Shen Yuhan had been out with Shan Qihuan a few times, but this was the first time she introduced someone of the same age to him. He looked at the couple in curiosity, because it turned out that these people were her husband's classmates.
As a young man from a prominent family, Shen Yuhan was extremely polite in everything he did. He hoped that he would not bring shame to Shan Qihuan or to all the members of the Shen family.
He asked them with a toothy smile, the angle of his smile was very precise.
Shan Qihuan looked at the amazement in his old classmate's eyes, and his vanity was extremely satisfied.
Jiang Ruolin and Wen Yan also introduced themselves.
This is how Shen Yuhan got to know Shan Qihuan's high school classmate and quietly broke into his life.
When Grandpa Jiang came back from the bathroom, he saw his grandson and granddaughter-in-law. He didn't take up much of their time. He had played a few games of chess with Shen Yuhan before, winning and losing, and was in a very good mood. He said he was a little tired and went back to his room to rest, leaving the space to the young people.
When old colleagues meet, they can't help but reminisce the past.
Shen Yuhan sat next to her husband. Although she didn't understand the life of modern high school students and couldn't join in the conversation, she could choose to listen quietly.
In fact, Jiang Ruolin and Shan Qihuan have always had a rather ordinary personal relationship. They each had different circles of friends during their school years, and after graduation, they were busy with their own things and saw each other relatively seldom. There have been several years in between, and they are even more strangers now.
But today's gathering has brought the three of them closer together.
Shan Qihuan remembered that when they graduated from high school, Jiang Ruolin and Wen Yan didn't seem to be together yet, or maybe they were together, and he didn't know.
After Mr. Jiang returned to the house, the four of them stayed in the tea room to chat.
Jiang Ruolin filled the teapot with water and heated it. Wen Yan poured out the previously brewed tea leaves in the teapot and poured new tea leaves in.
The steps they take to make tea are pretty casual.
"Were you two dating behind our backs in high school?" Shan Qihuan asked, expressing his doubts from that time, "I always felt that you two were very special at that time."
"We also knew that we were on the same list at the time," Jiang Ruolin said. "We studied very hard to get into the same university as him. I felt like I was going crazy, but we ended up getting into the same university."
Wen Yan smiled and pushed up his glasses: "Let you practice on weekdays."
Jiang Ruolin and Wen Yan have been together for many years, and their feelings are still as strong as their first love. The looks between them are very deceptive.
Shen Yuhan was familiar with them, so he sat aside and observed what modern couples were like.
But he didn't notice any difference after observing them over and over again. He could see that Wen Yan was the receiver, and Wen Yan was the same as Andi. He was no different from Jiang Ruolin and his husband. He was just a man, and every move he made was quite imposing. He was definitely the type that could be called a handsome man.
Shen Yuhan was a little confused. Could this be the relationship between two men
Wen Yan noticed Shen Yuhan's clear gaze and took care of his emotions: "Does Yuhan usually drink tea at home?"
Shen Yuhan subconsciously thought of the Qi country's way of making tea: "We drink it, but it's not that simple."
"How do you drink it?" They actually know a lot about tea, as most of the time their elders drink it, so they drink a little too. They also follow their elders in making tea, as simple as it can be, and they don't really like making it.
"We drink lei cha at home, and the process is relatively complicated." He looked at Shan Qihuan, "We didn't buy these tools at home."
Shan Qihuan did know that Shen Yuhan also knew how to make tea, and he didn't pay much attention to him: "I'll buy it later." He explained to his old classmate, "We just moved in together, and many things are not yet fully purchased."
Shen Yuhan asked Shan Qihuan for advice: "How about we invite you two to our house for tea next time? I'll make you the tea I used to drink, which is called Lei Cha."
Wen Yan was the first to agree: "Lei Cha? I've been talking about it for a long time, but I've never tried it. Can you make it?"
Shen Yuhan smiled modestly and said, "My cooking is just average, so don't despise me when you have a drink."
"Yes, it's rare that there are still people who know how to make lei cha nowadays. You make me want to try it now." Wen Yan felt particularly attracted to Shen Yuhan the first time he saw him. He had an enviable temperament, so he couldn't help but want to be friends with him. He didn't expect that he would talk to him like this. He really took advantage of Dan Qihuan.
"It's today. When we get busy in a while, please come over for dinner." Shan Qihuan arranged a time for Shen Yuhan.
Jiang Ruolin said, "Okay, compared to eating out, home-cooked meals are more suitable for me. I almost vomited after eating bread for 10 years abroad."
