The wealthy man who wears books

The Hongxiang brocade quilt seemed to be undulating under the moonlight, but it turned out to be Zhong Xin's sturdy body, turned over inside the quilt.

He tossed half the night, spraying perfume on his body again and again, washing and wiping, so that at this moment when the lights were turned off, in this warm and soft brocade quilt, not only did he not feel drowsy, but on the contrary, he felt sleepy. There was an unspeakable excitement.

This indescribable excitement made Zhong Xin, who had always been as calm as a pine on the bed and could stay in his sleeping position all night, couldn't find the feeling of falling asleep anyway. Instead, he felt that he was trapped under the soft and fragrant quilt. It's like adding a firewood, and it's getting hotter and hotter.

He tried his best to control his hot mood, but his ears were filled with the sound of his sister-in-law's breathing.The lingering voice made Zhong Xin inexplicably think of it, from his breathing lips, teeth and mouthpiece, to his handsome face, and gradually, to his whole body.

Suddenly, Zhong Xin scolded himself severely in his heart.

Because he knew in his heart that under the brocade quilt that was fragrant in the dark night, he was thinking about his sister-in-law behind him, and finally set up a tall marching tent like soldiers marching and fighting in ancient times.

For a moment, Zhong Xin only felt that his throat was so dry that it was about to spew out fire, and hot and humid sweat had already oozed from the palms of his hands.

His rationality told himself that in this situation, he had to jump out of bed and cool off in the cold water.Otherwise, I dare not sleep on this bed anymore.

So he turned over, wanting to see if his sister-in-law had slept soundly, so that he could sneak out of bed.Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, he saw his sister-in-law behind him at some point.

Zhong Xin was tall and had long legs, so he originally occupied a large space under the quilt, but when he turned around suddenly, the bodies of the two people under the quilt inevitably bumped into each other.

Qin Huai was slightly closing his eyes, using his sense of smell to seriously feel the smell of Lao Qi's body.

At this moment, he was actually slightly excited and excited.Because he felt that the smell of Zhong Xin was probably the one he wanted most these days.

What made him feel miraculous was that Zhong Xin was in a state of falling asleep at this time, but for some reason, this unique body fragrance became thicker and heavier.

Could it be that he had caught a cold and had a fever?

While hesitating, Qin Huai tried his best to get closer to Lao Qi under the quilt, and stretched his face forward, trying to feel whether the other party was really hot.But at this moment, Zhong Xin suddenly turned over.

For a moment, the bodies of the two people were fighting against each other in the quilt, and the battle was chaotic.

Qin Huai only felt that his knee hit something hard unintentionally, which made him gasp.

However, Qin Huai did not let out an exaggerated scream piercing the night sky when the two suddenly looked at each other as described in many books.

However, it was unbelievable that Lao Qi, who had always been forbearing and resolute, hummed in a low voice, and bowed his waist all of a sudden.

Even in the dark night, Qin Huai also noticed the faint discomfort on Zhong Xin's face.His face slowly turned red in the darkness.

As a man, he knew that he seemed to have bumped into a place that made him extremely sad.

"Uncle, but I came over suddenly, did I scare you? I just discovered that the smell of the perfume on your body has changed a lot these days, which inspired me a lot, so I wanted to get closer and feel it more clearly. One point, I just didn't expect that uncle was not asleep, so he disturbed you."

Zhong Xin has quickly stabilized the fluctuations in his body and heart. Hearing his words, he shook his head, stretched out his hand to flatten the corner of the quilt, and said in a low voice:

"Lao Qi understands my sister-in-law's obsession with the perfume, and I have never slept soundly, so why bother me? Besides, my sister-in-law is no one else, even in the yard of Zhong's house at this moment, only Lao Qi can sleep peacefully by her side Sister-in-law and Jusheng are all that matters."

Under the hazy moonlight, in the gradually thinning fragrance, Qin Huai heard Lao Qi's extremely plain words, but his heart moved inexplicably. He only felt that the autumn outside was as cool as water, but inside the brocade quilt, it was as warm as spring.

