I can't catch the idol queen

Chu Shan thought she knew him well, but at this moment, she felt that he was so strange.

It seemed that the Shen Mufei she knew was just a part of him, not complete.

Thinking of this, Chu Shan unconsciously tightened her palms, and secretly buried a desire to understand Shen Mufei's past.

The Shen family is very big and needs a lot of Spring Festival couplets.

When Shen Mufei wrote Spring Festival couplets, he was very serious, no less sloppy than when he was working.

Because of seriousness, it takes more time.

Every time Shen Mufei finished writing a copy, Chu Shan would pick it up for him and spread it in the study. When the study was covered with Shen Mufei's Spring Festival couplets, someone had already asked them to have lunch.

Chu Shan looked at the full Spring Festival couplets in the study, and she was very happy that each piece was a boutique that could be used for collection.

No matter what happened to Shen Mufei in the past, at least the current him likes to write, and he can write very well.

After laying out the last pair of Spring Festival couplets to dry, Chu Shan straightened her back, clapped her hands, and said to Shen Mufei, "Big devil, I'm hungry."

Shen Mufei happened to be putting a writing brush on. Hearing this, he put the writing brush on the pen holder, turned his head to look at her behind him, took a deep look, and replied, "Go downstairs to eat."

"Okay." Chu Shan replied crisply.

When going out, as usual, Shen Mufei walked in front, and Chu Shan followed silently.

Chu Shan walked behind him, her eyes fell uncontrollably on his hands hanging by his side.

Shen Mufei's hands are beautiful, fair and slender, with distinct bones and fingers, not inferior to some famous hand models at all.

For a moment, she really wanted to step forward and put her hand into his.

I don't know, what does it feel like to be led away by the big devil?
Chu Shan just thought about it, she didn't have the guts to do this.

All the way down the stairs, the restaurant was already full of people, even Da Baoer sat down properly.

Seeing them coming down, Mrs. Xi immediately closed her eyes with a smile, and repeatedly called them to sit down.

Chu Shan was still sitting next to Shen Mufei, and when they were seated, Old Madam Xi called the table to end.

This meal is not considered a New Year's Eve dinner, the real New Year's Eve dinner is at night, so this meal is very casual, more like usual.

However, even if it is very casual, compared to ordinary people's meals, the Shen family's meals are already luxurious feasts.

Now that "Nanjing Fengyun" has finished filming, Chu Shan will not have to control her figure all the time.

But if he continues to eat like this, after the Chinese New Year is over, he is not guaranteed to be nagged by Li Jie.

In order not to be nagged by Li Jie, and to not want Mrs. Xi to say that she was losing weight, Chu Shan was very clever when eating, and kept adding tea and vegetables to Shen Mufei, and she used very little of it herself.

After a meal, she was only [-]% full, and Chu Shan was very satisfied with the result.

She was satisfied, but Bai Shiqi who was sitting across from her was heartbroken.

But he is just a cook, in front of so many people, rushing to curry favor with Shen Mufei, he really regards himself as a character.

Bai Shiqi held the spoon tightly, wishing to poke the spoon into Chu Shan's eyes.

Of course, Chu Shan didn't know anything about Bai Shiqi's change of mind.

So after dinner, she was about to go upstairs to take down the Spring Festival couplets written by Shen Mufei in the study, and Chu Shan, who followed Mrs. Xi to post the Spring Festival couplets, met Bai Shiqi in the corridor.

Thinking that Goddess Bai has always been close to him, he took the initiative to walk forward with a smile, ready to say hello.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she raised her hand, before she could say hello, Bai Shiqi walked past her with a blank expression.

Really expressionless, walked over.

For a moment, Chu Shan felt that she might be a transparent air.

After Bai Shiqi walked for a long time, Chu Shan seemed to return to her original place, and belatedly withdrew her raised hand, mumbling incessantly: "Sister Shiqi, this is... didn't you see me?"

"Well, it should be, Sister Shiqi is so busy, she should be thinking about something just now, so she didn't see me."

After thinking about it like this, Chu Shan felt that it was very reasonable, so she immediately stopped being entangled or confused.

There were a lot of Spring Festival couplets in the study, and she was afraid that they would be damaged or wrinkled, so Chu Shan only took two at a time.

Shen Mufei was making paste for Spring Festival couplets downstairs, seeing that Chu Shan only took two Spring Festival couplets at a time, he thought she was so stupid.

When Chu Shan went upstairs again, he put down the paste on his hands without saying a word, raised his legs and followed.

Shen Mufei's footsteps are very light, and the sound insulation effect of the floor in the house is super good, so Chu Shan didn't realize that there was someone following her.

When she walked into the study, she took another pair of Spring Festival couplets in one hand, and when she was about to go out and go downstairs, she turned her head and almost bumped into Shen Mufei who followed her in and was standing behind her at this time.

Unexpectedly, seeing Shen Mufei who came out suddenly, Chu Shan, who was not so psychologically able to bear it, screamed directly.

"Big, big devil, are you a ghost? No matter how you walk, there is no sound?"

Chu Shan was gasping for breath. While speaking, she hurriedly checked the Spring Festival couplets in her hand. After checking that there was no damage, she patted her chest with lingering fear and rejoiced: "It's okay, it's okay, it's not broken."

Chu Shan, who patted her chest and panted to calm her mind, did not forget to check whether the Spring Festival couplets were damaged, was extremely cute in Shen Mufei's eyes at this time.

He almost couldn't bear to tell her that even if it broke, it didn't matter, he could write it again.

But if you can't bear it, you can't bear it. This sentence still has to be said.

She stretched out her hand to take the Spring Festival couplets that she cherished especially in Chu Shan's hand one by one and stacked them together.