A topic about tea made Shen Yuhan gradually integrate into the group of Shan Qihuan and the other two. This was probably the art of socializing. Even if he was the most central person, he would be ignored by others.
Later, Shen Yuhan took over the job of making Kung Fu tea. He not only knew how to pound tea, but also knew a little bit about the tea ceremony.
After receiving the imperial edict to marry the King of Chu, the palace maid also sent a nanny to teach him the tea art of Chu, which is similar to the modern tea-making process.
Shen Yuhan found that the content of the conversation among the three of them was becoming more and more incomprehensible. Jiang Ruolin and Shan Qihuan were all talking about things related to company management.
Although Wen Yan majored in architectural design, he was a modern man and was often with Jiang Ruolin, so he could understand everything from what he saw and heard. However, he was not interested in these things and had no interest in them. Then he began to appreciate Shen Yuhan making tea.
Yes, Shen Yuhan’s tea-making process is as smooth as flowing water and quite pleasing to the eye.
While Shan Qihuan was talking, he would occasionally turn his head to look at Shen Yuhan, who was conscientiously making tea. The word "tranquil" can be used to describe him.
When doing something she likes, the corners of Shen Yuhan's lips will slightly rise. This natural yet forced smile is very touching.
He poured out the old cold tea, replaced the four porcelain cups with freshly brewed tea, picked up the cups with his hands and handed them to Shan Qihuan.
"Husband, yours."
When he called Shan Qihuan "husband", it was very natural and did not make Jiang Ruolin and Wen Yan feel greasy or uncomfortable.
Jiang Ruolin nudged Wen Yan with his thigh, and in his heart he envied Shan Qihuan very much, and whispered: "When will you call me that in front of my friends?"
Wen Yan pulled the corner of his mouth and gestured: Brother Wuen.
"Thank you." Shan Qihuan carefully took the tea handed to him by Shen Yuhan, and it seemed to taste the same as before.
After sitting for a long time, one will inevitably want to stretch his muscles. Shen Yuhan wanted to go to the bathroom, but Wen Yan said that he wanted to go too. Because this was an old-style house and there was no teahouse on this side, it was in the next yard. Shen Yuhan must have gone there on his way, so Wen Yan went there as well.
Take a walk around the garden.
Shen Yuhan said to Shan Qihuan: "My dear husband, I'm going to go."
Shan Qihuan only said one sentence: "Put on a coat."
"Yeah." Shen Yuhan stood up gracefully and put on his coat.
When it comes to comparing whose wife is more gentle, Jiang Ruolin lost from the beginning to the end. After they left, he asked Shan Qihuan with great envy: "Hey, hey, hey, how did you get such a good wife? You are always put first in everything, and your opinion is asked for everything." No matter how you look at it, Shen Yuhan is completely devoted to Shan Qihuan, so he needs to learn from him. Even after getting married now, he is still worried that Wen Yan will be chased away by others.
How could Shan Qihuan tell the truth to Jiang Ruolin? He said half-truthfully, "That's it. Give him whatever he wants. Just keep coaxing him."
Jiang Ruolin began to seriously learn: "How to coax her?"
Shan Qihuan: "Does Wen Yan like to cry?"
Jiang Ruolin said in distress: "How could he cry? He got into a fight in high school and broke his wrist, but he didn't shed a single tear. He even beat the other person so hard that he cried for his parents."
Shan Qihuan also envied him for not having to coax people: "I remember this. It's very difficult to coax people. It's very troublesome to coax people." He began to talk about his numerous experiences of coaxing people, "You carefully selected the gifts he liked, but this was not the most troublesome. The most troublesome thing was that you had to go shopping when you were on a business trip. If you didn't buy the gifts he liked, he might still be angry with you after he returned. The last time I made him angry, he now turned on the front camera when he video chatted with me. You said he was very difficult to coax."
Jiang Ruolin leaned back and exclaimed, "It seems that your wife is so difficult to please, but she gives you everything." She looks like she has a bad temper, but she is actually very hot-tempered.
Shan Qihuan shrugged and sighed: "He is giving me face, so no matter what Wen Yan says, there is no need to coax him."
Jiang Ruolin was actually convinced by him: "It seems so."
Shan Qihuan said sincerely: "Don't be blessed when you are in a blessed situation."
In fact, Jiang Ruolin also wanted to return this sentence to Shan Qihuan, but he felt a headache when he thought about buying gifts. It seemed that he was a little better than the other party, and at least Wen Yan had no special requirements for buying gifts.
Their people were talking here about how to serve their wives, while Wen Yan and Shen Yuhan's people didn't mention them at all.
