Chapter 3
It was rare that the family got together today and chatted in the living room for a while. Yan's mother stood up with a smile, planning to make a small cake for afternoon tea.
Yan Qiao also stood up, and intimately hugged Yan's mother's arm and said she wanted to help.
As he was about to reach the kitchen, Yan Qiao turned his head and blinked at Yan Huan, "Sister, are you going to be together?"
Yan Qiao has been sweeter than Yan Huan since she was a child and can act coquettishly, otherwise she would not have coaxed her parents to agree to pursue true love and let her own sister be a substitute.
If Yu Shaoluo was not present, Yan Huan would definitely have seen or heard.
But he was by his side. Yan Huan didn't want to break up her substitute character, so she blinked her eyes as Xiao Baihua. After three years of acting training, her "blink kill" had already become perfect. With a slight movement of her eyelashes, she could bring out a circle of shimmering water.
"But sister, it's so difficult to make cakes, and my sister is so stupid..."
Her tone was even smaller than that of the little white flowers, and it was simply a cup of fragrant green tea.
Not only Yan Qiao was stunned for a second, but even Chu Qiuze was shaking his mind.
He was with Yan Qiao for more than a year and had heard that she had a twin sister. It was the first time I saw her today. Not only did she look, but her expression and tone were almost carved from the same mold.
If I met this on the road, Chu Qiuze would not be sure to recognize the right person...
On the other side, Yan Huan continued to lie on the sofa as if nothing had happened, tilted her head and pressed her on Yu Shaolu's shoulders, feeling squeaky.
Yu Shaoxu calmly handed her a look of unspeakable meaning, and suddenly there was a smile in his eyes.
Clumsy?
Really dare to say it.
But this was just a small episode that was neither salty nor light. Yan's father coughed twice and continued to talk to Yu Shaolu about business.
The things they talked about between the men were too boring. Yan Huan couldn't get interested after hearing this, so she had to use Yu Shaoshu as a pillow while quietly taking out her phone to browse her circle of friends.
There are many famous ladies and noble ladies in her circle of friends, and her circle of friends every day is comparable to a tea art competition in Jingzhou City, and the banquet is overwhelming.
After brushing down for a while, she found a post posted by Lin Xiaoyin at 9 o'clock last night.
"I was bored late at night and came to Junmao to drink alone. I didn't expect to meet a good friend who was studying in France. I was so lucky!"
There is also a selfie photo below.
The photo was taken by Lin Xiaoyin with a smile on her face. The big face of Green Tea with a smile on her cheek with one hand accounts for almost three-quarters of the photo, and the remaining quarter is half a man's face that is looming.
The man has deep eye sockets and a high nose bridge. Who else can he have if he is not the mixed-race handsome man he did last night!!
Bored late at night? Studying in France? Good friends??
His cat is even more nonsense than a man's mouth!!
Yan Huan cursed "MMP" in her heart, and she was so angry that she directly clicked on the photo to enlarge it, saved half of the face of the mixed-race handsome man, and prepared to question Lin Xiaoyin, a dog thing that is a heavy-colored friend!
She didn't notice that at the moment she took the screenshot, Yu Shaolu next to her suddenly lowered his voice and snorted softly.
"He's pretty handsome, right?"
"Of course."
Yan Huan's attention was entirely on Lin Xiaoyin's circle of friends. She didn't turn her mind around for a moment. She responded casually.
But she regretted it after answering.
Sure enough, the air around Yu Shaolu seemed to have been cold for several degrees. Before Yan Huan could react, he took away his phone, turned off the screen and put it in his pocket.
Yan Huan was speechless. She was about to act like a spoiled person and wanted to come back, but suddenly realized that this was not in Jingming Mansion. Yan's father was still looking at them inexplicably.
Yan Huan sat up straight, hugged Yu Shaoshu's arm with a "ah" sound, raised his head to look at his face, his eyes shining, as if it was his own great hero.
"He is afraid that playing with a cell phone will hurt my eyes." Yan Huan smiled sweetly on the corner of her mouth, adding: "My husband is very considerate."
In front of Yan Liangwen, Yu Shao was too lazy to expose her.
And he had reason to believe that the lesson he gave last night was not enough. Since some things cannot be done here, he must make up for them when he went home!
"My brother-in-law is so nice to my sister. I also want to learn from my brother-in-law and be more considerate of Qiao Qiao in details."
Chu Qiuze answered the words enviously, and the words Qiao Qiao were spoken out from his mouth, as if they were covered with cream, sweet and greasy.
His original intention was to show his love in front of the Yan family, and he also patted Mr. Yu to flatter him, but he didn't know that this shot almost hit the horse's hooves.
When Yu Shaoluo heard the claim, his face was slightly dark, and he glanced at him lightly, and his tone was also cold, "Excessive."
His sense of oppression and alienation was too strong, and Chu Qiuze laughed awkwardly and couldn't answer the words.
Instead, Yan Huan smiled sweetly and asked Chu Qiuze in surprise: "You have been in love with my sister for so long, and you have to learn the little details of caring about girls from others?"
Chu Qiuze didn't mean this. He was about to explain that Yan Qiao came from the kitchen with some flour on her face, but she looked not only not embarrassed, but also a little childish and cute.
"Qiuze, draw a wet wipe to help me wipe." Yan Qiao stood in front of Chu Qiuze, his voice soft, mixed with a little aggrieved: "I haven't made a cake for too long, I'm slinging..."
