After the divorce, Sheng Shao indulged in pampering

Sheng Yan got out of the car, opened the car door for Xia Qinghuan, and performed a standard gentleman's courtesy.

"Please get off."

Xia Qinghuan sat without moving, and said with a smile on her lips: "I'm not used to getting serious all of a sudden."

"What are you doing all this time today? I heard that the martial arts gym has been bought, and they want to take me back to the old place before the new owner overthrows it?"

"Let's go, there's no need for this. I want the martial arts gym for my grandparents. This is not my hometown. I'm not familiar with it, and I don't have that much affection."

"Are you going?" Sheng Yan's seriousness lasted less than half a minute.

Almost as soon as Xia Qinghuan finished speaking, he tilted his shoulders, his image suddenly became loose, and a familiar smirk hung on the corner of his lips.

Before Xia Qinghuan could reply, he frowned, bent over and picked her up, and made fun of her as he walked into the martial arts hall.

"I'm too tired to walk, give me a chance to show you and let me hug you?"

Heat slowly climbed up Xia Qinghuan's face, and she struggled a few times in the man's arms.

"Put me down, I want to go by myself."

Sheng Yan kissed her forehead: "Good boy, I'm not tired, I can hug you."

The place where it was kissed was hot and hot, spreading all the way down.

Xia Qinghuan felt that she might be sick. Looking at the man's exquisite and flawless face, her eyes seemed to be frozen, and she couldn't move her eyes for a while.

She thought, Sheng Yan really deserved his reputation as a prodigal son, he was very provocative.

No wonder so many noble daughters don't want to marry him, but they don't mind having a romantic relationship with him.

She is an emotional Xiaobai who has only had one-sided love with other people, and she is not an opponent.

But she is sober enough.

Xia Qinghuan pinched the tiger's mouth fiercely, forcing herself to look away, her tone was very calm.

"What did you bring me here for?"

She had a guess, but that guess was so unbelievable that she couldn't believe it.

Sheng Yan didn't speak, but was still walking forward.

After marriage, Xia Qinghuan was curious about the place where her grandma used to live, and had been here twice, so she had a general impression of the furnishings here.

This martial arts gym is very large, and the layout of the compound courtyard is a large three-entry courtyard.

The front yard is the martial arts training ground, such as the plum blossom pile dedicated to practicing Youlong Baguazhang, and the residence of the martial arts disciples.

There is also a large martial arts platform in the backyard, as well as a place where weapons are placed and a residence. The master and owner of the martial arts gym lived in the backyard at the beginning.

Add up to cover an area of ​​nearly [-] square meters.

In the past, the Shen family martial arts gym was considered a large martial arts gym, and the Youlong Baguazhang taught by it was even more famous, attracting many martial artists who came to learn from the master.

Even now, in this area where every inch of gold is every inch of land, the huge martial arts hall is still a golden brick walking in the downtown area.

It's just that the martial arts hall has been passed down from generation to generation, and the buildings everywhere have been precipitated by history. They cannot be simply demolished and rebuilt, but can only be repaired as before.

When Mr. Fu was sober, he even stopped in front and prevented people from using the martial arts hall, which made the martial arts hall more and more dilapidated.

At that time, Mother Fu was unwilling to give her the martial arts gym, and there were also reasons why she was reluctant to give up the benefits of the martial arts gym.

Now, Sheng Yan took Xia Qinghuan all the way there, and she was in his arms, looking at the place where grandma lived when she was a child, as if she had witnessed her growth.

Her eyes were perfect, and under the hazy moonlight, she looked at every place she passed. Although she couldn't see clearly, she still didn't look away.

Sheng Yan put her down while practicing martial arts in the backyard.

"How do you feel here?"

Xia Qinghuan stood firm and cast a sideways glance at Sheng Yan: "Of course I think the martial arts school passed down by grandma is good."

"Bringing me here, do you want me to take a last look at the martial arts hall and say goodbye to it?"

