Loving My Rival’s White Moonlight

I believe. "

Shen Qinghuan didn't hear it, only when the matter was finally understood, the misunderstanding between her and the abbot Jane was solved.

The beautiful Danfeng's eyes were shining brightly, and he seemed to be in a very good mood. He held his hands and said warm milk in his heart.

"Now that the misunderstanding is solved, I will go up and see your bedroom first."

After speaking, Shen Qinghuan walked upstairs.

While Jian Fan stared at Shen Qinghuan's thin and beautiful back, his eyebrows were slightly lowered, and his depressed emotions were surging slightly.

...

When Jian Fan went upstairs, Shen Qinghuan had already divided the two people's areas.

Shen Qinghuan was very conscious. Instead of robbing the bed because she was a girl, she occupied the sofa next to the bed.

Hearing the sound of opening and closing doors, Shen Qinghuan, who was laying the sofa, raised his head subconsciously.

Saw Jian Fan coming in.

She immediately pointed to the bedway.

"Abbot Jane, I'll treat you well, the big bed is still reserved for you."

Jian Fan followed Shen Qinghuan's fingers and looked over.

I saw not only the bed, but also the sofa...and the wall of books stacked in the middle of the bed.

Not high, but it clearly separates the relationship between the two.

Jian Fan pursed her lips slightly, and her dark eyes became more turbulent.

His voice was low and low, bringing out the coldness.

"The bed is for you, and I sleep on the sofa."

Shen Qinghuan was still laying the sofa and didn't look back.

"How can this work, you are the master, and the sofa is big enough, I can sleep, but you, may not be able to stretch out on this sofa."

Very simple and traditional considerations.

Just like Shen Qinghuan clarified that she would never like Jianfan, every sentence said that the two are partners. If there are emotions, it will definitely cause Jianfan troubles. She is very sensible and will definitely not happen. Let Jianfan put one hundred and twenty hearts.

Looking at Shen Qinghuan like this, Jian Fan's eyebrows became a little more irritable.

Taking a few steps forward, Shen Qinghuan stopped laying out the sofa.

"I want to sleep on the sofa. Go to bed."

Shen Qinghuan's quilt was pulled by Jian Fan. She was not strong enough, and she really couldn't pull Jian Fan. She subconsciously spoke with a little smile.

"Abbot Jane, why are you still making trouble today? Like a kid..."

When she said the last sentence, Shen Qinghuan raised her head, Dan Feng's eyes with a smile, when she touched Jian Fan's dark and focused eyes, there was a stutter unconsciously.

It took a little slower to bring out the ending sound.

"……same."

Although still the same indifferent expression, cold lenses are still driving on the tall bridge of the nose, and the eyes under the lenses still seem to be merciless.

But... when those eyes fell on her, Shen Qinghuan seemed to notice something strange.

It was like an electric shock, Shen Qinghuan's heart was tingling momentarily, which made her unable to think for a while.

She could only see Jian Fan's black eyes approaching her little by little, and there seemed to be something hidden in those black eyes.

Some are like Ye Hai that Shen Qinghuan once saw.

Dark, quiet, but hidden danger hidden.

It is so dangerous that Shen Qinghuan should instinctively want to escape.

What is strange is that at that moment, Shen Qinghuan's feet seemed to be born on the ground, with no intention of moving at all.

Just let Jian Fan approach her.

Condescending.

Jian Fan blocked the light overhead.

Blocked by the tall figure, it also seemed to be domineering and stubbornly trying to occupy all of Shen Qinghuan's sight.

Shen Qinghuan's eyelashes trembled slightly.

The tip of her nose could smell the faint scent of tea mixed with sandalwood on Jian Fan's body.

She is not a person who is obsessed with smell.

However, at that moment, she felt that the smell on Jian Fan's body was the best she had ever smelled.

Jian Fan lowered his eyes lightly, and the distance between the two faces seemed to be slowly shortening.

The sniffles seem to be slightly entangled.

near.

near.

near.

Getting closer.

It seems that as long as Jianfan lowers his head again, Shen Qinghuan or raises it slightly, their lips and teeth will touch.

"Boom!"

Accompanied by the small sound of door opening and footsteps.

"Jian Dong, I think your door is open, we will take the liberty..."

The Motusang couple's voice stopped abruptly when they saw Jian Fan and Shen Qinghuan's heads close together.

However, as soon as their words came out, the two people who had been very close each took a few steps back in an instant.

