10 The Prince Charming Who Can "Ride a Horse"

When Shen He'an went to the living room, Jiang Lai got back into the quilt.

He had carefully divided the porridge in the earthenware pot into small bowls for cooling down, but Jiang Lai was still not coming out for breakfast.

Shen He'an frowned with worry, glanced at the time on the phone screen, and began to calculate for Jiang Lai. Ten minutes had passed since she had just gotten up and washed up. It began to drizzle outside. Traffic jams were easy on rainy days. If she continued to delay like this, Jiang Lai would definitely be late today.

After waiting for another minute, Shen He'an finally sighed and went upstairs.

The bedroom door was ajar. Shen He'an gently pushed it open and saw the person who was supposed to go to school hiding in the quilt, revealing only a slightly red neck and an unbearable face.

The quilt bulged into a strange arc. Shen He'an stood at the door and looked at it calmly for a while, guessing that Jiang Lai should be in a posture with her legs bent and spread apart under the quilt.

Chen Hean entered the room and closed the door tightly. When he walked to the bedside, he saw that the glasses he had placed on the bedside table were gone.

Chen Hean sighed again and looked like he had a headache: "Be good, take them out. They are not things that can be put in there."

Jiang Lai's hands under the quilt were not affected by his voice at all. She was having fun by herself and even became more excited because she saw Chen Hean's indifferent expression.

If it were any other time, Chen Hean would probably let her play for a while. Anyway, the glasses had been disinfected before they were given to her.

Chen Hean looked calmly at the quilt that was moving slightly with the hand under the quilt. His face was so calm that it was almost indifferent. In his mind, he was guessing about the beautiful scenery under the quilt like an outsider who was not involved in the matter. He could even tell how much the legs of the glasses would sink in, or if they were just rubbing on the outside.

Chen Hean knew Jiang Lai very well. She was a novice and playful person. She just wanted to have something new. If he really asked her to use that thing to play with her, she would definitely cry and say no.

But seeing that Jiang Lai was about to be late for school, people who took their children's studies very seriously would not joke with Jiang Lai at this time.

Chen Hean lifted the quilt on Jiang Lai's body, ignored her white thighs and the slight dampness on the bed sheet, and took the glasses from Jiang Lai's hand with a little force. Because of Jiang Lai's dissatisfied struggle, the legs of the glasses scraped the top of her head slightly. Jiang Lai groaned without defense, then arched her waist and softened her body again.

Chen Hean took the tissue from the bedside table, wiped her a few times, and then urged: "Hurry up and get up, you're going to be late."

Jiang Lai had just been satisfied, and she was feeling lazy all over. She glanced at the direction of the window. The sky was covered with dark clouds outside, and it started to rain without knowing when.

Jiang Lai then found an excuse: "It's raining, it's raining heavily, can I take a day off today?"

Shen He'an glanced out the window, it was clearly drizzling, how could it be raining heavily? He knew that Jiang Lai loved to lie with her eyes open.

Shen He'an suppressed the subconscious urge to indulge in her, held Jiang Lai's bare hips with one hand and picked her up, took the clothes she casually threw on the bedside with the other hand, and said in a serious tone: "No, how can you learn anything if you fish for three days and dry the net for two days?" "

Why didn't you learn anything?" Jiang Lai started to make nonsense: "Do you know what force majeure means that the obligation cannot be fulfilled? It's raining, it's force majeure, it's understandable that I can't go to class." He just

knew how to play this kind of trick. Chen He'an raised his hand and slapped her on the butt: "You don't

want to go, do you?" "I really don't want to go." Jiang Lai knew that it was useless to be unreasonable, and she pouted unhappily: "Just this time, okay? I really don't want to go..."

Chen He'an knew that Jiang Lai was a little bastard who would take advantage of others and act cute. After this precedent, she would always use the rain as an excuse not to go

to class. How could she be so lazy? In the end, Jiang Lai was of course forced by Chen He'an to go to school.

Because she didn't have enough time, she didn't even have time to eat breakfast, so she only brought a sandwich to eat in the car. Out of revenge, she also brought an egg, intending to stink up Chen He'an in the car later.

Chen He'an has a mild mysophobia, which is reflected in his usual living habits. He never cares when Jiang Lai eats in the car, at most he frowns slightly when she spills potato chip crumbs in the car.

Boiled eggs are natural and harmless odor generators. As soon as Jiang Lai peeled the eggs, she could smell a smell similar to that of a fart in the car. She ate them mouthful by mouthful, but Shen He'an accepted her provocative behavior. His posture of holding the steering wheel did not change at all, and his expression was calm.

