Fan in front of her seemed to relax a lot.
This kind of relaxation is like treating her as a close person.
However, Shen Qinghuan thought about Jian Fan's precautions, and thought it was an illusion.
In fact, Shen Qinghuan has no experience in feeding. Because she was a little nervous, she blew the red bean soup for a long time. When she ate it, it tasted slightly cold. It seemed that the taste of the red bean soup was not that good. Even more obvious, there will be a muffled voice.
But when that lazy and cautious voice asked Jian Fan, "Is it good?"
Jian Fan looked at her with dark eyes, and replied lightly, "It's delicious."
The woman in front of her was obviously relieved, the corners of her mouth turned up, as if she was happy and proud after successfully completing the task.
Jian Fan discovered that at this moment, Shen Qinghuan would not hide her dazzling.
Like unconsciousness, it exudes a bright moonlight that makes it difficult to look away.
And Shen Qinghuan, who was recognized, was obviously very happy, and felt that this task was not as difficult as imagined.
As long as... don't always look at Jian Fan.
For some reason, Shen Qinghuan suddenly had this thought.
But soon the little secretary's voice interrupted her thoughts.
"Sister Qinghuan, the angle just now was not warm enough, I think it would be better for you to adjust in this direction..."
"OK."
"Then let's do it again."
With the supervision of the little secretary who strives for perfection, Shen Qinghuan has really given Shen Qinghuan a lot of temper. She was still a little shy at first, but in the feeding again and again, it finally turned into a sculpting of acting skills.
It's just... It's a bit hard for Jian Fan.
Because Shen Qinghuan is still a person who has some memories of time, since Jian Fan felt that the temperature of the first sip was suitable, then she blew for so long each time after that.
Then, he fed Jian Fan one mouthful at a time.
It wasn't until the bottom of the bowl of red bean soup that Shen Qinghuan, who was concentrating on acting, and the little secretary, who was strictly observing, stopped.
As for Jianfan, there is a high probability that she will not want to drink red bean soup in the past few years.
The little secretary quickly wrote an "s" next to Shen Qinghuan's name on the pink folder, and then continued.
"Then next, sister Qing Huan, you and the boss will swap."
"Change the boss to feed you."
When the little secretary said this, he didn't have any thoughts, and even his tone was rigorous and serious, as if he was studying a textbook.
Shen Qinghuan had thickened her skin after going through a lot of tempering just now, and she didn't think there was any problem.
As for Simplified and Traditional…
As indifferent as he is, he won't think there is any problem.
It's just that when the little secretary said that he was going to feed Shen Qinghuan, his beautiful and slender fingers unconsciously tightened slightly.
Considering Shen Qinghuan's star status, she couldn't eat too much, so Jian Fan chose a plate of fruit salad instead.
Fresh mare's milk grapes mixed with peach powder, peach slices, diced bananas, cherry tomatoes, diced apples, etc., then topped with creamy salad dressing, mixed with a few strawberries, the color matching is extremely gorgeous tasty.
Shen Qinghuan was really hungry.
Staring at the fruit salad in Jian Fan's hand, he remained motionless.
But this time, only Jian Fan and Shen Qinghuan were left in the dining room.
Previously, the little secretary who wanted to swear to the death to defend his director's rights suddenly received an important business call. He had no choice but to witness the feeding action of his boss.
He had no choice but to wink at Shen Qinghuan before leaving.
Probably the meaning is similar to what I whispered to her before, just want Shen Qinghuan to give Jian Fan a play.
However, now that Shen Qinghuan was a little hungry, he decided to eat first before talking.
Jian Fan picked a cherry tomato with a small silver fork.
The cook of Jian Fan's family is very careful. Every cherry tomato is carefully slit by him, and a small prunes is stuffed inside.
Shen Qinghuan hadn't eaten like this before, so the cherry tomatoes with prunes were the most in her eyes.
Unexpectedly, Jian Fan went with her, and the first thing she chose was cherry tomatoes.
Shen Qinghuan stared at the cherry tomatoes eagerly, never paying attention to the slightly upward curve of Jian Fan's mouth.
Soon, Jian Fan delivered the cherry tomatoes to Shen Qinghuan's mouth.
Perhaps, it was because Shen Qinghuan was a little greedy.
Maybe it's because Jian Fan moved too fast.
Such an intimate move between the two is smooth and natural.
Shen Qinghuan didn't feel uncomfortable at all.
She didn't notice until she had eaten a few, that after she finished eating one, Jian Fan would immediately give her the second one, with a natural and considerate way of feeding.
Apart from a cold face, there was no resistance in his actions.
Shen Qinghuan murmured in his heart.
It seems that this patent is really important.
Abbot Jane has built his own mind to overcome intimate contact.
The hanging hearts of her and the little secretary can be relaxed a little bit.
While thinking about it, Shen Qinghuan ate mechanically, and when she came to her senses, she had already eaten most of the fruit salad.
What's more, she still noticed that Jian Fan's eyes stopped for a while on the few cherry tomatoes left.
Shen Qinghuan froze for a moment, then seemed to think of something, and suddenly felt blessed in his heart.
Maybe it was because the tableware was not prepared enough, there was only one small fork for eating fruit salad, Shen Qinghuan conveniently put the disposable glove next to her on her right hand.
