usatvline Chapter 192: Warlord Young Commander vs. Shanghai Socialite Jin 16
Chapter 192: Warlord Young Commander vs. Shanghai Socialite Jin 16
The first night he went to Xiaobailou, Shen Tingzhou discovered that her daily life was very simple and it was easy to analyze the patterns from it.
She loves reading books and newspapers, and often sits in the right corner of the sofa. After finishing each reading, she will mark it with a bookmark and place it on the side table next to her.
There was a desk lamp on the square table, and a photo frame was placed under the lamp. That was where her eyes would often rest.
The photo in the frame is here.
Shen Tingzhou hired someone to look after his house and kept it very clean inside and out.
Chunnianren stepped over the threshold and walked around the corridor into the inner courtyard.
The courtyard was deserted, people had left, things had been moved away, it really looked like everything had changed and the people had disappeared.
But it just so happens that the people and things that disappeared here were not important at all.
There is no one else here who is happy and at peace with the family, nor is there an empty courtyard with spiders weaving their webs.
What is important is the memories of my mother and the persimmon tree she planted.
The black-and-white photo was taken in late autumn in Beijing. The persimmon tree under the eaves had lost its leaves, leaving only abundant fruits hanging on the branches.
Under the persimmon tree, Chun Nianren's mother was holding her young daughter.
It was written in the corner of the photo.
Every persimmon brings good luck.
Chun Nianren stood under the corridor, staring at the persimmon tree that was taller than the eaves, with fruits just emerging among the green leaves.
"Miss, is this apology sincere?"
Shen Tingzhou leaned against the pillar, paying attention to the expression on her face.
"When the persimmons are ripe in two months, you can have them picked and sent to Shanghai."
Chun Nianren smiled slowly, receiving the sincere heart, which was indeed a surprise she had not expected.
Stayed in Peking for two days.
Both of them were busy with their own things.
The suburban arsenal is surrounded by tall iron gates and walls, like an iron barrel, and is heavily guarded.
Even if it was Shen Tingzhou's car, the windows had to be rolled down for inspection.
The guard tapped his boots and saluted, letting him pass.
Song Yin knew that Chun Nian had come to Peking and asked her to go to the opera.
On the stage of Guangde Building, famous actors are singing "Tianhe Pei".
Beautiful tunes and clever phrases, old images of the opera world.
Nowadays in the city of Beiping, everyone who follows fashion must listen to "Tianhe Pei".
Song Yin joined the military government and became more experienced in dealing with people.
"The conditions promised by the military government will always stand."
The reason why Chun Nianren was invited to serve in the military government was, firstly, because of her current status and position, and secondly, because of her influence on Shen Tingzhou.
Upon hearing this, Chun Nianren held the teacup and sipped the tea carefully.
She cast her eyes over the famous actors' recitation on the stage.
This actor's skills are very profound. If you add a little more, it will be too complicated; if you subtract a little, it will be too little.
She rejected Song Yin again.
"He's not going to change his politics because of me."
Right now, the situation is relatively peaceful as all four sides are restraining each other.
Those people in the military government who are planning to restore the monarchy cannot be good people.
She came back from watching a play in the afternoon, and Shen Tingzhou arrived home earlier.
It was an early autumn day with the sun shining brightly. A man was taking a nap on a recliner, crossing his legs comfortably. The sun was shining through the trees, shattering on his handsome face as he closed his eyes. It was indeed a face that could make one's heart go wild.
Listening to Chunnian's light, steady and orderly steps.
Shen Tingzhou opened his eyes and looked at Chun Nianren coming in from the Moon Gate with a smile.
She was wearing a moon-white velvet cheongsam today. It was plain and simple, but it had a hint of classicism and bookish air. Her figure was slender and graceful. The cheongsam was slit below the knees, and the sunlight shone through it. Her pair of smooth white calves dazzled his eyes as she walked.
"Did you go to Guangde Building?"
Chun Nianren heard him ask, nodded, walked to the corridor, and told him specifically.
"Listen to Tianhepei."
Shen Tingzhou frowned in dissatisfaction.
"unlucky."
The two words were spoken in a dragging tone, and I wonder if there is any hidden meaning.
Song Yin was hinting at her, hoping that she would understand what the "general trend" was, but Shen Tingzhou might think that the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl was unlucky.
Chun Nianren smiled, ignored him, and walked past him.
Shen Tingzhou sat up, held her slender wrist, and pulled her into his arms.
Chun Nianren sat down steadily, glanced at him with a slight smile at the corners of his eyes.
Shen Tingzhou leaned close to her neck, closed his eyes and smelled the jasmine scent.
"Miss, what kind of fragrance are you using?"
The crook of his neck was filled with his breath. Chun Nianren raised his wrist and pushed his head.
"I don't know, just some random incense sticks."
Shen Tingzhou was pushed away by her delicate palm. Guessing that she was in a good mood today, she stopped calling him a hooligan.
He buried his head in her neck and gave her a deep kiss.
After Shen Tingzhou started to quit smoking, he felt that her skin and bones were fragrant, and he could not get enough of smelling and kissing her.
Chun Nianren has long been accustomed to it. He never oversteps the boundaries in front of others, but in private he is a beast in human clothing.
Shen Tingzhou raised his head contentedly and wrapped his arms around her soft waist, not letting her go.
With a smile on his lips, he reached to the side and took the small paper bag on the table.
"I saw it on the road on my way back. Have you ever eaten it before?"
Snacks on the streets of Beijing.
"I've eaten it, but I can't say I like it."
Chun Nianren took out a piece with his fingertips and put it to his mouth.
Shen Tingzhou took a bite and tasted sweet and sticky.
He remembered Chunnianren's taste, which was light.
Bring her a handkerchief to wipe her hands.
The light and shadows from the trees above her head fell all over her.
This is the life she likes.
"Miss, am I important?"
Chun Nian glanced at him.
"important."
"why?"
why?
The sunshine was relaxing, and Chun Nianren chatted with him here.
"Because I've spent enough time with you."
Shen Tingzhou was very satisfied with this answer.
"Miss, you have really good taste."
"Then Miss, guess what I am?"
"No guessing."
Shen Tingzhou retracted his arms and pressed the person deeply into his arms.
"It seems that Sister Nianren doesn't know me well enough."
He smiled softly in her ear with ill intentions.
"It seems I still need to work hard to make Sister Nianren understand me better."
Chun Nianren quickly placed her slender hand on his chest, and the corners of her slightly upturned eyes lit up in surprise.
"rogue!"
Shen Tingzhou held the beauty's soft waist with one hand and lifted her slender white legs with the other hand. He stood up while holding her and strode into the beauty's boudoir.
Light and shadows leak through the hollow jade windows, and the courtyard is peaceful and quiet.
The messy beauty couch had a bulging thin quilt, a soft pillow covered with messy black hair, and a pair of slender hands hanging over the edge of the couch.
Shen Tingzhou sat on the footstool with a curved lip, washed her hands gently, dried them carefully, and threw the towel into the tray beside her.
She stood up, took out a clean dress from the closet, walked to the beauty bed, sat down, and lifted the corner of the quilt.
"Miss, it's time for us to go back to Shanghai. We like it here. We can come back and live here when we have time."