After coming out of the bathroom, the person came over from another path planted with plants.
Shen Yuhan knows all the plants in the garden very well, and knows much more than Wen Yan, who lives here all the time.
Wen Yanyou praised: "You are really amazing. I know the names of so many plants."
"My family used to have a garden, so I know a little about it. I've been taking a flower arrangement class recently, and I know a lot about flowers. Brother Wen Yan, what do you do?" Shen Yuhan and Wen Yan felt very comfortable walking together. Although they were both men, he didn't have that masculine feel that Shan Qiyun's uncle did.
Wen Yan said: "As for me, I am an architectural designer, specializing in designing high-rise buildings for others."
"You must know a lot about architecture." Shen Yuhan's eyes were full of admiration, "It would be great if you could design houses for people to live in."
Wen Yan was amused by his innocence: "I am still learning. I came here to help when the garden was being renovated. I can tell you which dynasty the window grilles are from. However, I am just showing off my skills in front of professionals."
"Don't underestimate yourself. You have your own career and can make money to support yourself, which is great." Perhaps the more Shen Yuhan understood modern common sense recently, the more he realized that modern people are very independent. Both men and women will work and make money to support themselves. This is also his future goal.
The people stopped in front of a tree close to the teahouse. Wen Yan and Shen Yuhan told the origin of the garden and the difficulties in its renovation. Shen Yuhan was amazed again and again. After coming to the modern era, Wen Yan was the first person to talk to him so much.
A dead leaf fell on Shen Yuhan's head, and Wen Yan helped him take it away.
Shan Qihuan and Jiang Ruolin, who were standing at the window of the tea room chatting, saw this scene at the same time.
Under a camellia tree, a beauty turned her head to face a handsome man. The man picked dead leaves for the beauty. They were talking and laughing, like a pair of immortal lovers.
This scene is refreshing to watch at any time, but not including now.
Shan Qihuan tightened his lips and said, "I think it's too cold outside, so I asked them to go back inside."
Jiang Ruolin agreed: "Yes, it's time to have dinner. Wen Yan and I will go call Grandpa!"
After having dinner at the Jiang family, Shan Qihuan took Shen Yuhan and hurriedly got into the car to go home, feeling inexplicably anxious.
Wen Yan also wanted to communicate more with Shen Yuhan about how to grow flowers and plants.
"Why are you walking so fast?" Wen Yan quite likes Shen Yuhan.
"You two seem to have quite a lot to talk about." Jiang Ruolin's words sounded a bit sour.
"Do you think he's cute?" Wen Yan didn't realize that Jiang Ruolin was jealous. "If I hadn't met you, I think I would have wanted to marry him."
Jiang Ruolin dragged the man into the house as if he were facing a formidable enemy: "Your idea is very dangerous!"
Never let them be alone together in the future. The scene in the afternoon was too scary!
Shen Yuhan was in a very good mood today. Her husband took her out to meet friends, and she also added Wen Yan as a friend on WeChat. If she knew anything in the future, she could probably ask him. This was the first friend he made without any vested interest in the relationship since he came to Modern.
Not only that, there is also a white jade chessboard given by Uncle Jiang.
He was always smiling when he was lying on the bed after taking a shower waiting for Shan Qihuan, and when Shan Qihuan finished taking a shower and went to bed, his mind was also replaying the scene of Shen Yuhan and Wen Yan standing together in the afternoon.
He propped up his head and asked Shen Yuhan: "Do you like chatting with Wen Yan?"
Shen Yuhan turned sideways to face him, and said after some thought: "I like him. He knows a lot. Today he told me what happened during the renovation of the garden. He is also an architectural designer. He is amazing." Xirui said that architectural designers earn a very high income!
Shan Qihuan thought gloomily that he knew less than Wen Yan. Then he turned over and faced Shen Yuhan. He found himself staring at his lips.
Seeing Shan Qihuan talking, Shen Yuhan thought he was just angry. After all, Wen Yan was a man, and he was relatively sensitive to other people's emotions, especially his husband whom he saw every day.
Shen Yuhan asked him tentatively: "Husband, are you really angry?" Wen Yan was no longer angry. She also had a husband, but he was also considered a mistress.
Shan Qihuan rested his head on his head, stared at the ceiling and said sincerely: "Why should I be angry?"
The room was warm. Shen Yuhan moved closer to Shan Qihuan, propped up his upper body, looked down at Shan Qihuan, and gently touched his shoulder: "Really?"