Then, from the fruit salad bowl, she picked the biggest, reddest and roundest cherry tomato, and placed it in front of Jian Fan.
Like sharing delicious food with friends, he said loudly.
"Here, you can try it too."
Shen Qinghuan's white and tender fingers swayed before Jian Fan's eyes.
The bright red cherry tomatoes, against Shen Qinghuan's fingers, became even whiter, like lychees that had been peeled off.
Translucent, moist and sweet.
Jian Fan paused for a moment with his hand holding the fork, his eyes seemed a little dark.
Shen Qinghuan suddenly didn't realize it.
She had heard that Jian Fan was a bit of a clean freak, and he probably didn't know how to use the forks he had used. Shen Qinghuan thought about putting one in Jian Fan's bowl, and then he found tableware to eat by himself.
Just as she was about to make a move, Jian Fan in front of her suddenly lowered her head.
His lips... brushed over Shen Qinghuan's fingers, and bit the cherry tomato held between her fingertips.
…
The thin and cool lips can feel the soft touch even through plastic disposable gloves.
In this way, he gently slid over Shen Qinghuan's white tender fingertips, and picked off the cherry tomatoes she was holding.
Shen Qinghuan's eyes froze, his fingertips froze in place for an instant, the soles of his feet were warm, and a numbness rushed straight up.
But Shen Qinghuan hadn't realized what was going on, Jian Fan had already left her fingertips, but the soft touch seemed to still stop, making Shen Qinghuan shudder to the point of being at a loss for what to do.
Shen Qinghuan is actually a very conservative person.
They had been together with Xu Anshen for so long before, and neither of them had much intimate contact.
Not to mention, like Jian Fan just now, he is so affectionate and interesting... provocative.
When this word crossed Shen Qinghuan's mind, she subconsciously became even more dazed, and the numbness rushed from her back to her forehead, turning into a reddish earlobe.
What... what's going on here
Jian Fan...he...how could he get involved with this word
he and I…
Shen Qinghuan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her heart couldn't help but thump twice.
At this moment, Jian Fan's slightly cold voice suddenly sounded in his ear.
"Sorry, I'm hungry."
Because, hungry.
So I couldn't hold back and ate it in Shen Qinghuan's hands.
Literally, this is the interpretation of the meaning.
Shen Qinghuan's heartbeat seemed to ease for a moment, although she didn't expect that Jian Fan would have a day when she was eager for food, but thinking about how anxious she was just now, she seemed to be able to understand again.
Shen Qinghuan waved his hand: "What is there to be sorry for, we were just doing feeding exercises, in fact, what you did just now seems to be more subtle, if I were really your girlfriend, I would have been tempted just now."
Shen Qinghuan brought up this topic half-jokingly.
Why half a joke
Because, Shen Qinghuan knew that at that moment just now, her heart was indeed moved.
When Jian Fan heard Shen Qinghuan's words, his brows froze briefly. He seemed to want to say something, but after a while, he swallowed it slowly again.
Now, that's not enough.
However, he really couldn't bear it.
For Shen Qinghuan, I'm hungry.
***
When the little secretary came back, the feeding practice of the two of them had obviously finished. Shen Qinghuan happily gave the little secretary a thumbs-up gesture. Obviously, this feeding practice was very successful.
The little secretary was naturally happy.
After that, according to his pink folder, he continued to implement the three, four, five, six, seven, eight steps of cultivating feelings.
Shen Qinghuan became more and more professional. There were a few times when the little secretary blushed, feeling like she was eating a lot of dog food.
Even the little secretary standing behind the two of them holding hands to look at the stars felt like she was superfluous.
Mainly, the way the two looked at each other.
Sincere, clear, as if there is only each other in this space.
Seeing this, the little secretary had no choice but to give Shen Qinghuan a few thumbs up. It is indeed a treasure-level acting recognized by director Yin Tang and screenwriter Wang Qianqian.
Not only is the self-substitution very strong, but he also played well with his boss. After all, he has never seen his boss look so tenderly at anyone.
At this moment, the little secretary didn't think at all that the boss would like Shen Qinghuan.
In his opinion, his boss is a person who has an extremely accurate self-awareness and is so stubborn that it is impossible to change his mind.
At the beginning, he was so sincere about the cp of his own boss and Shen Qinghuan, but he was denied by the person concerned. His little thoughts have long been mourned, and he didn't want to chase farther and farther on the fruitless cp, and finally be abused Still myself.
Thinking of this, the little secretary couldn't help but look at the two people who matched perfectly even in their backs.
I sighed in my heart.
With such a good match, why is his boss blind, unable to see sister Qing Huan
Many years later, when the little secretary accidentally found out when her boss fell in love with Shen Qinghuan, she was stunned on the spot.
It turned out that he was the one who was blind at the beginning.
Of course, this is something.
Right now, the little secretary thinks that Shen Qinghuan brought Jian Fan into the play, but Shen Qinghuan himself knows it's not.
But she didn't think too much about it, she only thought that Jian Fan was obsessed with patents, and she was also very talented in acting, but she acted so naturally that she almost thought it was real.
…
After practicing tremblingly, nervously and nervously for a day.
The actual combat results were ushered in the next day.
The Motusans made an appointment at nine o'clock.