The Motusangs glanced at each other, their eyes flashed a little embarrassing, but more of them seemed to flash with gossip light.

"Are we... disturbing the two of you?"

Jian Fan turned away slightly, and Shen Qing said something in a panic.

"No...no, we are just shop... tidy up, if there is any interruption, don't bother."

Because he was too nervous, he almost talked about laying out the sofa. Shen Qinghuan Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the "March 8" book wall he had just piled up, and quickly stood forward again, trying to block the book wall with his body.

The Motusans obviously didn't believe it, and they were a little bit narrow.

"is it?"

Shen Qinghuan chuckled twice, and supported: "Of course."

Then he quickly changed the subject and said: "What can you do to find us?"

"That's it. My wife and I found that if we use a skylight to see the stars, Jian Dong's house is the best. I heard that there will be a meteor shower at 12 o'clock tonight. I don't know if it is convenient for Jian Dong to let us stay until 12 o'clock?"

It seems that when this request was made, the Mortusangs themselves felt a bit too much, and both of them had a slight embarrassment on their faces, and there was always a sense of disobedience when the two said this sentence.

It's not like the two people can make a request, but they did.

Shen Qinghuan was a little messy in her heart, but she didn't pay attention for a while, but Jian Fan behind him seemed to stabilize his mind and looked at the Motu Sang couple who made the request a little weirdly.

But Shen Qinghuan is not the owner of the house, and it is not easy to make decisions for Jian Fan, and she does not dare to look at him now.

Fortunately, after a short while, Jian Fan's cold voice faintly sounded.

"it is good."

It’s a few hours away from 12 o’clock.

It was impossible for four people to sit down, and as a result... Instead, a new skill was accidentally unlocked.

Play majiang.

Shen Qinghuan did not expect that the Motusang couple's hobby turned out to be playing mahjong.

I also didn't expect that there really were mahjong tables and mahjong in Jian Fan's room.

Of course, what I didn't expect was that a native of the imperial capital, a Nancheng native, two G City natives, and four of them would love to rub Shudi Mahjong.

Fight to the end!

When Shen Qinghuan touched the cards, he didn't consciously think about it. If Wang Qiangan knew about this, he would say that the two were not righteous enough to play mahjong.

At such a moment of distraction, Shen Qinghuan released a "cooking tube". Jian Fan glanced at it, but quickly retracted it without any action.

The Motusangs know how to count the cards, looking at Jianfan's eyes, they know it.

After a few more rounds, Motu Sang also put a "cup of a tube", which is related to the one that Shen Qinghuan just put.

Shen Qinghuan puts the "three tubes", and Motusang puts the "six tubes".

If someone has "four cans and five cans" in his hand, if the other cards are all in order, he can be both three cans and six cans.

"Hu." Jian Fan said in a faint voice and took away Motu Sang's six barrels.

The expression of Motu Sang who lost was not unhappy, but the corners of his lips curled slightly, as if he had discovered something.

Sure enough, when the round was over, the other three companies were all foolish and began to show their cards.

Jian Fan Hu is the "three cylinders" and "six cylinders".

But he didn't want Shen Qinghuan's "three tubes", but Motusang's "six tubes".

Motu Sang and Qiao Wu knew what was going on at a glance, but they didn't say anything.

On the other hand, Shen Qinghuan...

But there are no couples in the casino.

She must eat Jianfan, even a small card, she will eat Jianfan's cannon.

He was even faintly happy that he was able to win money from Jian Fan.

However, Jian Fan was not angry, and the action of putting out chips for Shen Qinghuan was quick and skillful, as if he was playing with... Shen Qinghuan.

Shen Qinghuan was immersed in the joy of playing mahjong and making money without noticing it, but the Motusangs were just bystanders, and the smiles between their eyebrows became more and more open.

The skylight was already opened by Jian Fan when the Mortusangs came in.

As 12 o'clock was approaching, I didn't know who suddenly came.

"Hey! There are really shooting stars."

Several people raised their heads together.

In the night sky thick as ink satin, a long white comet trailed across the sky instantly.

At first it was just one or two, then three, four, five or six... more and more...

The grand meteor shower is surrounded by square skylights, forming the best stargazing platform.

Shen Qinghuan's eyes widened subconsciously. This was the first time she saw a meteor shower.

When she was a child, she heard from her mother that she should make a wish when she saw a meteor.

