his spring breeze

Chapter 63

"How is it possible! I just woke up and was bored, so I just asked casually!"

"Good-bye!" Jiang Chunhe poked his phone hard, regretting taking the initiative.

"Good night, ma'am."

"Who wants to say good night to you? It's already broad daylight! Also, I just realized that good night means I love you. You are not allowed to express your love to me indirectly in the future! Shameless!"

Shen Chaosheng: [smile] [smile]

"Laughing fart? Sleep!"

Nonsence! ! !

"Get up! Get your work done!"

He even led him into the ditch.

Throwing the phone aside, Jiang Chunhe went to wash up angrily. She was wearing a white T-shirt, tied with a bunny headband, her bangs were all pinned up, and the girl in the mirror puffed her cheeks, like a cute little hamster , I brush my teeth so hard that my gums bleed.

Pooh!
Jiang Chunhe mistook the toothpaste foam for Shen Chaosheng, and spat it out viciously.

After breakfast, Jiang Chunhe was going to take a Guzheng lesson. Before leaving, he took advantage of the fact that there was no one at home, found a skateboard in the warehouse, and planned to use it as a hot wheel to go to class.

She has been skateboarding for several years, and she is so smooth that she can shuttle back and forth on the road in an S shape.

The warm wind is warm and the sun is shining brightly. The girl's two fair and slender legs are very eye-catching. Jiang Chunhe wears a high ponytail, carries a small yellow bag on his back, and has a lollipop in his mouth. My favorite Lychee taste.

At the destination, Jiang Chunhe put the skateboard outside and walked in, "Teacher Xu, I'm here!"

"Chunhe, I like the flowers you gave me very much! Thank you!"

"Huh? Teacher, I didn't give you anything!"

"Didn't you send this flower? Your name is written on it." Xu Tongtong handed over the bouquet.

Luscious and seductive, with violets and tulips adorning the main flower and gladiolus leaves, the fragrance of flowers floats in the air.

Jiang Chunhe took the post-it note from the flower basket, and the note was indeed her name, Jiang Chunhe.

But - the handwriting doesn't look like hers at all!
She wrote beautifully, Jiang Chunhe was not very good at writing consecutive strokes, and neither could Yan Nian. As for Jiang Beiyuan and Jiang Jingming, both of them wrote similarly, both powerful, stable and majestic.

The words in front of him, with curving curves and curving lines, are clearly defined, and they all say that the words are like the person, so stiff and engraved, with facial features and willow bones, Jiang Chunhe subconsciously appeared a figure in his mind!

Shen, Chao, Sheng!

"What's the matter with you, Chunhe? You really didn't give it to me?"

"Uh,... I asked a friend to pass it on to the teacher. Teacher, as long as you like it."

"You have a heart! You also know that I like Roland and Tulip!"

Xu Tongtong stroked Jiang Chunhe's hair, and Jiang Chunhe sat down in her own seat in embarrassment. She was sitting by the window, with a clear view of the outside.

Slightly looking sideways, a black Rolls Royce fell into his eyes.

Although she couldn't see the people inside the car clearly, she knew the license plate number!

It really is that bastard.

……

outside.

Shen Chaosheng wore a blue shirt with unbuttoned cuffs. He had slender legs under black trousers. He looked down at the documents in his hand. His finger bones were well-proportioned and clean. He never kept nails. He always paid great attention to personal tidiness.

Uncle Wang looked through the rearview mirror, "Master, I think you are a little bit less calm than before."

"She lived in my house before, does she live in my house now?" Shen Chaosheng answered slowly.

"...Master, you are right."

Uncle Wang was speechless to refute.

Shen Chaosheng lowered his eyes and sighed: "We have to let her come back."

Being tied under his own eyes, he felt relieved and at ease, and the same roof can promote feelings, he didn't want the flame that had been born with great difficulty to be extinguished all at once.

Uncle Wang nodded: "Then the young master is not worried about Shen Xiuqin?"

"Let her disappear for a while in a few days, it's an eyesore."

Shen Chaosheng's calmness showed that he had an idea in his heart, and Uncle Wang nodded.

"Master, there is something I don't know whether I should say it or not."

"But it doesn't matter."

(End of this chapter)