Shen Qinghuan showed up at Jian Fan's house at eight o'clock.
Because it wasn't a business gathering, and the Motusan couple didn't come to feel the work, so Jian Fan didn't let the little secretary show up after thinking about it for a while.
Sure enough, the smiles on the faces of Motusan and his wife increased a lot after seeing that there were only Jian Fan and Shen Qinghuan at home.
Motusan: "It's so good, it's a lot easier. There was too much battle in the Lin family before, and my wife and I are still a little restrained."
Qiao Wu also nodded and smiled in agreement.
Shen Qinghuan was a little happy, and left a good initial impression from the very beginning.
However, Shen Qinghuan didn't dare to let go. The Lin Sen couple and the head of the Lin family are well-known in the wealthy circle as a loving couple.
Not to mention, she and Jian Fan are not real couples, even if they are real couples, there is a time gap.
The two only concentrated on training for one day, and they didn't know if they could get into the eyes of the Motusans.
This is another problem. Although we know that the Motusan couple value the relationship between husband and wife, but the relationship is a very complicated expression. Specifically, which part of the relationship do they value more.
Even Jian Fan is not sure about this.
So, finally, Jian Fan also said something.
"Do your best and obey the destiny."
To do the best within the scope of one's ability is lucky, if not, there is no regret.
When Shen Qinghuan listened, she couldn't help looking at Jian Fan a few more times.
I remembered that when Xu Anshen took over the business of the Xu Group in the early stage, because some cooperative companies didn't believe him and didn't give him a case, he kept sighing and didn't make too much effort.
High or low, it touches to see from the details.
Shen Qinghuan appreciates open-minded people.
Here, Qiao Wu's voice drew Shen Qinghuan's attention back.
Several people have now walked to the second floor of Jian Fan's residence.
Jian Fan's residence is not a villa or a courtyard house, he bought a building next to the CBD of the imperial capital.
The three floors on the top floor were connected by him to make a high-end residence with a sense of intelligence and technology.
This is very different from the traditional rich second generation, in Jian Fan, it seems that a fresh upward momentum can be seen.
During the period, the Motusan couple saw a lot of high-tech products, some of which were not in the field they were familiar with. Shen Qinghuan was not a professional, but Jian and Fan knew it.
Moreover, he was very careful, and whenever the Motusans and his wife paid more attention to a certain object, he began to explain the function of the object.
Because Motusan and his wife were originally engaged in scientific research, Jian Fan also discussed some specific science and technology with the two.
Professional terms are at your fingertips.
Obviously, Jian and Fan have deep research in the field of science and technology.
Motusang and Qiao Wu glanced at each other and nodded slightly.
In this era, it is another kind of luck to have such young people who work hard and have outstanding vision to lead the way forward.
But what...
The Motusans and his wife tacitly glanced at Shen Qinghuan, who was reserved and polite, and was very ironic in his dealings with others.
…
Although there are only three floors in the simple and traditional residence, each floor incorporates a lot of technological products, including some design concepts, which are also integrated into the construction concept of modern scientific and technological homes. It felt like a few hours had passed.
Soon it will be time for dinner.
Of course it wasn't Shen Qinghuan who cooked, but...it wasn't Jian Fan's chef either.
But... Simplified and Traditional.
At first, when she heard that Jian Fan was cooking, Shen Qinghuan was surprised for a while.
Later, when the little secretary Jianfan was abroad, he cooked by himself all the year round, and after he had cultivated a cooking skill that was not inferior to that of his chef, Shen Qinghuan still didn't believe it.
Until I started to fight Jian Fan personally, I saw Jian Fan's skillful knife skills, precise turning of spoons, skillful operation, and of course the most important thing was the aroma that hooked her stomach.
She believed it, and she believed it so much that she wanted to eat it quickly.
In order to show the harmonious relationship between the two, Shen Qinghuan naturally never leaves Jianfan.
In the kitchen too, she washes vegetables, cuts vegetables briefly and traditionally, although it is the first time for the two to cooperate, they still go back and forth, and they have a very tacit understanding.
Even because it was too tacit several times.
Shen Qinghuan looked at Jian Fan happily, although Jian Fan had no expression on her face, her slightly lowered eyes softened a little.
For a moment, a slightly ordinary and everyday warmth enveloped the two of them.
Through the door, from time to time, the Motusan and his wife, who could see the two busy in the kitchen, looked at each other, showing off their faces slightly, as if they had a heart-to-heart connection.
However, there seemed to be some other reason in the smiles of the two of them, it seemed that it was not just as simple as examining who the patent right was for.
When the dishes were served, the Motusan couple, who were calm throughout the whole process, also showed their first surprise of the day.
Motusan and his wife are from G City. They are famous for their morning tea and some soups.
Because of the complicated craftsmanship, many dishes are not very good at cooking by locals.
But...Jian Fan actually cooked some famous refreshments in G City, and even cooked a pot of soup.
Although I haven't tasted it yet, I know it's good from the appearance and aroma.
At that time, Shen Qinghuan knew that Jian Fan was going to cook local food in G City, and she was as surprised as the Motusang couple.
After Jian Fan really made it, Shen Qinghuan could only say that Jian Fan refreshed his understanding of her again.
