Chapter 910

"Closed today

Chen Hansheng picked up the wooden card and looked at it. He said, "it's a little interesting."

However, before entering the door, Chen Hansheng Yu Guangyi lit up. He suddenly saw a small red flower growing in the crack of the wall. The coffee shop not only sells coffee, but also sells some flower decorations. This is probably a flower seed accidentally dropped by Shang Yanyan.

It rained heavily outside, and the little flower was blown by a cold wind from time to time, but fortunately, a huge roof was firmly shielding it.

"Ding Ling ~, Ding Ling ~"

Chen Hansheng didn't care about the little flower. He pushed open the windshield door of the cafe, and the wind chime made a clear sound.

Sure enough, there was no guest inside. Only the stereo played soothing piano music.

"Here comes Dong Chen."

Xiaochi came over from the bar, greeted with a smile, and handed over a white towel to let Chen Hansheng wipe the rain on his arm.

"Here we are."

Chen Hansheng always felt that Xiaochi's smile had a vague meaning. He seemed to know his purpose of "charging". He coughed twice unnaturally and shifted the topic to the weather: "I don't know how long it will rain. I hope the road of Jiangling won't be flooded."

"You are really worrying."

Xiaochi covered his mouth and said with a smile, "I think it's OK to stay all night. If it's the next two days and two nights in a row, Chen Dong's body can't stand it."

"Hey hey ~"

Chen Hansheng understood the subtext and laughed without denying it.

In fact, Xiaochi used to be afraid of Chen Hansheng. In addition to his prominent status, Chen Hansheng left the impression of being tough and cold when he first met in Shanghai.

Plagiarism is Xiaochi's gangster ex boyfriend, who dare not blackmail Chen Hansheng and Chen Tianyu.

Cold is that Xiaochi also showed his intention to ask them to help save the suffering sea, but Chen Han didn't answer. Finally, Chen Tianyu stuffed some money because of sympathy.

However, now that she is familiar with Chen Hansheng, Xiaochi finds that Chen Hansheng is also very loving, because Chen Lan often comes here to play. She can roll and lose her temper in front of her brother. Chen Hansheng is always disgusted and helpless.

"Where's Shang Yanyan?"

Chen Hansheng didn't know what Xiaochi was thinking. After wiping his arm, he could say.

"Make up upstairs."

Xiaochi pointed to the bedroom on the second floor and said naughtily, "for this day, she specially bought a sexy dress."

After Xiaochi said that, she also picked up a Xiaokun bag from under the counter and prepared to return to the rented house with an umbrella.

Knowing that Xiaochi was deliberately making room, Chen Hansheng hypocritically shouted, "it's raining so hard, why don't you wait and go..."

"No."

Xiaochi giggled and said, "if you stay any longer, the business boss will think I'm in the way and plan to dismiss me."

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Before Xiaochi left, she deliberately pulled down half of the rolling shutter door to make the "closing" more obvious. In the "crackling" sound of raindrops, Chen Hansheng stepped on the escalator upstairs.

But what is fishy is that Shang Yan is not in the bedroom, but the air is filled with the smell of burning rose perfume. Under the dim lamp, there is a kind of inexplicable feeling flowing.

There was a lipstick on the dresser because it was too hurried to cover it.

The bed was also empty and romantically sprinkled with some petals, which showed that Shang Yanyan had indeed prepared carefully.

"Where are the people?"

Chen Hansheng looked around. Finally, behind the wooden door, he glanced at an uncovered red skirt.

"It was hidden behind the door."

Chen Hansheng thought to himself. He pretended not to find it and was preparing to quietly lift the quilt.

Suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps from behind, as if someone had rushed over.

However, Chen Hansheng moved faster. He leaned aside and heard a "pop" sound. Shang Yanyan in a red dress threw herself directly on the bed.

She probably didn't expect Chen Hansheng to avoid and stare at the man sadly.

"So careless."

Chen Hansheng stretched out his hand to pull Shang Yanyan and said with a smile, "I almost got hurt."

"Yes."

Shang Yanyan was also wronged: "fortunately, there is a bed here."

"No."

Chen Hansheng pointed to the tip of his nose: "I mean, I was almost hurt by you."

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Shang Yanyan was stunned for a long time. Seeing the joking expression on Chen Hansheng's face, she gave a coquettish moan and rushed up again to hug Chen Hansheng.

Now it's so close that Chen Hansheng can't dodge anymore, or he doesn't intend to do so. He quietly enjoys the feeling of soft fragrance and warm jade.

The thunder roared outside, the bedroom was beautiful and graceful, and I don't know where Shang Yanyan came from. She seemed to want to "swallow" Chen Hansheng into her body, and her mouth was still whispering: "four years ago, I finally got you. I didn't envy you when I saw you walking with Youchu on the playground, but I envy, envy, inferiority and desire..."

"Ah, this... Isn't that what I've done?"

Chen Hansheng pretended to be surprised and said.

"What do you say?"

Shang Yanjiao smiled, then stepped back, posed to Chen Hansheng and said, "monitor, am I beautiful today?"

Shang Yanyan is wearing a long red dress today. The fabric should be silk worsted fabric with light mercerization. Her snow-white shoulders and collarbones are exposed outside.

This should be the long dress that Shang Yanyan bought specially. She was wearing a pair of black sandals with thin heels. The two shoelaces were cross tied on her slender ankles. Her toenails were coated with scarlet nail oil. The whole person was radiant, like a female star walking on the red carpet at a film festival.

Makeup is also as strong as ever, dark purple eye shadow, long eyelash curving, and high rising under the nose is a drawn lip line. The long red hair is hanging on the ear, and it is dim and charming in the light.

"Beautiful is beautiful."

Chen Hansheng also appreciated: "you just said the wrong thing."

"Huh?"

Shang Yanyan can't do business and is not good at learning, but she is still good at figuring out what she likes about men. She quickly reacted and tested Ke: "I should say, 'dad, am I beautiful today?'"

"Still wrong."

Chen Hansheng continued to shake his head.

"That... That..."

Shang Yanyan's eyes turned: "Dad, am I coquettish today?"

"100 points!"

Chen Hansheng was finally satisfied and couldn't help giving a thumbs up.

"Geese... Geese... Geese..."

Shang Yanyan smiled foolishly, her eyes watery as if covered with a layer of fog.

At this time, there was another "roar" of thunder, like the lead of a gun battle, and like the starting gun before the war. Shang Yanyan no longer hesitated. She stretched out her long legs and kicked the bedroom door with a "bang".

"Dad, I'm coming!"

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This night, the rainstorm in Jiangling almost never stopped, and the flowers and plants growing outside were drenched.

In particular, the little flower in the crack of the wall was subjected to the merciless whip of the wind and rain all night. It begged for mercy and longed for it. Many times it weakly dropped its flowers and bones, but the next morning, the little flower actually woke up again.

The red petals and green leaves seem more bright than before.

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(I think you can understand it. At present, we can only describe it humanely. Please ask for a monthly ticket for Yanyan.)

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