The evil first wife who wears a book, and the future first assistant wants to kill me every day

Shen Qinglan's face slowly turned red, and she realized that she had shot herself in the foot.

If Duan Ren knew that she had peeked at him, she would really want to find a place to hide.

She simply pretended not to understand what he meant, and then pretended not to care and said, "That's just that time. That time I stepped on the mud. Weren't you taking a shower and I bumped into you?"

When he returned the second time, at least he was wearing pants.

Admit it this time, it should be okay.

Duan Ren said "Oh" and didn't seem to think much about it. He just added, "It's been cold lately, so it's not suitable to take a shower."

Shen Qinglan immediately turned the page and said, "That's right, let's just look at the scenery."

"Ah."

Shen Qinglan took a step forward, planning to take a closer look.

But no one was paying attention. The rocks on the shore were slippery and she stumbled when she stepped on them. Duan Ren supported her from behind.

"Be careful, don't get too close."

Shen Qinglan's back touched his chest, and he held his waist. It felt like a hug from behind.

He was tall, and standing like this seemed like a mountain covering her entire figure. Shen Qinglan felt a little nervous for no reason, and felt a heat rush from her waist to her face.

So I quickly stood up, changed places to look at the lake, and then shook my sleeves, as if to get rid of the strange feeling.

Duan Ren was very calm, standing behind her and continuing to look at the moon.

But at an angle that Shen Qinglan couldn't see, a slight smile appeared on the corners of her lips, and it disappeared in an instant.

A gentle breeze blew up in the valley, causing ripples. When the layers of moonlight shone like tiny snowdrops, Shen Qinglan felt those snowdrops sparkle in her eyes, causing her to have an illusion for a moment.

It was as if there was a figure standing in the depths of the lake. He was tall and majestic, with clear texture. Water droplets gathered on his body and formed a stream, falling into the lake along the undulating lines...

As soon as the picture flashed, Shen Qinglan closed her eyes suddenly and screamed in her heart.

It’s not like you’ve never seen a man’s body, so why do you remember Duan Ren?

This scenery was unbearable, and she was not a person of high spirits to begin with. After looking around dryly, she was about to go back, but when she turned around, she found that Duan Ren was looking at it seriously.

He stood motionless by the lake for a long time, his back looking desolate and deep.

Shen Qinglan came over, sat down cross-legged on the big rock next to him, picked up a piece of dogtail grass, swung it in his hand, and talked to him.

"Do you like looking at the moon?"

"Fortunately."

"I thought the secret guards liked killing people."

"do not like."

"Then why do you want to be a secret guard?"

"Because the Duke saved my life and raised me up."

"Oh, aren't you free now? Why don't you leave?"

"There's no direction, where to go?"

Shen Qinglan waved her hand and said, "The world is so big, why does it have no direction?"

"If it doesn't work out, come and play in Yiran. The grassland in Yiran is very wide and it is a very tolerant place. I guarantee that you will not miss Shu."

Duan Ren smiled and said, "Go when you have time."

Shen Qinglan moved her butt to the side and pulled Duan Ren to sit down, "Come on, let me introduce you to Yi Ran."

This was the first time I heard her mention Yiran, her hometown, seriously.

Duan Ren listened quietly.

Shen Qinglan loves her hometown very much. She talks endlessly about the delicious food, fun places and lively festivals.

There was some noise, then there was some fuss, and finally it gradually died down.

Because she was sleepy, she yawned and fell on his shoulder, her voice a little muffled.

"No matter how much you say, it's better to see it with your own eyes. My hometown is beautiful...very beautiful..."

"If you see it, if you see it... you won't want to leave."

The dog's tail grass in her hand finally lost her grip and fell.

Duan Ren reached out to catch it and held her hand together.

The moon was already in the sky at this time, and the clear light was falling, making her sleeping appearance graceful and peaceful, like a delicate flower in the mist.

Duan Ren couldn't help but stretched out his hand, brushed away a strand of hair from her temples, and whispered, "It's beautiful."

He sat quietly for a long time before picking up Shen Qinglan and walking to the carriage.

As soon as I picked her up, she woke up.

His eyes were misty and his voice was hoarse and soft, "Duan Ren?"

"Ah."

Shen Qinglan rubbed her eyes, "I'm so sleepy..."

Duan Ren said: "Go to sleep."

Shen Qinglan hugged his neck, leaned on his shoulder, and fell asleep again.

When I wake up, it's the next day.

After Shen Qinglan finished washing, she suddenly became more honest while sitting in the carriage. She didn't go to Duan Ren to play or go hunting with him. She stayed in the carriage all morning.

Shuangman was curious, "Why didn't you go see Team Leader Duan to play today?"

Shen Qinglan actually took a book to read and said casually: "Oh, I'm tired and don't want to move."

On the road these past few days, the princess was able to follow her around. Even though she was tired, Shuangman didn't doubt her. She even said thoughtfully, "Then stop reading and take a nap. I'll sit outside."

"it is good."

As the car curtain fell, there was the faint chatter of Shuangman and Jiang Mian.

Shen Qinglan was lying in the carriage, but she couldn't sleep.

She touched her face and found that it was no longer burning, but in her heart, it was always burning and made her feel ashamed.

Because last night, she had a dream.

She dreamed that when she failed to stand properly and fell while admiring the moon by the lake, Duan Ren supported her but did not let go of her like before.

Instead, he took her into his arms and kissed her...

A very light, very gentle kiss fell on her forehead.

In the dream, she seemed stupid and didn't move. She put her hand on his chest and looked up at him.

Duan Ren smiled, a show of affection she had never seen before.

Then he tucked her hair back from her ears, lowered his head and kissed her.

This time it's not the forehead, it's the lips...

From the gentle touch at first, to the intrusion, to the entanglement, to the ambiguity, every step! She actually remembered every step!

And she didn't resist at all, she was extremely obedient, and even took the initiative...

As a result, when she woke up, her face was flushed and her heart was beating wildly.

He actually didn't dare to look at Duan Ren again.

Because the dream was so clear, as clear as if it really happened.

She even remembered his breathing, his thick fingertips brushing against her earlobes, the warmth of his palms...

But she has obviously never been close to a man, let alone kissed anyone. How could she have such a wanton dream?

Is it really because he saw Duan Ren taking a bath that he reached the age of Sichun that Weiwei mentioned?

Shen Qinglan didn't understand and couldn't figure it out, but from now on, she didn't dare to look at Duan Ren again.

I always feel guilty as if I have done something wrong.

When Duan Ren approaches her, she will feel uncomfortable and avoid him.

When looking at her, his eyes would drift away.

He no longer approached him, but walked closer to Wu Hao.

Because Wu Hao is humorous and can tell a lot about his knowledge, she can sit next to Duan Ren without being nervous or thinking wildly, just like a normal person.

When she was made to laugh by Wu Hao, Duan Ren said: "I'll stand guard while you chat." Then he turned around and left silently.

No matter how careless Shen Qinglan is, she is not a fool. She noticed that Duan Ren seemed unhappy.

She felt that she had been pretending well these days and could talk to him, but a little less often, but he didn't talk much to begin with.

You shouldn't have offended him, right?

Thinking this way, she still felt a little worried, so she excused herself as tired and went back to rest, deliberately going in the direction of Duan Ren on the way.

But she didn't expect that before she was completely close, she would see Duan Ren leaning against the tree, holding a hairpin in his hand, and he was fascinated.

He was so absorbed that he didn't seem to notice her gaze.