The Motusan couple, whose knowledge was also refreshed, picked up a mouthful of red rice sausage with sea prawns and savored it carefully. Their eyes lightened slightly and they nodded frequently.
It wasn't until the plate was cleared that the two were willing to start talking.
"Jian Dong, I didn't expect you to be so good at cooking? Self-taught?"
"I stayed in City G for a while before, and a friend opened a refreshment restaurant. At that time, I learned a few things from him."
"I see. I don't know the name of your friend's store?"
Motusang and his wife thought about Jian Fanxue so much, and they are already in place. It is estimated that the food in the store is even more delicious, and the two of them are greedy.
Jian Fan told them the name of a shop, and the Motusans quickly remembered it.
Shen Qinghuan on the side played the role of a tool person in love with Jian Fanxiu with a smile on her face.
However, Shen Qinghuan originally thought that Jian Fan's quiet nature and her disposition not being good at dealing with scientific researchers would make the scene become cold for a while.
But I never thought that the Motusans were quite talkative.
that is…
Shen Qinghuan couldn't tell, it felt a little weird.
They seem to be extremely concerned about Simplified and Traditional.
Although this is also normal.
But it seems that she is extremely concerned about Jianfan's private life.
For example, they would ask Jian Fan what hobbies he has, whether he is enthusiastic about public welfare activities, and ask Jian Fan some tricky questions about technology.
Even during several conversations, Shen Qinghuan felt that the two of them had the illusion that they were interviewing Jian Fan.
But after all, the Motusan and his wife held the patent power, and Shen Qinghuan regarded those interview-like questions as investigations.
The relationship between Jian Fan and Shen Qinghuan was naturally mentioned in the chat.
Fortunately, Shen Qinghuan and Jian Fan were well prepared. Many of the questions asked by the Motusang couple have been included in the "One Hundred Questions about the Love between the Overlord and the Celebrity Wife" prepared by the little secretary.
Speaking of this matter, Shen Qinghuan unconsciously still wanted to complain about this extremely earthy name.
When Shen Qinghuan got the folder, her eyelids trembled.
Zhi Zhi asked the little secretary why she chose such a name.
It is only natural for the little secretary to speak righteously.
"This is the question I have summed up after studying hundreds of romance novels about Ba Zong and celebrity wives."
"Of course we must be worthy of the providers of this theme, and we must give them the title."
"Then... shouldn't you put their book titles on it?"
The little secretary patted her chest: "Of course, please read the appendix with the title on the last page."
Shen Qinghuan turned to the last page.
Sure enough, I saw the title of the book, the name of the author, and even... a brief introduction.
Those who didn't know thought it was the book list of the little secretary and Shen Qinghuan Anli.
The title of the book may be the same, but the introduction is full of flowers.
What…
Overlord chasing his wife to the crematorium, wife star running with the ball
Overlord loses memory, meets 18th-line star, turns into assistant
Mr. Ba has been secretly in love with Bai Fumei star for many years, and the variety show touches porcelain to chase love
Celebrity pretends to be a little secretary for a play, gets close to boss and gets sanctioned (18.jin)
…
Shen Qinghuan suspected with reasonable grounds that this was the book list given to her by the little secretary.
After all, ahem... There are so many, she really wants to watch them, especially those 18 and so on.
But it's also a blessing that the little secretary is ready.
The two should have survived without any danger.
Say yes.
There is an uncertainty.
The reason was because the Motusans would ask questions that were beyond the scope of the little secretary.
But there are policies above and countermeasures below.
The three of them also anticipated this situation and discussed a set of countermeasures.
Let Jian Fan start, and then Shen Qinghuan added.
This method fully allowed the two of them to make use of their strengths and avoid their weaknesses, with fewer simple and complicated words, and a general concept to sort out the context for Shen Qinghuan.
Shen Qinghuan has acted in many scenes, once there is a context, it is easier to fill in the backbone of the plot.
Therefore, the two of them came and went, but they matched just right.
However, there seemed to be too much drama in the answers to some questions, and the expressions of the Motusans and his wife were a little strange.
Like believe it, but also like not believe it.
Shen Qinghuan was a little nervous at first, but after the meal, the Motusang couple's attitude towards her and Jian Fan became better and better, which made her feel a little more at ease.
The arrangements for the afternoon were unremarkable, very much in line with the tone of the wealthy circle.
The four went to play a round of golf.
According to the previous procedures of the Motusan and his wife at the Lin family, a few people will have dinner with them, and today's role-playing is over.
Shen Qinghuan's professional smirk persisted until the end of the dinner.
I thought in my heart that after sending the Motusans and his wife away, I would hurry home and take a comfortable milk bath to soothe my tense nerves today.
Can…
"I heard that at Jian Dong's house, the starry sky on the top floor at night is a bit of a quiet beauty in the midst of the city's hustle and bustle. I wonder if we, the husband and wife, are honored to have a look?"
Jian Fan's slightly lowered eyes paused.
Shen Qinghuan's professional smirk also froze.
The implication is that Motusang and his wife want to stay at Jian Fan's place tonight.
Can they say no
"No..." Jian Fan glanced at Shen Qinghuan, whose smile froze from the corner of his eye, and frowned, obviously wanting to refuse.
But Shen Qinghuan came back to her senses quickly, and said first: "Of course."