Sheng Yan lowered his head and looked at the watch on his wrist with a smile on his lips.

"Time is up."

Xia Qinghuan replied angrily, "When is the time?"

Snapped!

Sheng Yan snapped his fingers.

In the next second, a lotus lantern lit up on the training platform, followed by two, and then three.

They are arranged at random, uneven in height, but form several large characters harmoniously.

【Xia Qinghuan】

Sheng Yan turned to her at the same time, and the afterglow of the light reflected in his peach blossom eyes, shining a dazzling light.

"Huanhuan, happy birthday."

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, all kinds of different lanterns lit up again in turn, forming the characters [Happy Birthday].

Xia Qinghuan glanced around and read all these lanterns one by one. Turning around, a red book appeared in front of her, with a few gold letters written on it.

【Real estate certificate】

Sheng Yan handed it to her: "Here, a gift."

Xia Qinghuan took out her phone and looked at it. It was twelve o'clock in the morning, and it was the next day.

After a pinch, it was indeed her birthday after twelve o'clock.

However, she has never celebrated her birthday in the past three years in Fu's family. In addition, she has been too busy these days and didn't pay attention to the time. She even forgot that today is her birthday.

To engage in such a big battle, with lanterns and real estate certificates, could it be...Sheng Yan bought the martial arts gym and wanted to give it to her?

She didn't want, didn't want to have too much involvement with the feast.

But she couldn't control her hand, she took the real estate certificate tremblingly, and slowly opened it...

After reading it, she looked calm and threw the real estate certificate back to the other party.

"I don't need the house in Yongnian Community, just rent a house, you can keep it for yourself."

Sheng Yanhun smiled generously, pressed his forehead against hers, and let out a teasing sound.

"What does Huanhuan think, the real estate certificate of the martial arts school?"

Embarrassment flashed across Xia Qinghuan's eyes.

Don't blame her for thinking too much, it's because what Sheng Yan did was too imaginative.

Give me the real estate certificate of Yongnian Community, as for coming to the martial arts gym, why don't you act like a master of the martial arts gym with the lights and festoons?

She refused to admit it, stepped back to avoid Sheng Yan's touch, and raised her chin.

"Even if it's the real estate certificate of the martial arts school, I don't need it."

"Really?" Sheng Yan chuckled, took out another red notebook from his pocket, and waved it in front of Xia Qinghuan's eyes, "Really don't want it?"

Xia Qinghuan held her breath: "Do you really have the real estate certificate of the martial arts school?"

Repeatedly, it made her feel unbelievable.

Sheng Yan shook the red book again: "You'll know it when you read it."

Xia Qinghuan reached out to pick up the red book.

Sheng Yan dodged her arms back, and Hong Benben brushed past her hand.

Xia Qinghuan stood on the martial arts training platform, immediately taller than Sheng Yan by a head.

She folded her arms around her chest and looked down at the other party from a high position: "Are you going to give it or not?"

Sheng Yan played with the real estate certificate in his hand, and even used it as a fan to fan the wind around his face.

"Call me good brother, and I'll give it to you."

Xia Qinghuan felt disdain for this kind of behavior: "Sheng Yan, when did you become so childish?"

Sheng Yan made a gesture to withdraw the real estate certificate: "Should I call it?"

boom!

Xia Qinghuan jumped off the martial arts training platform: "I didn't intend to ask for love or not."

When passing by Sheng Yan, the other party grabbed her wrist, stopped her, hugged her and murmured.

"Why are you so stubborn that you will leave if you disagree?"

"What should I do with you?"

The man's hot breath sprayed on her ears and neck, grilling Xia Qinghuan with charcoal. Her body was stiff and hot, and she was about to be ignited by the flames, dancing with the fire.

She bit the bullet and said, "I don't want to..."

Before she finished speaking, the man behind her forcibly pulled away her clenched fist and stuffed her with something.

Xia Qinghuan looked at the red book in her hand, full of thoughts.

Sheng Yan urged: "Birthday present, open it and have a look."