Shen Qinghuan rubbed his hands, excitedly trying to make a wish.

can……

She caught a glimpse of the Motu Sang couple who had no intention to make a wish while gazing at the stars with appreciative eyes, and put down their hands in embarrassment.

It seems naive to make a wish in front of a scientific researcher.

Jian Fan has always paid attention to Shen Qinghuan's movements, and the movement of rubbing her hands and putting them down naturally caught his eyes.

Jian Fan raised her chin slightly and glanced at the falling meteors all over the sky.

He gently raised his hands, folded his hands together, his eyes closed slightly, as if he had made a wish.

Seeing Jian Fan suddenly made a wish, the Motusans and his wife were a little surprised. Jian Fan, who was in the impression of focusing on the development of science and technology, didn't believe this.

But soon, they saw Shen Qinghuan's eyes flashing with excitement beside Jianfan, learning Jianfan's appearance, clasping his hands together, and beginning to make a wish to the meteor.

The Motusangs were behind them, looking at the backs of Jian Fan and Shen Qinghuan close together, their heads bowed together to make a wish.

Outside the skylight overhead, beautiful and bright meteors can't help passing by.

It seems to pave the brightest and dazzling background for this caring couple.

This scene is very beautiful, very quiet, and very moving.

Motu Sang was stunned, and unconsciously took out his mobile phone to freeze the two people's beauty.

Afterwards, the Motusan and his wife glanced at each other, and quietly exited the room without disturbing the two quietly wishing under the meteor.

The Mortusang couple who returned to their room, with a smile on their faces as if they had completed the task, sent the photo they had just taken to someone.

After thinking about it, he typed a word.

"Jian Fan is very good, and their feelings are also very good."

"Shen Qinghuan will not be bullied."

...

Can be a few hours later.

Shen Qinghuan stared blankly at Jian Fan with shocked eyes, stiff body and flushing behind her ears.

Also thinking.

Have you been bullied?

***

Things went back a few hours ago.

When Shen Qinghuan opened his eyes, he realized that the Motusangs had no idea when they left.

Shen Qinghuan and Jian Fan were left in the room.

Although playing mahjong and watching meteor showers were interspersed in the middle, when there were only two people left, the weird feeling when the two were close before once again struck Shen Qinghuan's heart.

Shen Qinghuan's eyes flickered, and Yu Guang glanced at the concise and complex finishing the books.

He seemed very calm.

He was so calm that he had forgotten the approach of the previous two.

Thinking of that scene again, Shen Qinghuan's heart still couldn't help beating.

She couldn't help thinking, Jian Fan was approaching...

What does he want to do?

But Shen Qinghuan didn't dare to think too much about it, if there was something wrong with it, or if Jian Fan found her...

Found her... what?

At this moment, Shen Qinghuan's brain suddenly went blank.

She stiffened and stood up instantly.

"I'm going to take a shower."

After leaving this sentence, Shen Qinghuan went into the bathroom in a flash and left the lock.

Shen Qinghuan had talked to Jianfan before, Jianfan said that his bathroom was OK, and also taught Shen Qinghuan how to use it.

Shen Qinghuan relied on the memory method to take herself off.

Then step into the Bairunruyu milk bath.

The hot spring-like jacuzzi automatically began to massage her back as soon as Shen Qinghuan stepped in.

Shen Qinghuan's stiff body slowly relaxed.

Her blank brain was also slightly relaxed.

It's just that Shen Qinghuan, originally wanted to take advantage of this relaxing time to sort out her messy thoughts.

But because the bathtub massage is too comfortable.

Before long, Shen Qinghuan began to fight with eyelids.

In this way, slowly fell asleep in the warm bathtub.

Jian Fan outside the bathroom, sitting on the edge of the bed, picked up the last book Shen Qinghuan had piled into the wall of books.

This book is not a simple and traditional book.

The title of the book is extremely dogmatic. The blood and romance are inside. At first glance, the little secretary accidentally left it behind.

Jian Fan glanced casually, and wanted to stuff it under the desk.

But somehow, he stretched out his hand, but slowly withdrew it back.

The novel is still in his hands.

The title of the book impressively reads "The Overlord Conquer the Cold Female Star".

It's just that Jian Fan didn't seem to look carefully, didn't pay attention, and wrote a line of small characters at the bottom corner of the side of the cover.

【18.jin】

***

Jianfan turned a page casually from it.

After reading only a few lines, he closed the book with one click.