Then he licked Jian Fan's arm, and said with a sweet smile, "What do you think, Jian Fan?"
Of course, the moment Shen Qinghuan turned his head to look at Jian Fan, in a direction that Motusang and his wife couldn't see, he quickly winked at Jian Fan.
Jian Fan stared at Shen Qinghuan for a while with a somewhat anxious expression, and after a few seconds, he said calmly.
"All right."
Jian Fan asked Motusan and his wife to go up and choose a room first.
The two of them stayed in the living room.
After making sure that the Motusan couple will not go downstairs during this time period, nor will they hear the conversation between the two.
Only then did Jian Fan push the slightly cool glasses, and said with a cautious expression.
"Why did you agree?"
"You know saying yes means..."
"I know." Shen Qinghuan interrupted Jian Fan, she was holding a cup of hot milk, which Jian Fan gave her just now.
"I know that my promise means that I will stay tonight and I will... live in the same room as you."
Since the Motusan couple's main consideration this time is the relationship between husband and wife and family.
Shen Qinghuan and Jian Fan are now just a couple relationship, or a fake relationship, and their status is much weaker than that of the Lin family.
In the previous acting, I don't know if I can get away with it.
If the Motusans and his wife still find out that they do not live together, they will definitely have doubts, or they will think that the relationship between the two is not too deep, at least not as deep as the two couples of the Lin family.
The patent right of smart home may not be taken down.
Shen Qinghuan's slender fingers gently picked the milk cup.
She wants to help Jian Fan.
She wants to return the simple and traditional human feelings.
Otherwise, you really owe more and more.
Shen Qinghuan, who hated owed favors very much, insisted on the principle this time as before.
However, she was also a little confused about why she was so persistent this time.
Jian Fan still frowned slightly.
Shen Qinghuan took a sip of the milk, the warm taste of milk spread on the tip of her tongue, she continued: "Abbot Jane, it's just the same room, not the same bed, I don't mind, so what do you mind?"
Speaking of this, Shen Qinghuan seemed to think of something, smiled, took a step forward, and with one free hand, gently pulled up Jian Fan's sleeve, glanced at his Dharma cufflinks, and smiled.
"Here, you see, I have called you Abbot Jane, I believe you will be worthy of your title."
Speaking of which, Shen Qinghuan really wasn't worried about what Jian Fan could do to her at all.
Jian Fan is notorious for not being close to women, he was so guarded against her getting close before, if Jian Fan had any plans for her, her name would be written upside down.
However, Shen Qinghuan frowned at the thought of Jian Fan's defense against her before, and after a while, he seemed to suddenly realize, and said in surprise.
"You...you don't still suspect that I have any plans for you, do you?"
Shen Qinghuan has always wanted to find an opportunity to explain to Jian Fan, but she took the initiative and immediately denied Sanlian seriously.
I'm not, I'm not, don't get me wrong.
In order to convince Jianfan, Shen Qinghuan omitted the few times when she was slightly shaken by Jianfan's beauty, and sincerely confessed her recognition of her partner Jianfan. , but the night had stained Jianfan's face, and it seemed to be getting darker and darker.
Just when Shen Qinghuan was about to swear by raising his finger, Jian Fan glanced at Shen Qinghuan's raised finger, and his voice was slightly muffled.
"No, I believe it."
Shen Qinghuan didn't realize it, and only regarded this matter as finally understood, and the misunderstanding between her and Abbot Jane was also resolved.
The beautiful Danfeng eyes were shining brightly, and she seemed to be in a good mood, holding the warm hot milk in her hand and saying.
"Now that the misunderstanding is resolved, I'll go up and have a look at your bedroom first."
After finishing speaking, Shen Qinghuan walked upstairs.
And Jian Fan stared at Shen Qinghuan's thin and handsome back, slightly lowered his brows, and his suppressed emotions surged slightly.
…
When Jian Fan went upstairs, Shen Qinghuan had already divided the area between the two of them.
Shen Qinghuan was very conscious, she didn't snatch the bed just because she was a girl, instead she took the sofa next to the bed.
Hearing the sound of the door opening and closing, Shen Qinghuan, who was spreading the sofa, raised her head subconsciously.
I saw Jian Fan come in.
She immediately pointed to the bed.
"Abbot Jane, I will treat you well, the big bed is reserved for you."
Jian Fan looked at Shen Qinghuan's fingers.
Not only did I see the bed, but I also saw the sofa...and the wall of books piled up between the beds.
Not high, but it clearly separates the relationship between the two.
Jian Fan pursed her lips slightly, and her dark eyes became even more turbulent.
His voice was low and cold.
"I'll give you the bed, I'll sleep on the sofa."
Shen Qinghuan was still spreading the sofa and didn't look back.
"How can this be done, you are the master, and this sofa is big enough for me to sleep on, but you may not be able to stretch out on this sofa."
It is very simple and complex.
Just like when Shen Qinghuan clarified that she would never like Jian Fan's words, every sentence said that the two are partners, if there is any emotion, it will definitely cause Jian Fan's troubles, she is very sensible, this situation will definitely not happen, He also asked Jian Fan to let go of one hundred and twenty hearts.
Seeing Shen Qinghuan like this, Jian Fan's brows became a little more irritable.
