The protagonist of the white lotus is set to collapse

When he walked outside the door of the study, Zhuo Qian's heart almost reached his throat.

The aunt knocked on the door, and after waiting for a while, she gently opened the door: "Master, the young master and his friends are here."

Old Man Shen's dull voice came from the crack of the opened door: "Let them in."

The aunt did not go in, but made a "please" gesture to Shen Jialan and Zhuo Qian.

Zhuo Qian followed Shen Jialan and walked into the study lightly.

The area of ​​the study room was bigger than Zhuo Qian imagined. Except the wall facing the door was changed to floor-to-ceiling windows, the other three walls were changed into bookshelves, and all kinds of books were neatly and densely placed on it.

Walking in, the first thing you see is the black leather sofa, coffee table and some cabinets, and the desk and chair of Mr. Shen are in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows at the back.

Mr. Shen was sitting behind the huge desk with a few documents in front of him. He was reading the documents carefully with his head down.

Hearing the sound of footsteps from far to near, old man Shen raised his head slowly. He took off the glasses on the bridge of his nose, squinted his eyes and looked at Shen Jialan and Zhuo Qian.

"Are you willing to come back?" Old Master Shen said, with no emotion in his calm tone.

"Grandpa." Shen Jialan called out flatly, and then introduced, "He's Zhuo Qian."

Zhuo Qian felt that old man Shen's sharp eyes fell on him, and his body became stiff with tension, but he still mustered up the courage to look into old man Shen's eyes, and weakly shouted: "Grandpa Shen is good."

The last time Zhuo Qian saw Mr. Shen was at the other party's birthday banquet, he could feel the aura of majesty emanating from Mr. Shen from a long distance, but now that he was so close, he could see Mr. Shen more clearly With his handsome appearance, he can also feel more deeply the oppressive aura of Mr. Shen.

To put it in a shameful word, he was a little weak-legged.

Mr. Shen put down the document in his hand, and looked at Zhuo Qian expressionlessly. He was used to being serious, and he didn't like to smile, and he couldn't laugh, so looking at a person so directly was a bit scary.

Of course, Mr. Shen didn't know what he looked like at this time, he slowly frowned, thinking that this kid was too timid.

Although Mr. Shen had seen many photos of Zhang Zhuoqian, this was the first time he saw Zhuoqian himself. He knew that this kid was not aggressive, but rather cute and well-behaved. It was like a scared rabbit, especially those legs were shaking very obviously.

Speaking of which, this kid is really powerful, seemingly harmless to humans and animals, but he actually abducted his only grandson in less than a year.

Now his grandson's elbow is completely turned to that boy, and he escaped so hard just to see the boy without saying a word. At this moment, he just looked at the boy a few more times. His grandson stood directly in front of him, blocking his view.

Old Master Shen looked away calmly, ignored Zhuo Qian, and turned to Shen Jialan and said, "We have been persuading you for so long, but it seems that there is no effect at all."

"It worked." Shen Jialan said, "So I brought him back, anyway, you will see him sooner or later."

Old Man Shen laughed back angrily, leaned back, and said in a deep voice: "Your father is right, your wings harden after you are full, and you know how to fight us."

Shen Jialan was still neither humble nor overbearing, he said: "I didn't do this to fight against you, nor was I doing nonsense, I just fell in love with someone."

Mr. Shen asked: "You are, do you understand what liking is?"

"At least I understand better than my parents." Shen Jialan paused, then smiled at Mr. Shen, "Isn't it?"

These words seemed to have hit the soft spot of old man Shen. He who was aggressive a second ago suddenly calmed down. He pressed one hand firmly on the table, and his eyes were fixed on Shen Jialan.

In fact, until yesterday, he was still suspecting that Shen Jialan deliberately took revenge on them, otherwise Shen Jialan just liked boys, and even fell in love with Zhuo Qian who almost killed him.

But after Shen Jialan ran away from the balcony on the second floor in order to see Zhuo Qian, he began to suspect that he was wrong.

If Shen Jialan didn't like Zhuo Qian, how could he do it for Zhuo Qian's sake?

It's just that why is that kid worthy of his grandson's liking?An oil bottle who lives under the fence, did not learn well from an early age, and even borrowed usury/interested loans from outsiders.

This kind of person who is full of flaws all over his body is like a star, what is it that attracts his grandson?

The more Mr. Shen thought about it, the more he had a headache. He slowly relaxed and waved his hands: "Your parents are already on their way back. Let's have lunch together later. You can tell them yourself at the dining table."

Shen Jialan knew that Mr. Shen didn't intend to participate in this matter anymore, so he couldn't help showing a smile, and said lightly, "Thank you, Grandpa."

Old Man Shen was taken aback when he heard the words, then turned his head: "Okay, take your friend back to the room to rest."

Shen Jialan said hello.

Before leaving, Zhuo Qian hesitated for a while, but still said goodbye to Grandpa Shen.

As a result, old man Shen didn't even look at him, and only let out a snort from his nostrils.

Zhuo Qian: "..."

A string of big characters can't help appearing in his mind - the road is long and long.

