Sweet wife is hard to spoil: Husband, I want to return it

Chapter 103
Shen Ruohuan turned and walked upstairs, but was grabbed by Leng Yao.

She turned to look at him in surprise, "What's wrong?"

"I want to talk to your father alone. You wait for me downstairs first. When I call you later, you come up!"

Shen Ruohuan looked at him with some hesitation, before she could object, Leng Yao took her hand and walked towards the sofa in the living room.

Pressing her shoulders, let her sit down on the sofa. Seeing her looking at him inexplicably, he couldn't help stretching out his hand and pinching her fair and smooth face. On her face, he lowered his head and kissed her lips.

Taste and stop.

Tender and lingering.

Seeing her staring at him coquettishly, the smile on her face could not help but widen a bit, she tilted her head slightly, glanced at Lu Jingwen from the corner of her eye, smiled provocatively, and whispered in her ear: "Here, be good! wait for me."

Shen Ruohuan waved her hands off her face, looking at him with a little worry, "Call me if you need something."

"Your husband will go out in person, what can you do, please wait for me!" Leng Yao smiled, turned and walked upstairs.

Shen Ruohuan didn't remember until his figure disappeared from sight. She hadn't had time to tell him where Shen Pengfei's study was?

But after thinking about it, with his intelligence, it shouldn't be difficult to find where Shen Pengfei's study is, so he sat down on the sofa with peace of mind.

"Ruohuan, are you and Young Master Leng really married?"

Chang Jiaming, who first woke up from their interaction, looked very ugly.

She didn't expect that Young Master Leng, who was always indifferent and rude to others, would treat her so tenderly and pamper her so well.

This is too far from what she said before, which makes it difficult for her to accept.

"Could it be fake?" Shen Ruohuan raised her eyebrows and looked at her with a calm expression.

"Marriage is such a big matter, you didn't discuss it with me or your father, why did you decide it on your own?" Chang Jiaming's tone was not very good.

"He is marrying me, not you, what need to discuss?" Shen Ruohuan replied very casually.

Chang Jiaming's face darkened in an instant, his chest heaved violently, and he glared at Shen Ruohuan.

Before she could speak, Shen Yunyan's voice rang out first: "Shen Ruohuan, why did you talk to my mother?"

"Did I say something wrong?" Shen Ruohuan looked at them indifferently, "There are some things, we just know what's in our hearts, why do you force me to take the shame off your face and embarrass everyone Woolen cloth?"

"What do you mean by that? Is it wrong for my mother to care about you?" Shen Yunyan stared at her angrily.

The anger in his heart was already burning when Lu Jingwen stared blankly at her in a daze. This would catch an opportunity to vent, so he naturally refused to miss it.

"Are you sure you care about it? Why do I look like a weasel wishing a chicken a New Year's greetings? Are you uneasy and kind?" Shen Ruohuan's petite body was nestled in the sofa, her slender and straight legs were folded in front of her, and she watched with a lazy expression. Looking at Shen Yunyan and the others, there was a cold light in the dark eyes, which was extremely intimidating, but Lu Jingwen was fascinated.

"Shen Ruohuan, don't be shameless!" Shen Yunyan snorted coldly, stood up abruptly, her gaze swept over Lu Jingwen's face, and a trace of hostility flashed across her eyebrows.

Shen Ruohuan squinted, looked at her indifferently, did not speak, but Lu Jingwen and Chang Jiaming who were sitting beside her reacted instantly.

Thinking of the great god upstairs, Chang Jiaming hurriedly dissuaded, "Yunyan, Huanhuan has only been home for so long, you sister, take care of yourself, don't always be as knowledgeable as your own sister!"

"That's right!" Lu Jingwen agreed, putting his arms around Shen Yunyan's shoulders, and imprisoning her in his arms, unable to move around.

Seeing that everyone around him was speaking for Shen Ruohuan, blue smoke was rising from the top of Shen Yun's head, his face was extremely ugly, and he stared at Shen Ruohuan with sinister eyes.

"Is it because I want to have the same knowledge as her? Listen to what she said. What is it that a weasel gives a chicken a New Year's greeting? We care about her with good intentions, but it turns out to be our fault, right? She has a dark mind. Do you think that everyone in the world is as dark as her?"

"Okay, stop talking, don't you see Huanhuan in a bad mood?"

Lu Jingwen frowned, and calmly pinched her shoulder, reminding her not to talk nonsense.

The pain in the shoulder made Shen Yunyan's face even more ugly.

A stern look flashed across the gloomy eyes, stained with a trace of hatred and madness.

She pursed her lips, lowered her eyes slightly, and said nothing.

The long eyelashes blocked the emotions in her eyes.

Seeing that Shen Yunyan really did not speak any more obediently, Shen Ruohuan glanced at Lu Jingwen in a little surprise, with a faint smile on his face.

It was only when Leng Yao went upstairs that he remembered that he didn't even know where Shen Pengfei's study was?

With his hands in his pockets, he stood quietly at the entrance of the corridor on the second floor, looking at the layout of the rooms, and opened the first room facing south near the corridor. It stands to reason that this room has the best lighting. People always set up the study in a room with better lighting, but he didn't expect the Shen family to be completely opposite.

The layout of the room is very simple, without too many decorations, at first glance, it looks clean and does not look like a human residence. Just when he was surprised, his eyes fell on the photo frame on the back of the bedside table, picked it up and looked at it. , the girl in the photo is about eleven or twelve years old, with a bright smile, full of youth, making faces at the camera.

The familiar facial features made him immediately recognize that the person in the photo was his little wife.

Even though they had exactly the same face, he always felt that something was wrong, and he couldn't tell what was wrong for a while.

He took out his mobile phone and took a photo of this photo, intending to go back and think about it carefully. Where did the trace of something wrong in his heart come from?
After doing all this, he put the photo frame back together, and took random pictures of Shen Ruohuan's boudoir with his mobile phone. At the same time, he kept rummaging in the middle and middle of the room. It's like going back to your own home.

Finally, he found some diary-like things among the books scattered in the corner of the room.

He glanced at it roughly, the handwriting on it was relatively immature, and it could be seen that it was written by Shen Ruohuan when he was young, and many things on it were written in a few strokes, without long descriptions, and the records were all unimportant things or moods.

But being able to find these was already a great achievement for him.

　ps: My diaries that didn't record too important things were also randomly thrown at home like the heroine. Some of the characteristics of the heroine have the shadow of your author himself.

　　shy~cover your face~run away~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)