Taking a few steps forward, she stopped Shen Qinghuan from spreading the sofa.
"I want to sleep on the sofa, you go to bed."
Shen Qinghuan's quilt was pulled by Jian Fan, she was not strong enough, indeed she couldn't pull Jian Fan, she subconsciously spoke with a smile.
"Abbot Jane, why are you still making trouble today? Like a child..."
When she said the last sentence, Shen Qinghuan raised her head, and when her smiling Danfeng eyes touched Jian Fan's dark and focused eyes, she unconsciously froze.
A beat slower, bringing out the ending sound.
"… Same."
Although he still had the same indifferent expression, his tall nose still wore cold lenses, and the eyes under the lenses still looked ruthless.
But... when those eyes fell on her, Shen Qinghuan seemed to notice something strange.
It was like an electric shock, Shen Qinghuan's heart felt numb for a moment, making her unable to think for a while.
She could only see Jian Fan's dark eyes approaching her bit by bit, and there seemed to be something hidden in those dark eyes.
Somewhat like the sea of night that Shen Qinghuan had seen before.
It is dark, quiet but hidden with danger.
It was so dangerous that Shen Qinghuan should instinctively want to escape.
But the strange thing was that at that moment, Shen Qinghuan's feet seemed to be planted on the ground, without any intention of moving.
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Just let Jian Fan approach her.
condescending.
Jian Fan covered the light above his head.
The tall figure blocked it, and seemed to want to occupy all of Shen Qinghuan's sights domineeringly and stubbornly.
Shen Qinghuan's eyelashes couldn't help trembling slightly.
The tip of her nose could smell the faint tea fragrance mixed with sandalwood on Jian Fan's body.
She is not a person who is obsessed with smell.
However, at that moment, she felt that Jian Fan's smell was the best she had ever smelled.
Jian Fan slightly lowered her eyes, and the distance between their faces seemed to be gradually shortening.
Nostrils seem to be slightly hooked.
close.
close.
close.
Getting closer.
It seems that as long as Jian Fan lowers his head and Shen Qinghuan raises his head slightly, the lips and teeth of the two will touch.
"Boom!"
Accompanied by the sound of door opening and footsteps.
"Jian Dong, I see that your door is open, so let's take the liberty of..."
The words of the Motusang couple stopped abruptly, when they saw the picture of Jian Fan and Shen Qinghuan leaning their heads very close together.
However, as soon as their words came out, the two people who were very close to each other took a few steps back in an instant.
The Motusans and his wife glanced at each other, their eyes flashed with embarrassment, but more often they seemed to be flickering with gossip.
"Did we... disturb the two of you?"
Jian Fan looked away slightly, Shen Qinghuan spoke first in a panic.
"No...no, we're just laying...cleaning up, don't bother me if there's anything."
Because she was too nervous, she almost talked about laying out the sofa. From the corner of her eye, Shen Qinghuan caught a glimpse of the "3.8" book wall that she had piled up just now, and hurriedly stood forward again, trying to block the book wall with her body.
The Motusan couple obviously didn't believe it, and they were a little narrow-minded.
"Yeah?"
Shen Qinghuan laughed a few times, and insisted: "Of course."
Then he quickly changed the subject and said, "Is there anything you want to do with us?"
"It's like this. My wife and I found out that if you use the skylight to look at the stars, Mr. Jian's room is the best. I heard that there will be a meteor shower at 12 o'clock tonight. I wonder if it is convenient for Mr. Jian to let us stay until 12 o'clock?"
It seems that when this request was made, the Motusans themselves felt that it was a little too much, and there was a slight embarrassment across their faces, and there was always a sense of disobedience when they said this sentence.
It didn't seem like a request that these two people could make, but they did.
Shen Qinghuan herself was a little confused and didn't pay attention for a while, but Jian Fan behind him seemed to have stabilized her mind, and looked at the Motusang couple who made the request strangely.
But Shen Qinghuan is not the owner of the house, and it is not easy to make decisions for Jian Fan, and she dare not even look at him now.
Fortunately, after a while, Jian Fan's slightly cold voice sounded faintly.
"good."
There are still a few hours before 12 o'clock.
It was impossible for the four of them to sit still, but in the end...instead, a new skill was unexpectedly unlocked.
Play majiang.
Shen Qinghuan did not expect that the hobby of Motusang and his wife turned out to be playing mahjong.
It was also unexpected that Jianfan's room really had a mahjong table and mahjong.
Of course, what I didn't expect was that a native of the imperial capital, a native of Nancheng, and two natives of G City, four people would love to play Shudi mahjong.
Bloody battle to the end!
When Shen Qinghuan was drawing the cards, he couldn't consciously imagine that if Wang Ganqian found out about it, he would say that the two of them were not righteous enough, so they didn't bring him to play mahjong.
For a moment of distraction, Shen Qinghuan released a "Tongzi Shengzhang", Jian Fan glanced at it, but quickly retracted it, and did not make any move.
Motusang and his wife are good at counting cards, and they understand Jianfan's eyes.
After a few more rounds, Motusang also played a "Tong Zi Sheng Zhang", which was related to what Shen Qinghuan had just played.
What Shen Qinghuan played was "three barrels", and what Motusang played was "six barrels".