The face is uncertain.

At exactly this time, the little secretary called in.

Jian Fan picked it up.

The concerned voice of the little secretary sounded instantly: "BOSS, BOSS, BOSS, how about it? Did the Motusan couple believe you? Is my "One Hundred Questions about Love Between the Ba and the Female Celebrity" come in handy? "

Jian Fan gave a slight "um".

The little secretary was obviously relieved, and his boss said yes, this will probably happen.

At this time in the past, the little secretary also hung up with fun.

But today, the little secretary was not in a hurry, but hesitated.

Jian Fan frowned: "I have something to say."

The little secretary made two "cough coughs", and he was obviously embarrassed and slightly twisted: "BOSS, it's like this. I have a book left for you. The title is "Female Star Bastard", no Know if you see it?"

The title of the book was too shameful, and the little secretary omitted a few words inexplicably, embarrassed to say.

Jian Fan rubbed her eyebrows, and just wanted to say that she saw it, so she could send it to the little secretary some time.

But the little secretary's voice sounded again: "Never mind other books. This book is a bestseller on this subject. I heard that female stars of the cold type eat the set in it, especially..."

This article is a limited-level novel. The plot is reversed and ambiguous, and the meat is equally sweet. The set the little secretary said is more about the limited-level content, but in the presence of his own BOSS. In the face, the little secretary also wanted to maintain his innocent image.

He continued: "In short, this book is very important to me, if you see the BOSS, remember to tell me."

After the little secretary finished speaking, Jian Fan on the other end of the phone seemed to be silent for a while.

A few seconds later.

Jian Fandao.

"Auntie lost it yesterday."

Ignoring the wailing of the little secretary, Jian Fan hung up the phone indifferently.

He tapped twice with his finger on the clamped page.

After a while, he got up and lit the lamp on the side of the desk, and then quietly began to flip through the book.

From the first page of...

It took about an hour.

During the period, Jian Fan's expression was unpredictable, and eventually fell into a touch of complexity.

He didn't finish reading, with his fingers clamped on a certain page, he raised his wrist and looked at his watch.

One o'clock.

Jian Fan closed the book and turned to look at the locked bathroom door.

Quietly, somewhat quietly and scary.

He put down his book and walked a few steps towards the bathroom.

Called Shen Qinghuan twice.

But... there was no response.

Jian Fan frowned.

The bathtub system in his home, he knew, would automatically stop discharging hot water at forty minutes. If it was not added manually, it would not produce water and would not heat it.

The water in the bathtub will slowly cool down.

Jian Fan stood outside the door, listening to the movement inside, there was no sound of water.

He called Shen Qinghuan twice, and even knocked on the door a few times.

There is no response.

Jian Fan had no bottom, guessing that Shen Qinghuan might be asleep.

His brows suddenly tightened.

At the rate that the water temperature became cold, Shen Qinghuan stayed for a while, and it was estimated that he would get sick.

Although the simple bathroom can be locked inside.

But because Jian Fan's home is all smart homes, he can unlock the bathroom door with his fingerprints.

He could go in and wake Shen Qinghuan.

just……

Suddenly a few paragraphs from the novel she just read appeared in Jian Fan's mind.

[Her snow-white body, ti, back to him, beautiful shoulders, slender waist, looming qi, fu, and bright and round qiao. tun……】

[She in the bathroom, especially charming, small feet. zhi slid gently on the ground, stained with water, beautifully making people unable to remove their eyes, very beautiful...]

Jian Fan's throat moved slightly, his hand pressed against the door, a little stiff.

In the end, he still didn't use his fingerprint to unlock, but knocked on the door harder.

I don't know how long it has passed.

Suddenly there was some movement inside.

Jian Fan's stretched body was slightly loose, as if fortunately, and... it seemed that there was some other emotion.

But his body hasn't completely relaxed yet.

In the bathroom, a woman screamed suddenly.

"what!!!!!!!"

Jian Fan's body was faster than thinking, and the hand on the fingerprint code lock was pressed instantly, his eyebrows and eyes were stained with obvious worry and anxiety.

But as soon as Jian Fan entered, he still hadn't seen what was going on inside.

I saw a figure suddenly appeared in the moist air, and plunged into his arms with the warm fragrance of milk and moisture.

at the same time……

There is also a large area of ​​dazzling snow.bei.

Jian Fan's pupils opened slightly, and his whole body was completely stretched in place.