Zhong Xin turned over slowly, leaving Qin Huai's generous back again.Only when he turned sideways, he said softly:

"In the past two days, it has been decided to apply for 'Zhong Osmanthus' to participate in the perfume competition. I gave this perfume to my sister-in-law and brought back the registration form. Registration is ready."

Qin Huai was slightly taken aback.

The old seven, who was extremely skeptical about the perfume he made at first, changed his original attitude unknowingly.

It's just that this perfume, what is the name?

The third young master Zhong Li has not spoken much since he woke up, and he only reads poetry collections in his room every day, and rarely even goes out of the courtyard.

He was calm and reticent by nature, even before his accident, he usually only showed some energy when he was with Zhong Feihong, talking and laughing, he was full of the way a young boy should be.

But in the current situation, the girl beside him found out that when Zhong Feihong came to the door again, although the three young masters managed to smile a little and gossip with her, but in their expressions, they were completely out of their minds The situation came out.

Everyone only thought that he had been in a coma for many days and his body had not fully recovered, even Zhong Feihong thought so in his heart.But after going back and forth, as time went by, she was a young girl with a sensitive mind, and gradually felt that something was wrong with Zhong Li, and when she was with her, she was much quieter than before, and her eyes often showed some evasiveness. Feel.

For Zhong Li, Zhong Feihong even chose to suspend his studies in France. A few days ago, because he was unconscious, he even went on a hunger strike.

So seeing his appearance at this time, she was torn in her heart for many days, and finally made up her mind to marry into Zhong's family as soon as possible, and wait by Zhong Li's side for her beloved man all night long.

So on this day, she was in Zhong Li's room, regardless of the young girl's shyness, and resolutely confessed her feelings to him, and insisted that Zhong Li agree to her right now, and immediately proposed to the elders of both parties to organize their marriage.

When she took the initiative to bring up this idea, a trace of fear suddenly flashed across Zhong Li's originally dull face.

It's just that the expression was fleeting, and Zhong Feihong didn't see it.

Ever since Zhong Li overheard in the Buddhist hall that he was the son of Zhong Jiu and He Yiru, and Zhong Feihong turned into his own niece in an instant, his heart felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and he had the idea of ​​death.

It's just that in the fire, Que'er pushed herself back to the mortal world at the last moment, and Zhong Feihong awakened herself from the self-enclosed coma.

These days, he is like a walking dead every day, he doesn't think about it, and he doesn't dare to think about how he should live in the future.

He knew that Zhong Feihong wanted to marry him wholeheartedly, but he didn't understand what kind of thoughts his mother had with that Zhong Jiu, and he even agreed to this marriage.

Perhaps, they would rather acquiesce in the evil fate of their uncle and nephew than to see themselves and Zhong Feihong die.But how did they know that if they let themselves and Feihong go that far, it would be a life more painful than death.

Zhong Li at this time is actually not afraid of death.

It was only when he heard that Zhong Feihong had resolutely gone on a hunger strike when he was in a coma and was willing to accompany him to die, that he had no choice but to put away his wish for death for the time being.

After all, if such a pure and infatuated girl, her own niece whom he dare not reveal to the public, ruined Mood for Love because of his incomplete and poisonous life, Zhong Li felt that it would be a sin to seek death now.

So at this moment, seeing Zhong Feihong disregarding his girl's status and taking the initiative to mention marriage to him, Zhong Li didn't know what to do for a while.

When he was at a loss and didn't know how to answer, a man's laughing voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"Third Brother, what are you still hesitating about right now? Why don't you agree to Sister Feihong? If a Western man hears what my sister says, he will already kneel on one knee!"

Both Zhong Li and Zhong Feihong were taken aback for a moment, and when they looked up, it was Zhong Zhi, the sixth son of the third room.

After all, Zhong Feihong was from a girl's family, seeing that his confession was overheard, he couldn't help but blush.