If someone has "four barrels and five barrels" in his hand, he can win three barrels and six barrels when other cards are all straight.
"Hu." Jian Fan's faint voice came, and took away Motusang's six cylinders.
The defeated Motusan didn't look unhappy, but the corners of his lips curled up slightly, as if he had discovered something.
Sure enough, when the round came to an end, the other three players all played their cards and began to show their cards.
What Jian and Fan Hu refer to are "three tubes" and "six tubes".
But he didn't want Shen Qinghuan's "three tubes", but Motusang's "six tubes".
Motusang and Qiao Wu knew what was going on at a glance, but they smiled and said nothing.
On the other hand, Shen Qinghuan...
But there are no lovers in the casino.
She always eats Jian Fan, even if it's a small card, she will eat Jian Fan's guns.
She was even faintly happy that she was able to win money from Jian Fan.
However, Jian Fan was not angry at all, the action of offering Shen Qinghuan chips was quick and skillful, as if playing with...Shen Qinghuan pampering her.
Shen Qinghuan was so immersed in the joy of making money playing mahjong that he didn't realize it, but the Motusang couple were bystanders, and the smiles on their brows grew brighter.
When the Motusans and his wife came in, the skylight had already been opened by Jianfan.
When it was almost 12 o'clock, I don't know who suddenly said something.
"Hey! There are really shooting stars."
Several people raised their heads together.
In the night sky as thick as ink satin, a long white comet trailed across the sky in an instant.
At first it was just one or two, then three or four, five or six...more and more...
The grand meteor shower is surrounded by square skylights, forming the best platform for stargazing.
Shen Qinghuan subconsciously opened her eyes wide, this was the first time she saw a meteor shower.
When she was a child, she heard from her mother that she should make a wish when she saw a shooting star. She didn't know if it would work, but it was always good to try.
Shen Qinghuan rubbed her hands, excitedly wanting to make a wish.
Can…
Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of the Motusan couple who were gazing at the stars with appreciative eyes and had no intention of making a wish at all, and put down their hands a little embarrassedly.
It seems a bit naive to make a wish in front of a big man who is dedicated to scientific research.
Jian Fan has always paid attention to Shen Qinghuan's movements, and the movement of her rubbing her hands and putting them down naturally caught his attention.
Jian Fan raised her chin slightly, and glanced at the meteors falling all over the sky.
Gently raised his hand, folded his palms together, and slightly closed his eyes, as if making a wish.
Seeing that Jian Fan suddenly made a wish, Motusan and his wife were a little surprised. In the impression that Jian Fan, who focuses on the development of science and technology, did not believe this.
But soon, they saw Shen Qinghuan beside Jian Fan with excited eyes shining, imitating Jian Fan's appearance, clasped his hands together, and began to make a wish towards the shooting star.
Motusang and his wife were right behind them, looking at Jian Fan and Shen Qinghuan's slightly approaching backs, they all lowered their heads and made a wish.
Outside the skylight above the head, beautiful and bright meteors kept passing by.
It seems to pave the way for the most bright and dazzling background for this pair of caring people.
This scene is beautiful, quiet, and moving.
Motusang was startled, and unconsciously took out his mobile phone to freeze the beauty of the two of them.
Afterwards, the Motusan couple glanced at each other, and quietly left the room without disturbing the two who were quietly making a wish under the meteor.
The Motusan couple returned to their room, with a smile on their faces as if they had completed the task, and sent the photo they just took to someone.
After thinking about it, I typed a word.
"Jian and Fan are very good, and their relationship is also very good."
"Shen Qinghuan won't be bullied."
…
But in a few hours.
Shen Qinghuan stared blankly at Jian Fan with startled eyes, stiff body and flushed ears.
Also thinking about it.
Have you been bullied
***
Things rewind to a few hours ago.
When Shen Qinghuan opened his eyes, he realized that Motusang and his wife left without knowing when.
Shen Qinghuan and Jian Fan were left in the room.
Although playing mahjong and watching the meteor shower were interspersed in the middle, when there were only two of them left, the strange feeling when the two of them approached before hit Shen Qinghuan's heart again.
Shen Qinghuan's eyes flickered, and from the corner of her eye she glanced at Jian Fan who was arranging the books.
He seemed calm.
It was so calm that it seemed that they had forgotten the approach of the two before.
Thinking of that scene again, Shen Qinghuan's heart still couldn't help beating.
She couldn't help but think, when Jian Fan approached...
What does he want to do
But Shen Qinghuan didn't dare to think too much, if something happened, or if Jian Fan found her...
found her... what
At this moment, Shen Qinghuan's mind went blank.
She froze and stood up in an instant.
"I'm going to take a shower."
After leaving these words, Shen Qinghuan entered the bathroom in an instant and locked the lock.
Shen Qinghuan had talked to Jian Fan earlier, Jian Fan said his bathroom was fine, and even taught Shen Qinghuan how to use it.
Shen Qinghuan stripped herself clean by using the method in memory.
Then step into the bath with white and jade-like milk.
The hot spring water-like jacuzzi, the moment Shen Qinghuan stepped into it, automatically began to massage her back.
Shen Qinghuan's originally stiff body also slowly relaxed.
Her blank mind also relaxed slightly.