It is estimated that there is still a long way to go to get the approval of Shen Jialan's family, but it doesn't matter, his boyfriend is Shen Jialan and not Shen Jialan's family.

Although Shen Jialan's bedroom was also prepared in this villa, he lived more in another villa, but when Zhuo Qian came to Shen Jialan's bedroom, he found that the bedroom was deserted and lacking in popularity. He said it was a bedroom, but more Like an expensive five star hotel.

"I seldom come back to live here. This bedroom is basically empty all year round. Only this time when I was arrested by my grandfather, I lived here for a while." Shen Jialan explained.

Zhuo Qian wandered to the balcony and found that the potted plants on the balcony were broken all over the ground, green plants, soil and broken flower pots were scattered all over the ground.

"Be careful." Shen Jialan pulled Zhuo Qian's hand from behind, "Don't step on the debris."

Zhuo Qian asked him: "Why are these potted plants broken?"

"The wind was too strong last night, maybe I was blown down by the wind after I left." Shen Jialan lied without changing his face, he didn't want Zhuo Qian to know that he accidentally knocked over the balcony last night.

After finishing speaking, Shen Jialan was afraid that Zhuo Qian would find out, so he quickly called his aunt to come up and clean up the mess.

The aunt apologized as soon as she came, saying that the house was in chaos last night, and she was too busy looking for Shen Jialan with everyone, so she didn't bother to clean up.

Zhuo Qian was extremely embarrassed when he heard these words, thinking that Shen Jialan created so much chaos just to find him, he was so ashamed that he couldn't lift his head for a moment.

When the aunt left, Shen Jialan smiled and held Zhuo Qian's hand: "What's wrong?"

Zhuo Qian touched his nose: "It's nothing, it just feels quite sinful."

Shen Jialan lowered her head and kissed the tip of his nose: "They have nothing to do for a year, so it's just time for them to move around, otherwise they'd all be lazy."

Zhuo Qian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that what Shen Jialan said was quite reasonable.

Zhuo Qian's butt still hurt a little, and he didn't dare to sit, so he could only walk around in the bedroom. He was embarrassed to tell Shen Jialan about this, but he didn't expect Shen Jialan to notice it.

Shen Jialan immediately urged Zhuo Qian to take off his trousers and lie on the bed, asking him to see if there was any redness or swelling on his back.

Hearing this, Zhuo Qian's face suddenly burned, he didn't want to take off his pants and let Shen Jialan look at that kind of place, just imagining that scene almost suffocated him.

"No, no, no!" Zhuo Qian desperately pulled his pants, determined not to let Shen Jialan succeed, "I don't!"

Shen Jialan blocked Zhuo Qian on the sofa, put one hand on the armrest of the sofa, and propped the other hand on the edge of the sofa, almost covering Zhuo Qian in his arms. He looked down at the flushed Zhuo Qian Qian Qian couldn't wait to say: "Be good, you take it off, I'll help you take a look."

Zhuo Qian was speechless, and shouted: "Look at that fart, I want to see your own."

"I can't see my own." Shen Jialan said rather aggrieved, "I can only see yours."

Zhuo Qian: "..."

After a while, he gritted his teeth and squeezed out a word.

"Let me see if there is any swelling." Shen Jialan was still sincere, and said in a high-sounding voice, "I tried too hard last night, and when I bathed you, I found a little swelling, and I don't know if the swelling has gone away."

Zhuo Qian roared unbearably: "Do you still know that it will be swollen? The mouth will swell after kissing for a long time, let alone that kind of place, what's the use of you looking at it? If you really care about me, please be more restrained next time."

"..." Shen Jialan was silent for a moment, then said, "No, I can't control it."

Zhuo Qian: "..."

Shen Jialan kissed him on the mouth: "I'd better prepare more plasters for reducing swelling in the future."

Zhuo Qian: "...fuck, you are such a fucking beast."

Shen Jialan: "Thank you for the compliment."

Zhuo Qian was really tired, so he lay down on the sofa and took a nap. Near noon, when he was woken up by Shen Jialan, he found that he was lying on the bed at some point. Shen Jialan was lying beside him, hugging his waist, head against the crest of his neck.

Shen Jialan seemed to particularly like to hold him in this position, a very possessive position, as if this could give Shen Jialan a sense of security.

Zhuo Qian stroked Shen Jialan's hair, his voice was still hoarse after waking up: "Are your parents back?"

"Yes." Shen Jialan said, "I'm back."

Zhuo Qian said: "Then we should get up."

Shen Jialan hugged Zhuo Qian's waist tightly, and after a few seconds, he sighed sincerely: "It's the first time I don't want my parents to go home so much."

However, even if he didn't want it anymore, his parents came back, so the two packed up and went downstairs as quickly as possible.

They came directly to the restaurant. Shen Yanqing and He Hongwen were already sitting at the table waiting. There was no one else present, and there was no need to act. exist.

After hearing the footsteps, He Hongwen looked up first, then showed a gentle smile, and beckoned to Zhuo Qian: "Come and sit."

Zhuo Qian uneasily called Auntie Hello, then turned to Shen Yan and gently called Uncle Hello.