It's boring. Jiang Lai put down the things in her hands in a huff. After sitting for a while, she was the first to feel that the smell in the car was unpleasant, so she lowered the window a little. Shen He'an noticed it immediately: "My dear, if the window is raised, the rain will come in." "

It's okay." Jiang Lai replied weakly. She needed a little coolness to make her a little more sober. After all, she hadn't attended the morning class for nearly a year. If this teacher hadn't had something to do and needed to change the time to this time period, and it was a professional class that required roll call every time, she wouldn't have been able to come to this morning class at all.

She had just enjoyed the cool rain for a while when the window was raised.

Jiang Lai turned her head to the side and glared at Shen He'an angrily. The man looked normal: "It's cold in the rain, and you just came out of the warm quilt. Don't catch a cold."

Why is Shen He'an so free today and has time to send her to school?

Jiang Lai took the trousers to the extreme. She just relied on him for fun, but now she doesn't need him anymore. She is so annoyed by this housekeeper who meddles in everything.

It's early in the morning, and she is full of resentment. Even if she sees an innocent bird passing by, she will curse a few words.

Jiang Lai was listless all the way, and she still had some resentment towards Shen He'an in her heart. When she arrived at the school, she wanted to get off the car without saying a word, but she didn't know when the car door was locked by Shen He'an.

Shen He'an looked at her indifferently, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry: "You forgot something, dear."

Jiang Lai pursed her lips, leaned over and kissed Shen He'an on the lips perfunctorily.

Shen He'an didn't care about her perfunctory attitude, just told her to listen to the class carefully, and let her go.

A bright green umbrella was opened in the rain. Shen Hean saw Jiang Lai glance at his phone. He seemed to be frightened by the time on his phone. He quickly quickened his pace and trotted into the school. His back was a little funny.

Shen Hean raised the corner of his lips slightly.

It was another rainy season.

Shen Hean suddenly remembered that many of his encounters with Jiang Lai seemed to happen on rainy days. He used to dislike rainy days. The gloomy sky seemed to be born with a tragic color, which always made people feel depressed.

It was like the rain on the day of Jiang Lai's mother's funeral. The rain at that time was smaller than today, and it was tolerant without an umbrella, but it also made the girl crying in the corner even more pitiful.

Shen Hean has never been a kind person. He has lived in a wealthy family that is only interested in profit until he is in his thirties. Of course, every step he has taken has a purpose. Only when he is involved with Jiang Lai, his pitiful compassion will suddenly appear.

The girl's figure disappeared around the corner, along with her vitality, and the world left him with only the gloomy rain.

The phone rang suddenly, and Shen Hean came back to his senses, only to find that he had been sitting in the car in a daze for a while.

He swiped the screen of his phone to answer the call, and called out "Mom" in a faint voice.

The woman on the other end of the phone had an elegant voice: "Xiao An, are you busy recently? You haven't been home for a long time."

Shen He'an moved his hand on the steering wheel in the direction of the steering wheel, and his tone was calm: "I've been very busy recently."

The woman didn't seem to care whether he was busy or not. She said something that sounded like concern just to pave the way for her next words: "Come home for dinner on Saturday night. Your dad was still saying yesterday that you haven't been home for dinner for a long time." Shen

He'an paused. His Saturday night had already been booked by Jiang Lai. She suddenly had the idea of ​​going horseback riding and asked him to accompany her.

Horseback riding is a hobby that cultivates the body and mind, which is much better than Jiang Lai's hobbies such as going to bars and racing. Of course, Shen He'an agreed immediately, even though he knew that Jiang Lai wanted to go horseback riding just to see him wearing equestrian clothes.

Her iPad was full of messy things. He accidentally took a look at it last time. The colorful covers were extremely revealing. One of them was called "The Prince Charming Who Can "Ride"".

Chen He'an didn't know how to describe the cover of this book. Anyway, the man on the cover was wearing something that couldn't be called an equestrian suit. Sexy clothes were more appropriate. As for horse riding, it wasn't necessarily horse riding.

Chen He'an sometimes felt that Jiang Lai was a little too immodest, but the object of her immodest behavior was him. Therefore, unless Jiang Lai went too far, he wouldn't talk about her.

Chen He'an informed the other party in a light tone: "I have something to do on Saturday night, I'll go over on Sunday night."

The woman's tone was a little dissatisfied: "No matter how busy you are, you still have time for a meal. You are a son, how can you ask your father to accommodate your time?" Chen

He'an's tone became even lighter. He didn't argue with the woman, but just repeated again: "I'll go over on Sunday night."

The woman wanted to say something, but the phone was hung up.

Chen He'an hung up the phone, looked at the drizzle outside the car, and slowly exhaled.