After Marrying the Sick and Weak Son, I Turned Around

  Chapter 96 The Boring Man

   Su Anan: You didn't say it earlier.

   She sat down hurriedly, poured Shen Juncheng a cup of tea and handed it over, and asked with a smile, "Sect Master, how much is it?"

  Shen Jun took over the teacup and said leisurely, "10% off at 9:00."

   Su Anan: "…"

   hehehe.

   Knowing that this person has a bad temperament, how could he give her such a friendly discount, she got up angrily and went to the bottom of her press box.

   Shen Juncheng wanted to laugh again when he saw her like that.

   Isn't she the only quiet and gentle side?

   He suppressed the smile on his lips, "Okay, I am generous, I have this news for you."

   Su Anan just took out a painting, and was stunned when he heard it.

   She intends to pay for her paintings. Wen Daozi's paintings will be very valuable in the future, so she just has to wait.

   Shen Juncheng saw her stunned look, his eyes softened a little, and he got up and planned to go back.

   As soon as he moved, there was a knock on the door, and Cuiyan's voice came, "Miss, who are you talking to?"

   She had just boiled the water and was about to bring it back to her room to take a bath. She passed by the door of the lady, and she heard a voice in the lady's room, so she asked.

   Su An'an was inexplicably nervous. If Cuiyan found out that there was a man in the house, he wouldn't be frightened.

   She tucked the painting into Leng Moyan's arms and said, "Reward."

   Then he hurriedly waved his hand to urge Leng Moyan to leave quickly, and then responded, "No, no, Cuiyan, I was just talking to myself, thinking about what to organize tomorrow and what to bring."

   "Oh," Cuiyan scratched her head outside the door, "The lady should rest early."

"Ah, you too."

Cuiyan responded and carried the bucket back to the house, but just after taking a step, she heard a thud inside the house, as if something fell to the ground, she put down the bucket again and asked back, "Miss, have you fallen? ?"

   Su An'an looked at the man who was sitting on the ground and deliberately kicked down the stool to make noise, his eyes were red with anxiety.

  Someone owes, and also lip-synched silently, "Sorry, this seat didn't do it on purpose."

  Su Anan stomped her feet, didn't bother to argue with him, kept waving her hand to urge him to go, and then responded to Cuiyan, "No, no, I was just about to get up and turn off the lights, and accidentally bumped into the table, it's fine, you go back and rest."

   As soon as the words fell, the room fell into darkness, and the candle was extinguished.

  Cuiyan saw that the candle was out, Guess Miss should be going to sleep, oh, and said, "Then be careful."

"Um."

   Cuiyan turned around again, and heard a cough before taking two steps.

Eh?

   This cough seems to be…

   Before Cuiyan could ask her question, Su Anan hurriedly coughed twice on purpose, her face flushed red, suppressing the trace of abnormality just now.

  Cuiyan was instantly distracted, and asked again, "Miss, are you coughing?"

   "Well, just, suddenly my throat feels a little itchy."

  Cuiyan said again and again, then you must cover a thick quilt at night, don't be greedy for the cold, look, I have a cough.

  Su An responded with a clucking sound, and when she heard the sound of Cuiyan's footsteps leaving, she breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the culprit.

   I have never seen such a boring man.

  Shen Juncheng got up, okay, stop teasing her, look at her anxious.

   Su Anan saw that she was finally leaving, so she went to open the window angrily, intending to send him away directly.

   But she forgot that he kicked a stool just now, and the candle was extinguished, her vision was obstructed, and she couldn't see it clearly. She accidentally tripped over the legs of the stool and fell straight forward.

"what…"

   Su Anan secretly sighed that she was unlucky, and she was going to throw a dog and eat the mud.

   But the next second, the waist tightened, and someone suddenly hugged her.

   Her back was suddenly pressed against her broad and warm chest, her waist was shackled with one hand, and an unfamiliar aura came over her. She was shocked and her eyes widened for a moment, but she didn't move.

  Shen Juncheng was also stiff, just trying to scoop her up, but he didn't expect to use too much force, and all of a sudden he took the person firmly in his arms.

   looked like he was hugging her intimately from behind.

   A short distance away, I can feel her breathing a little short, and I can feel her petite and slender...

  Yingying has a slender waist, unbearable to hold.

   For a while, he didn't move, his breathing was heavy.

   Suddenly, the door was knocked again, and Cui Yan's hurried voice came, "Miss, Miss, what's wrong with you?"

  Her room is next door, Su Anan exclaimed just now, and instantly provokes Cuiyan.

   She knocked on the door and found that the lady's door was not locked, so she pushed it open.

   As soon as I entered, I saw the young lady standing by the table blankly with a cape on her body. She hurried over and asked, "Miss, what's the matter with you?"

  Su Anan's face was a little red, but luckily the night was hidden, she took Cuiyan's hand and said, "It's nothing, I seem to have seen a mouse jump out just now, and I screamed in fright, it's nothing, don't worry."

When    said it was a mouse, Cuiyan was stunned. No wonder the young lady called out. I was afraid she was frightened. She lifted up the bench that she touched and said, "How about a servant girl to call Li Liang to catch the mouse?"

  Li Liang is not afraid of mice, he dares to pinch it with his bare hands, and he is as nimble as a monkey. He even caught one in the kitchen and baked it.

   Su Anan said: "No, the mouse has run away, don't call him."

"Oh fine."

   As soon as she lowered her head, she noticed that the young lady was holding a scroll of paintings, and asked curiously, "Miss, what are you doing with the paintings at night?"

   "Oh, I, I was just going to hit the mouse..."

  Cuiyan smiled, there is no way to use pictures to fight mice, it seems that she just scared the young lady.

   She thought that she should let Li Liang come to see if there were any hidden mice in the daytime, so don't scare the lady.

  Cuiyan finally went back in peace this time. Su Anan calmly closed the door, closed the window, put the painting back in place, and then took off her cloak and lay on the bed.

   Her face was still a little hot, she covered her face with her hands and kicked the quilt angrily.

   After a while, the heat subsided a little, then she grabbed the quilt and whispered, "Bad man."

  If he hadn't kicked down the stool and put out the candle, how could she fall, and she wouldn't have been hugged by him if she didn't fall, so she was surprised and forgot to push him away.

   He didn't let go until Cuiyan came in, and softly whispered in her ear, "Let's go."

  The warm breath brushed against her ears, making her goosebumps instantly.

   She was about to push him away immediately, but he had released her ahead of time, took a step back, and in the blink of an eye, the figure disappeared into the night in the window.

The    paintings were not taken either.

   Su Anan stomped her feet, feeling like she was being teased.

   She murmured to herself, how can a dignified door owner be so boring and mischievous.

   Cover your head, too lazy to think, go to sleep.

   On the roof, stood a man dressed in black, with a silver-white mask under the moonlight, which made him look even colder. He listened to the whispered curses of the people in the room, and hooked his lips silently.

   For a long time, Su Anan was in the quilt, suddenly his head appeared, he took a few breaths, and thought of a question.

   Just got too close, she seemed to smell a medicinal fragrance on Leng Moyan's body...

   (end of this chapter)