Shan Qihuan raised his eyelids and looked at Shen Yuhan who was looking down at him. It was said on the Internet that this was a fatal angle for taking photos, which would make the person look unrecognizable, and the resulting image would be a horrible round face. However, Shen Yuhan seemed to be favored by God, with excellent genes. He did not think he was ugly. Instead, he felt that it did not change his appearance at all, and he had a unique charm.
He looked into Shen Yuhan's clear eyes and suddenly had the urge to kiss him. In the current atmosphere, Shan Qihuan felt that he might go crazy and want to kiss him just like he did in the square every day.
But he has already taken care of so much and thought too much.
He sighed softly and thought of a particularly old-fashioned way to say to Shen Yuhan: "There is something on your face, lower your head."
Shen Yuhan really thought that there was dirt on his face. Did he not wash his face cleanly
He lowered his head to speak, but he found Shan Qihuan waiting for him. When Shen Yuhan was not on guard at all, he turned over and pressed him back on the pillow. At the moment Shen Yuhan exclaimed, he kissed his lips and pried open his pearly teeth.
Shen Yuhan was a little confused. He just felt that he was about to suffocate, but this feeling of suffocation made his whole body tense. He dared not move. Maybe it was because Shan Qihuan was too gentle and getting into the mood. Shen Yuhan tried to respond with his soft tongue.
His response made Shan Qihuan, who was now a little crazy, regain some rationality, but he didn't want to stop.
He knew what he was doing, and he thought that he could go a little crazy once in a while. This person was his legal partner, and a kiss wouldn't mean he would lose a piece of meat.
After the kiss, Shen Yuhan took a deep breath. He had been holding his breath and almost suffocated. Shan Qihuan let him go in time.
Shan Qihuan just stepped back a little, but did not get up, leave the bed, or leave the room or go to the next room to calm down.
Shen Yuhan thought that today's husband was the same husband she had on her wedding night.
He gently opened his red lips that were shining from being kissed: "Husband?"
Shan Qihuan suddenly covered his eyes, which made him almost unable to suppress his impulse: "Shen Yuhan, don't look at me."
"What?" Shen Yuhan pressed her lips against Shan Qihuan's chest. He almost thought they could have their wedding night tonight. "Husband?"
Shan Qihuan's voice was hoarse, as if he was holding back something. He ordered fiercely, "Go to bed quickly."
Then he released the mask that was covering Shen Yuhan's eyes, turned off all the bedside lights, and got out of bed. This time he did not leave the room, but went to the bathroom.
Shen Yuhan's face was hot, even the tips of her ears were burning, whether it was from his warm embrace or the affectionate love.
Before she got married, her nanny told her that if a man is interested in you, his body will react and his vagina will swell greatly.
He slowly pulled the quilt over his face.
She just felt her husband’s body’s reaction!
It turns out that her husband has no feelings for her, but why should he endure it
At this point, Shen Yuhan pondered over it and finally figured out the answer.
Shan Qihuan waited in the bathroom for half an hour before coming out and quietly climbing onto the bed.
At this time, Shen Yuhan was lying on his back, with the quilt covering her earlobes, and it was unclear whether she was asleep or not.
For the first time, Shen Yuhan did not take the initiative to approach Shan Qihuan who was in bed.
Shan Qihuan moved towards his back. After a while, Shen Yuhan quietly moved back and was quickly pulled into the arms of Shan Qihuan who was about to fall asleep.
Shen Yuhan rubbed his shoulder and found it more comfortable to sleep this way.
The next day, when Shen Yuhan woke up, Shan Qihuan was already at home and went to the company early in the morning.
Her husband didn't tell her yesterday why she was leaving home so early today.
After the calligraphy and painting classes were cancelled, Shen Yuhan had not yet resumed his classes on Monday and Tuesday, but he decided to go out and buy some copybooks for practicing hard pen calligraphy. He also remembered the lei cha he mentioned yesterday. He hadn't had it for a long time, so he knew he would make it and eat it like before.
He drafted a list and handed it to Aunt Wang, writing it with a brush.
Aunt Wang looked at the words on the paper and found them to be the same as the prescriptions written by ancient people. She couldn't help but praise, "Mr. Shen's handwriting is really nice."
"It's very ordinary." Shen Yuhan said modestly.
After breakfast, he asked the driver to take him to a nearby place to buy calligraphy copybooks. It was hard to find calligraphy copybooks for hard pen calligraphy, but there was no need to pursue too high quality, as long as he could practice.
Shan Qihuan was in the company and didn't know Shen Yuhan had gone out. He was now thinking about Shen Yuhan's painting.