I went to pick up the other Spring Festival couplets spread in the study, one by one, and folded them all together in my hand.

Then he walked back to Chu Shan, looked at Chu Shan who was already a little confused, couldn't help stretching out a hand, imitating the movement of not knowing where to look, put the palm of the hand on the top of Chu Shan's head, gently After rubbing it twice, he opened his lips and said softly: "Zhengdan paper, it's not so easy to break."

"Even if it's broken, I can thank you for the new one, so don't worry, Chu Shan."

"Let's go, let's go downstairs to post Spring Festival couplets."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand naturally, took Chu Shan's little hand hanging by her side, and carried her down the stairs slowly.

Not long ago, Chu Shan was still fantasizing about what it would be like to put her palm into Shen Mufei's and be led away by him. Now, she knows.

It was... like a dream.

Although Shen Mufei didn't say he likes her, but now, Chu Shan feels that she...should be satisfied.

Following Shen Mufei downstairs, the two of them hadn't reached the first floor, and on a low table facing the stairs, Old Madam Xi and Da Baoer were sitting on the work that Shen Mufei hadn't finished just now - mixing paste.

Maybe it was a feeling in my heart, after a while, Mrs. Xi raised her head inadvertently.

It was just the movement of raising her head that made her see Shen Mufei and Chu Shan coming down the stairs holding hands, and she immediately smiled and frowned.

These two people are really outrageous. They are still at home, so they don't hide it at all.

Seeing that the old lady Xi was not moving, Da Baoer tilted her head and asked in a low voice, "Grandma, this paste..."

Look, there are children in the house, if it leads the children badly, then it will be good.

So before Da Bao'er finished speaking, the old lady Xi took Da Bao'er's hand, and quickly said, "Da Bao'er, I don't want to mess with this paste, let's go, grandma will take you to eat delicious food."

"What's delicious?" Da Bao'er was a child, and when he heard about the food, he was still asking, but the person had already followed.

"There are a lot of delicious food, you just follow grandma."

The old lady Xi dragged Da Baoer away from the hall without stopping, walking all the way, not forgetting to coax her all the way: "Grandma will not only take you to eat delicious food, but also take you to play fun, okay?"

"Okay." Da Baoer clapped her hands excitedly: "Go eat delicious food and play fun."

The voices of one old and one young became farther and farther away, and soon disappeared.

Chu Shan followed Shen Mufei down, but didn't see Mrs. Xi and Da Baoer, thinking that Mrs. Xi had specifically said not long ago that she wanted to make Spring Festival couplets together.

So she didn't see anyone after this meeting, so she couldn't help asking: "Where are grandma and Da Baoer? Why didn't I see anyone? Didn't they say they were going to post Spring Festival couplets together?"

Chu Shan walked behind and didn't see anything, but Shen Mufei, who had excellent eyesight and was walking in front, saw the scene where the old lady Xi and Da Baoer quickly left downstairs just now.

Although he didn't know why Mrs. Xi took Da Bao'er away when she saw them coming down.

But he was very sure that the old lady left on purpose.

Since he left on purpose, he didn't care.

Hearing Chu Shan's question, she turned around and replied, "Don't worry about them, we'll post it ourselves."

Don't worry about them, Shen Mufei said this very smoothly, but Chu Shan was terrified when he heard it.

That's Mrs. Xi, so let's just leave it alone if you can say it?

I was so afraid that I really didn't care. After a while, the old lady came over and pointed at her nose and scolded her for being unfilial.

What should I do, should I go to Mrs. Xi, or listen to the big devil Xi?

So confused.

Chu Shan was still struggling, but Shen Mufei had already let go of her hand, changed the way to get the paste on the short table, and said to her: "Let's go."

"Huh? Oh."

Chu Shan recovered from her entanglement, and followed Shen Mufei out in a daze.

After walking a few steps, I couldn't help thinking that if I was to be accused of being unfilial, it would be right to be accused of being the Great Devil.

After all, this guy is the grandson of Mrs. Xi, and she is a cook.

The big devil is not afraid, but she is afraid of shit.

Thinking about it this way relieved me a lot.

Seeing that Shen Mufei was holding Spring Festival couplets and paste, Chu Shan was not idle, and hurriedly strode forward to take the paste from Shen Mufei's hand: "I'll get it, I'll get it, hehe."

Shen Mufei didn't shirk, and when Chu Shan reached out her hand, she let it go naturally.

But as soon as his hands were free, he immediately climbed onto Chu Shan's wrist.

He naturally took Chu Shan's free hand and slid it down from the wrist until the fingers interlocked.

There was no unnecessary movement, nor any words, just holding her hand again naturally.

For Shen Mufei holding her hand, Chu Shan couldn't help being shy, her cheeks were all red, if she reached out to touch her hand, it would definitely be scaldingly hot.

But she is still reluctant to break free, since she is reluctant, then let nature take its course.

So they walked all the way, her hands and his were tightly clasped together until they reached the first place where the Spring Festival couplets were pasted.

The Shen family is very big, and there are many places that need iron.

The first place they went to was a small house like a courtyard.

If Shen Mufei hadn't brought her here, Chu Shan couldn't believe that such a place still existed in such a modern Shen family.

The small house looks old, and the red paint on the front door has been peeled off a lot, exposing the almost mottled wooden door panel inside.

Shen Mufei didn't paste Spring Festival couplets on the main gate immediately, but reached out and pushed open the mottled gate, and then took her hand again.

He didn't look back, looked at the scenery inside the house with both eyes, and said softly: "This is the place where I lived when I was very young."

With that said, he raised his leg and stepped in.

Chu Shan didn't have time to understand how small the "very small" Shen Mufei said, she was already in the house.