Zhong Zhi hurriedly gave her a bow and said:

"Sister, don't blame me for being abrupt. I just walked over to Third Brother and wanted to come over to see him. I didn't expect to hear a touching confession. After all, Sister Feihong is a woman who has stayed abroad. She is really hearty and generous, which makes people feel It's so fun. It's just that the third brother is such a mother-in-law, such a good thing, why don't you hurry up and tell your wife to know that our Zhong family should have some happy events."

While talking to Zhong Li, Zhong Zhi half-jokingly half-seriously took the phone from one side.

"You emperor is not in a hurry, but I am a eunuch in a hurry. Third brother, hurry up and call your wife to announce the good news, and ask your marriage to be done quickly."

At this moment, Zhong Li seemed to be forced to go to Liangshan, with no way out, one hand trembling slightly, took the phone in Zhong Zhi's hand, and slowly dialed the number in He Yiru's room.

Zhong Zhi looked at his pale face, slightly avoided Zhong Feihong's eyes, and an extremely weird smile flashed across his face.

It turned out that Zhong Zhi had just come out of Mrs. He Yiru's yard at this moment, but he went there at the time of Mrs. He Yiru's daily nap time.And Zhong Zhi rushed to go at this time, not to see her, but to meet her personal girl Rui'er privately.

When he returned from Bochun Garden that day, the back of Zhong Zhi's hand where Yu Tinglan had scratched his flesh and blood had slowly formed scabs.

This scab, which is often painful and itchy before going to bed, seems to have suddenly changed the Sixth Young Master who was only more interested in women.

That night, for the first time, Zhong Zhi didn't ask the maid to accompany him to sleep, but sat alone in the bedroom, smoking a cigarette for a long time.

Yu Tinglan's half-crazy appearance, and a baby whose face could not be seen clearly, made this eldest young master who had let several maids abort for him, suddenly feel what it means to be heartbroken.

And this kind of feeling, coupled with the strong retaliation of the old seven couples against the second room during the day in Bochunyuan, Zhong Zhi suddenly wanted to understand a truth.

If I am always just the third-bedroom and six-society who follows the second-bedroom tail, maybe one day, I will be thrown out by that tail. Maybe my ending, even my sister-in-law Yu Tinglan, and even the former Lao Qi, will be even worse.

And thinking of this, Zhong Zhi spent half the night smoking in the bedroom.

After thinking for a long time, Zhong Zhi finally had his own idea.

In Zhong's house, if he wants to finally stand on the top of the mountain, the best way is to let the people on the top of the mountain help him a lot.Just like the old seventh who was humbled to the center of the earth, isn't that how he was forcibly pulled up by the eldest lady sitting on the top of the mountain.

Therefore, Zhong Zhi, who had figured out some things, decided to start with what he was best at, and first strive to win He Yiru's personal girl, Rui'er.After all, if you know the enemy, you will be more confident. If you subdue her girl, you will naturally know many things about her master.At that time, whether it is Shun Cheng's flattery, or double knocking with the machine, it is equivalent to planting his bottom line by her side.What's more, Zhong Zhi is still confident that he will sleep until Rui'er.

Sure enough, when he specially picked the time when He Yiru was sleeping and came to Rui'er's room, he knew that his chance had come.

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Qin Huai sat at the table, carefully filling out the registration form for the Chinatown Perfume Contest.Because the next day, he will go to the organizing committee of the competition with Zhong Xin to submit this registration form and formally apply for the qualification.

To be honest, from elementary school to university, there are too many application forms to fill out, and this thing is naturally not difficult at the moment.

But what made Qin Huai feel like he couldn't finish writing was that there was actually only one space in the list, which was the name of this participating perfume, what was it going to be called.

He knew that Anjia's perfume had been named "Reminiscence of Chang'an," and he also knew that a name like "Zhong Osmanthus", which is both elegant and popular, has a deep market among the general public.Because in the custom at that time, in the name of the brand, the surname of the family should always be highlighted.Do you want to use the word Qin for this perfume?But here... there is still Lao Qi's painstaking efforts.