Because this matter has attracted much attention from netizens, the official Weibo account of Jiangcheng police directly reported the case on Weibo after the investigation. He thought that instead of helping Shen Yuhan market his calligraphy and paintings, which were obviously too low-grade, he might as well help him advertise directly. So he logged into his own Weibo account, which had been idle for a long time and only gained followers but never more blog posts.
The last time I posted on Weibo was three months ago, when I reposted an advertisement for a company event.
Shan Qihuan had taken a photo of Shen Yuhan's paintings before, and spent ten minutes editing it. After changing dozens of filters on the photo, he finally chose the one with the strongest light and the one that could best highlight the painting. After adding some words, he clicked to publish.
A priceless treasure. [Painting]
Shan Qihuan's Weibo has more than 10 million followers. The way he promotes his paintings is definitely of high quality, and it also maintains the mystery of the painter's author and eliminates the possibility of someone using the paintings for hype in the future. Anyone who dares to claim the title of Fang Yi Lashi can only wait for a court summons.
Shen Yuhan was completely dissatisfied with her husband's help in promoting her paintings. She was still studying at home how to organize a Lei Cha party. Although he had many friends, he had to give them enough respect.
After Shan Qihuan posted on Weibo, he looked at the company's emails for a while. An email about a product activity related to sending love caught his attention.
No, no, he thought the company could promote this charity activity, and Shen Yuhan would like it.
When he returned home that night, Shen Yuhan heard the car coming and stood at the door waiting for him.
Shan Qihuan got out of the car and pushed him back into the house: "It's getting colder outside again, what are you doing out here?"
Shen Yuhan took off his scarf for him: "Waiting for you, my husband is cold."
"It's cold." Shan Qihuan wanted to tell him not to wait because it was cold outside, but he also really enjoyed the process of having someone wait for him to go home. He smiled and pressed his cold fingers against his neck.
Shen Yuhan was startled by the cold and slapped his hand away: "Husband, you are childish!"
"You are not as childish as me. You are an adult but still want to buy White Rabbit balloons." As soon as I entered the door, I saw how inflated the balloons were.
Shen Yuhan just argued with her, wondering if her husband was free to come home for dinner today, and he didn't have to go to class, so he cooked the dish himself.
After sitting down, she waited for her husband to taste it and then praise herself.
Shen Yuhan gently lifted her hand to serve him the dishes, and picked up the winter bamboo shoots she had fried today: "Did you taste the difference in today's dishes?"
Shan Qihuan tasted the food mouthful after mouthful and said, "Yes." Shan Qihuan deliberately asked him, "Auntie, is your cooking skill worse today?"
Shen Yuhan's eyes were dim and full of expectation: "What about this one?"
Shan Qihuan continued to pretend and said, "It's also very ordinary. Auntie, are you in a good mood today?"
Shen Yuhan just picked up some food for him, without any sign of anticipation on her face.
Next time I make it, my husband will say it’s delicious.
However, Shan Qihuan deliberately said something derogatory but finished all the dishes. After he was full, he said, "Shen Yuhan, the dishes you cook are quite delicious."
Shen Yuhan's eyes lit up with smile when he was praised. He gave Shan Qihuan a faint smile, and Shan Qihuan looked at him infatuatedly for a few seconds.
When he was blowing his hair after taking a shower at night, Shen Yuhan touched his hair and found that his hair had become longer. He scratched it gently, and the previous thought came to his mind again.
After drying his hair, he asked Shan Qihuan, who was reading Weibo comments on the sofa, "Honey, can I have long hair?"
Shan Qihuan raised his eyes to look at him, and imagined what Shen Yuhan would look like with long hair in his mind, then nodded modestly, pretending to be indifferent and said, "If you want to keep it, then keep it."
Without getting the response she wanted, Shen Yuhan went back to bed and lay down, blinking her clear eyes full of water, and asked Shan Qihuan softly: "Husband, do you want to rest?"
Shan Qihuan was stimulated by his sweet and soft appearance, and the fingers holding the phone stiffened slightly: "Rest."
After Shan Qihuan dimmed the bedside lamp, Shen Yuhan covered half of her face with the quilt and whispered, "Husband, do you want to kiss me tonight?"
Shan Qihuan's expression paused slightly, and he said stubbornly: "Kiss." He kissed her half way.
Shen Yuhan rubbed against him, and then he was pressed down and kissed for a long time by someone who claimed to be able to kiss anyone half the time.
I never thought that the fairy could enter version 2.0!
Shan Qihuan thought to himself: I'll just give her a kiss.