It's just that Shen Qinghuan originally wanted to take advantage of this relaxing time to sort out her messy thoughts.
But because the massage in the bathtub is too comfortable.
Not long after, Shen Qinghuan's eyelids began to fight.
Just like that, he slowly fell asleep in the warm bathtub.
Jian Fan outside the bathroom, sitting by the bed, picked up the last book that Shen Qinghuan had piled up on the wall.
This book is not a simple book.
The title of the book is extremely romantic and bloody, and it seems that the little secretary accidentally left it behind.
Jian Fan glanced at it casually, and then wanted to stuff it under the desk.
But somehow, he stretched out his hand, but slowly retracted it.
That novel is still in his hand.
The title of the book reads "The Overlord Conquers the Cold Female Star".
It's just that Jian Fan didn't seem to read carefully, didn't pay attention, there was a line of small characters written on the bottom corner of the side of the cover.
18. Jin
***
Jian Fan casually opened a page.
After reading only a few lines, he "teng" and closed the book.
His face was cloudy and uncertain.
Just at this time, the little secretary called.
Simple and traditional pick up.
The little secretary's concerned voice sounded instantly: "Boss, boss, boss, what's going on? Do the Motusans and his wife trust you? Is my "One Hundred Questions about the Love between the Overlord and the Female Celebrity" come in handy? "
Jianfan gave a slight "hmm".
The little secretary was visibly relieved, and his boss said yes, this matter will most likely be accomplished.
At this time in the past, the little secretary hung up the phone knowingly.
But today the little secretary didn't hang up in a hurry, instead he hesitated a bit.
Jian Fan frowned: "I have something to say."
The little secretary "coughed" twice, obviously feeling embarrassed and a little twisted: "Boss, it's like this, I have a book left for you, and the title of the book is "The Overlord Ji Li Gu Lu Female Star", no Do you know if you saw it?"
The title of the book was too embarrassing, and the little secretary omitted a few words unclearly, and I was embarrassed to say it.
Jian Fan rubbed the center of his brows, and just wanted to say that he saw it, and find a time to send it to the little secretary.
But the little secretary's voice sounded again: "Other books are fine, this book is a best-seller on this subject, I heard that cold-hearted female stars like it, especially..."
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He continued: "Anyway, this book is very important to me. Boss, please tell me if you read it."
After the little secretary finished speaking, Jian Fan on the other end of the phone seemed to be silent for a while.
After a few seconds.
Jian Fandao.
"Auntie lost it yesterday."
Ignoring the little secretary's wailing, Jian Fan hung up the phone indifferently.
He tapped twice on the page he was holding between his fingers.
After a while, he got up to light the lamp next to the desk, and then quietly began to flip through the book.
Start with the first page.
About an hour passed.
During this period, Jian Fan's expression changed unpredictably, and finally became faintly complicated.
He didn't finish reading. He clamped his fingers on a certain page, raised his wrist, and looked at his watch.
One o'clock.
Jian Fan closed the book and turned to look at the locked bathroom door.
Silently, somewhat quietly scary.
He put down the book and took a few steps towards the bathroom.
Called Shen Qinghuan twice.
But...no response.
Jian Fan frowned involuntarily.
He knows that the bathtub system in his home will automatically stop dispensing hot water after forty minutes. If it is not added manually, there will be no water and no heating.
The water in the bathtub will gradually cool down.
Jian Fan stood outside the door and listened carefully to the movement inside, but there was no sound of water.
He called Shen Qinghuan twice more, and even knocked on the door a few times.
There is no response.
Jian Fan had some idea in his mind, guessing that Shen Qinghuan might have fallen asleep.
His brows tightened instantly.
With the speed at which the water temperature is getting colder, if Shen Qinghuan stays for a while longer, he will probably get sick.
Although the simple and traditional bathroom can be locked inside.
But because Jian Fan's home is all smart homes, he can unlock the bathroom door with his fingerprint.
He could go in and wake Shen Qinghuan up.
only…
A few passages from the novel he just read suddenly appeared in Jian Fan's mind.
Her snow-white body, ti, was facing away from him, beautiful shoulders, slender waist, faintly visible qi, fu, and bright and round qia. tun…
In the bathroom, she is extraordinarily charming, with tiny feet. Zhi slides gently on the ground, stained with water, so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off, it's so beautiful...
Jian Fan's throat twitched slightly, and his hands rested on the door, a little stiff.
In the end, he still didn't use his fingerprint to unlock it, but knocked harder on the door.
I don't know how long it has passed.
Suddenly there was some movement inside.
Jian Fan's tense body was slightly relaxed, as if she was grateful, and...as if she had some other emotions.
But his body wasn't completely relaxed yet.
In the bathroom, a woman suddenly screamed.
"ah!!!!!!!"
Jian Fan's body was quicker than he could think, and he pressed the hand on the fingerprint combination lock instantly, his eyebrows and eyes were obviously stained with worry and anxiety.
As soon as Jian Fan entered, she still hadn't seen clearly what was going on inside.
Suddenly, a figure leaped out of the dense and humid air, and plunged into his arms with the warm milky fragrance and moisture.
at the same time…
There is also a large dazzling snow. Bei.
Jian Fan's pupils opened slightly, and his whole body was completely stiffened in place.