He sat in front of the window and thought for a long time, writing one after another literary or foreign names on a large sheet of snow wave paper, but in the end, this piece of paper was still thrown into the waste paper pile.

The setting sun was already setting on the mountain outside the window, Qin Huai looked out the window, and could see the flowers and plants in the courtyard, all bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun, at this moment, his eyes lit up, and he suddenly had an idea.

So, when Zhong Xin came back at night, he saw the neatly filled registration form on the desktop.

And in the column of the name of the perfume, he has already written a name that is both familiar to him and somewhat unexpected:

Four season brocade.

The next morning, Qin Huai got up early and cleaned himself up carefully.

To be honest, since he arrived at the Zhong family, he has never left the Zhong family's mansion except for the last time his family went to Baolun Temple to offer incense.

Every day in this rich but gloomy house, or mixing spices, or fighting with that bastard, for a long time, Qin Huai only felt that occasionally he heard the street hawking outside the back door, and there was a feeling of intimacy.

Maybe these small businessmen and hawkers are envious of the well-clothed and well-fed men and women outside the high walls of the Zhong family, but how would they know what kind of wounded men and women are wrapped in these wealthy men and women under their glamorous appearance? Porous skin.

When Qin Huai was wearing a blue brocade gown, with a slight smile on his handsome face, he walked quickly to the gate of Bo Chunyuan, and Zhong Xin, who was standing quietly outside the car door, was waiting for him, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes involuntarily.

He has always known that his sister-in-law is handsome, but for some reason, he who is going out to sign up for the competition today seems to be different from him in the usual house.In the eyebrows, it seems that there is a little more self-confidence, and it looks a little more handsome and energetic than before.

The organizing committee of the Perfume Contest hired a lot of foreign experts, so the address was also located in the embassy area where there are many foreigners.

When the car drove here, the faces of foreigners with blond hair and blue eyes could be seen everywhere.In those days, most people didn't have much contact with foreigners, and those who could communicate with foreigners in a foreign language were even rarer.

Even for a wealthy family like the Zhong family, only Zhong Yi had occasional contacts with foreigners in business. Like Zhong Xin's previous status in the Zhong family, he had never really had contact with a single foreigner.So when he came here, he also felt fresh.

But for Qin Huai, this kind of situation is not unusual at all.Because he was in university, there were many foreign students around him, including two British students, who were good friends. They were usually together and often exchanged studies and languages ​​with each other, which made his oral English improve a lot.

While speaking, the car had already arrived at the door of the bungalow where the organizing committee was located. Among the people entering and leaving, besides the Chinese, there were already many Western-style faces.

The registration room was in the innermost room. The two of them had just walked to the door, but the door was suddenly pushed open from the inside. A tall figure rushed out from the inside, and happened to bump into Qin Huai.

Although the man was in a hurry, when he bumped into someone, he stopped quickly. It turned out that he was a foreigner man in a western suit, about thirty years old, although he was not blond, he had a pair of beautiful blue pupils.

He supported Qin Huai, who was knocked back two steps, with both hands, and said sorry in English.

Qin Huai was stunned for a moment by his strong impact, and when he apologized in English, his already extremely proficient oral language quickly flashed in his mind, and he subconsciously replied in English that it's okay.

The foreigner was slightly taken aback. He probably didn't expect that the handsome man in front of him, full of oriental style, could blurt out standard English. He shrugged his shoulders, looked Qin Huai up and down with his eyes, smiled, showing his snow-white teeth, and Said towards Qinhuai in English:

"Is this gentleman coming to us to sign up for the Chinatown Perfume Contest? A company or an individual?"

Qin Huai nodded, shaking the registration form in his hand, "That's right, I'm here to compete in my own name."

He was only focused on answering his question at the moment, but Zhong Xin on the side had already narrowed his eyes, looking at him and the foreigner with an extremely strange look.Especially when seeing the foreigner staring at Qin Huai closely, Zhong Xin squeezed the fingers of his right hand lightly, making a crisp "click".