Chapter 212 Song Yihuan Feels Painful
After Song Yihuan nodded and stayed, Chu Shuolan asked Ming En to go to the kitchen immediately to bring the food.
Qi Su knew that this was Chu Shuolan and Song Yihuan, and this was the first time they ate at the same table.
He very discerningly took away Zhen Meier who was standing aside with only one pair of eyes showing.
"I won't bother you young couple to have lunch. I'll take this woman away first, and bring it back to Miss Song later."
As Qi Su walked out, she spoke without looking back.
By the time he finished speaking, people had already walked out.
In the huge living room, only Song Yihuan and Chu Shuolan were left in a wheelchair.
As for the shadow guards in the dark, they can be ignored.
"Do you usually eat in the living room, or indoors?"
Song Yihuan broke the silence between the two.
"Let's eat in the hall. When you are in poor health on weekdays, you seldom eat in the hall."
Song Yihuan nodded slightly when she heard the words, she walked behind the other party, pushed the wheelchair to the dining table in the hall.
She evacuated one of the stools, pushed Chu Shuolan to the table, and fixed the wooden wheels of the wheelchair.
To say that the wheelchair Chu Shuo is sitting on is really ingenious. In this era of backwardness in various industries, such an excellent wheelchair must be made by a master.
Chu Shuolan was pushed down to the table, and his hands were not idle.
He touched the teacup on the table, and it was still hot, so he knew it was prepared by Ming Enxin.
He picked up the teapot and poured a cup, put it beside him, and glanced at Song Yihuan who was standing beside him: "Sit down and drink a cup of tea to warm your body."
Song Yihuan was also polite and sat beside him.
Chu Shuolan poured himself another cup, and lightly folded his hands together, which seemed to warm his hands.
Song Yihuan drank two sips of tea, and like Chu Shuolan, reached out to touch the teacup to warm her hands.
While warming his hands, he looked up at the huge living room seriously.
Festive red silk was also hung inside the house, and even the two connected bookshelves were decorated with red silk.
Seeing the books on the bookshelf, Song Yihuan felt amazed.
Even if he saw the description of Chu Shuolan in the book, he knew that he was with books all day long, he knew almost all the strange books in the world, and he was familiar with all kinds of books, his master was the former Imperial College Jijiu of Northern Yan Kingdom.
The knowledge imparted to Chu Shuolan not only includes the emperor's art, but also various military strategies and strange books.
The other party's love for Chu Shuolan can be known from the teachings in the book.
"Aren't you tired of reading so many books every day?"
Song Yihuan frowned and asked the people around her.
Reading is a real headache for her, unless it's a category she's particularly fond of.
Chu Shuolan followed her gaze and looked at all the books on the bookshelf, all of which were books he had read and even liked very much.
This does not include the books that he has read but not liked, and the books that have been thrown into the warehouse are almost dozens of times as many as those on these two bookshelves.
Chu Shuolan curled her lips, and said with a smile: "I have been in poor health since I was a child, not to mention leaving the house, I seldom even leave the house or the yard, and what I do every day is to accompany these books.
But it's okay, it won't be boring, and there is a good saying, the book has its own golden house, I can learn about the world without going out, and know the customs of various countries, which is also very good. "
He really felt pretty good, if it wasn't for these companionships, he didn't know how he would spend the past ten years.
Song Yihuan's lips pursed slightly.
Although Chu Shuolan's voice was calm, her mood was somewhat complicated.
PS: Beauties ask for recommendation tickets~ I love Ni Meng (づ ̄3 ̄)づ
(End of this chapter)
After Song Yihuan nodded and stayed, Chu Shuolan asked Ming En to go to the kitchen immediately to bring the food.
Qi Su knew that this was Chu Shuolan and Song Yihuan, and this was the first time they ate at the same table.
He very discerningly took away Zhen Meier who was standing aside with only one pair of eyes showing.
"I won't bother you young couple to have lunch. I'll take this woman away first, and bring it back to Miss Song later."
As Qi Su walked out, she spoke without looking back.
By the time he finished speaking, people had already walked out.
In the huge living room, only Song Yihuan and Chu Shuolan were left in a wheelchair.
As for the shadow guards in the dark, they can be ignored.
"Do you usually eat in the living room, or indoors?"
Song Yihuan broke the silence between the two.
"Let's eat in the hall. When you are in poor health on weekdays, you seldom eat in the hall."
Song Yihuan nodded slightly when she heard the words, she walked behind the other party, pushed the wheelchair to the dining table in the hall.
She evacuated one of the stools, pushed Chu Shuolan to the table, and fixed the wooden wheels of the wheelchair.
To say that the wheelchair Chu Shuo is sitting on is really ingenious. In this era of backwardness in various industries, such an excellent wheelchair must be made by a master.
Chu Shuolan was pushed down to the table, and his hands were not idle.
He touched the teacup on the table, and it was still hot, so he knew it was prepared by Ming Enxin.
He picked up the teapot and poured a cup, put it beside him, and glanced at Song Yihuan who was standing beside him: "Sit down and drink a cup of tea to warm your body."
Song Yihuan was also polite and sat beside him.
Chu Shuolan poured himself another cup, and lightly folded his hands together, which seemed to warm his hands.
Song Yihuan drank two sips of tea, and like Chu Shuolan, reached out to touch the teacup to warm her hands.
While warming his hands, he looked up at the huge living room seriously.
Festive red silk was also hung inside the house, and even the two connected bookshelves were decorated with red silk.
Seeing the books on the bookshelf, Song Yihuan felt amazed.
Even if he saw the description of Chu Shuolan in the book, he knew that he was with books all day long, he knew almost all the strange books in the world, and he was familiar with all kinds of books, his master was the former Imperial College Jijiu of Northern Yan Kingdom.
The knowledge imparted to Chu Shuolan not only includes the emperor's art, but also various military strategies and strange books.
The other party's love for Chu Shuolan can be known from the teachings in the book.
"Aren't you tired of reading so many books every day?"
Song Yihuan frowned and asked the people around her.
Reading is a real headache for her, unless it's a category she's particularly fond of.
Chu Shuolan followed her gaze and looked at all the books on the bookshelf, all of which were books he had read and even liked very much.
This does not include the books that he has read but not liked, and the books that have been thrown into the warehouse are almost dozens of times as many as those on these two bookshelves.
Chu Shuolan curled her lips, and said with a smile: "I have been in poor health since I was a child, not to mention leaving the house, I seldom even leave the house or the yard, and what I do every day is to accompany these books.
But it's okay, it won't be boring, and there is a good saying, the book has its own golden house, I can learn about the world without going out, and know the customs of various countries, which is also very good. "
He really felt pretty good, if it wasn't for these companionships, he didn't know how he would spend the past ten years.
Song Yihuan's lips pursed slightly.
Although Chu Shuolan's voice was calm, her mood was somewhat complicated.
PS: Beauties ask for recommendation tickets~ I love Ni Meng (づ ̄3 ̄)づ
(End of this chapter)
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