Chu Qiuze quickly drew the wet wipes and gently wiped Yan Qiao's face, his heart and eyes full of pampering.
"Thank you." Yan Qiao's little face as big as a palm was wiped with a thin blush after being wiped with a thin blush. She turned around and glanced over Yan Huan, and the corners of her mouth were soft and curled up.
"Sister, mom and I made your favorite strawberry cake!"
If Yan Huan had a cake on hand, she would definitely choose to put their faces on first.
When can’t you show your love? You have to look up in front of Mr. Yu?
Bai Yueguang is so intimate with other men, can he have a good face?
Not to mention that every time after meeting Yan Qiao, Yu Shaoxue would mess with her until late at night when he returned home, but in the end she was still tired.
In order not to keep him from being stimulated and to suffer less at night, Yan Huan took the initiative to hold his hand and shook it, "Can you accompany me to the garden to see the flowers?"
Yu Shaoshu agreed, and the two of them went out holding hands, which made Yan Liangwen feel relieved.
But he would never have thought that as soon as he arrived in the garden, Yu Shaoluo threw away Yan Huan's hand and his eyebrows and eyes gradually became cold.
"No matter how similar you learn from her, you will never be as good as her."
Listen to it, when they were only two of them in Jingming Mansion, this dog man missed her pitiful little white flower's character, but when he saw the deity, he instantly turned into this disgusting face.
Yan Huan picked a blue cornflower and handed it to the tip of her nose and sniffed it lightly. Then she blinked and said aggrievedly: "But wasn't this what you asked me to learn?"
After thinking about it, she lowered her voice as if she was comforting herself: "It's okay, it's only been a month."
There was a little loss and sentimentality in her tone.
How true is it?
Yu Shaoluo sneered softly, and did not speak anymore. He put his hands in his trousers and looked away.
He looked at the antique eaves on the roof of Qianxiyuan, and thought that the contract ended a month later, he was inexplicably irritated in his body.
Jingming Mansion also has a small yard, but it is too small and Yan Huan is lazy, so she never took care of it. She only asked people to remove weeding regularly. She could not see any other colors throughout the year, and she was not as colorful as Qianxi Garden.
Yan Huan picked a lot of flowers in the garden. When she tied into a bouquet and came back to her senses, Yu Shaoshu was no longer in the garden.
He won't go back to the villa alone.
Yan Huan searched around and finally found him next to the car at the door.
Yu Shaoxu leaned against the Porsche door and his long legs overlapped.
Yan Huan saw him take out a cigarette from a silver antique cigarette box decorated with enamel, but he did not rush to send it to his mouth, but instead pinched it to his fingertips to play with it.
He smokes a cigarette every time he is in a irritable mood and never avoids banquets.
Now that hesitating not to smoke, it is most likely because Yan Qiao doesn’t like the smell of smoke.
Yan Huan actually didn't like it either, but she got used to it after a long time. She carried her homemade bouquet and opened the car door and put the flowers in the back seat.
After she put the flowers on, she didn't rush to leave, but instead leaned against the car door like Yu Shaoshu, looked down at her toes, and pretended to be quiet and considerate.
Yu Shaoru raised his eyes and looked at her, and was silent for a while. Suddenly, he said in a deep voice: "If I say that the contract is not counted..."
Before he finished speaking, Yan Huan raised his face and looked at him, tilted his head and smiled, "It's impossible!"
Yu Shaoluo handed the cigarette into his mouth and gently bit it with his teeth. The irritable mood filled his chest again.
His voice was ambiguous, "You just want to leave me?"
"No!" Yan Huan reached out and took away the cigarette from his mouth, still like a well-behaved little white flower. "I'll have to spend another month with you!"
So Yu Shao became even more angry.
He held Yan Huan's waist like revenge, and pressed her thick fingertips hard on her waist, his voice low and hoarse, "Okay, then you'd better be with you tonight."
Yan Huan:...is coming again?!
Just then, Yan Qiao's head poked out from the door, she waved her hand and shouted sweetly: "Sister, brother-in-law, come and eat the cake!"
Yu Shaoluo pulled his hand away as if nothing had happened and left first.
Yan Huan angrily rubbed the painful waist, threw the cigarette snatched from the dog man's mouth to the ground, and crushed it hard with high heels.
Back in the living room, Yan Qiao was dividing the cake. She was an art-based student, and the strawberries on the cake were decorated like dazzling rubies by her.
She cut a slice for everyone, but the cake was so small that after cutting it, she disappeared.
"Jojo will eat mine."
Chu Qiuze helped her put the silver spoon and handed it to her thoughtfully.
But before Yan Qiao could pick her up, Yu Shaoshu suddenly pushed her piece over and said lightly: "I don't like sweets."
Yan Qiao looked at Chu Qiuze and Yu Shaoluo, and was in a dilemma for a moment.
She neither wanted Chu Qiuze to taste her skills nor was embarrassed to use Yu Shao to slap her.
After hesitating for a few seconds, she whispered to Yu Shaoluo, "Thank you brother-in-law". She was about to reach out to get it, but a delicate and fair hand took it first.
Yan Huan took the cake in her hand and tasted it, narrowing her eyes with satisfaction.
"You don't like such a delicious cake, husband, so I will reluctantly help you eat it!"
Yan Qiao stopped embarrassedly, and Yu Shaoshu's face sank a little more on the spot.
Yan Huan ate the cake with a small spoon indifferently, thinking:
Chapter completed!