She Is From The Countryside

  Chapter 39 Beauty Under the Oil Paper Umbrella

   Jiang Che took the black umbrella handed over by Jiang Lin, and it was already raining in the sky.

   Open the umbrella and step into the drizzle.

   As soon as I walked out of the courtyard gate, I saw a person walking on the road paved with stone slabs in the bamboo forest in the rain.

With the breeze blowing, the drizzle beats the bamboo leaves and makes a soft sound. The person under the rain is wearing an oil-paper umbrella, and the oil-paper umbrella is printed with ink lotus flowers. The person under the oil-paper umbrella is wearing an emerald light green cheongsam. Mo's hair was **** with a simple hairpin, and on his feet were a pair of light-colored stilettos.

   In the misty drizzle, she came in the rain.

   She has an outstanding appearance, elegant temperament, exquisiteness, and lotus flowers every step of the way.

  Xu was that the sound of the rain in his ear was so loud that it hit his heart, so that when the man looked up, the heartbeat of the person under the black umbrella missed half a beat.

   The moment his eyes met, Shi Yan stopped.

   In the misty drizzle, he looked at the person standing on the stone steps in front of the courtyard gate.

The decoration style of   Bamboo Garden is more modern and national style. The gate of the courtyard is a double-opening wooden door, and the top of the gate is designed with an inclined pile of ink tiles.

   The man was standing in front of the courtyard with a black umbrella. He was wearing a white shirt with half-rolled sleeves. He held the umbrella handle in one hand and put the other in the pocket of his black trousers.

   He is tall and tall, with a clear face, warm eyebrows, and a blue-like temperament.

  There are bandit gentlemen who are as sharp as sparring, as sharp as grinding.

  The two looked at each other in front of the courtyard in the rain.

   Maybe they looked at each other for a long time, or maybe it was just a few seconds.

  The beauty under the oil-paper umbrella burst into a smile, shallow, faint, her lips with lip makeup opened gently: "Mr. Jiang."

The sound of    is mixed with the sound of rain, which is ethereal and pleasant.

   Her temperament is not in the skin, but in the bones, outstanding, but restrained.

  I don't know if it was influenced by the fresh rain in the late summer, or because of the shadow of the black umbrella, the clear and warm face looked a little less morbidly pale in the past.

   "Ms. Shi." His voice was just like his own, giving people a feeling like a spring breeze, moistening things silently.

   He walked towards her, and Shi Yan also began to walk towards him slowly.

   The two were not far from each other, but they were only one step away in a moment.

  Jiang Che closed the black umbrella he was holding on top of his head and held it in one hand, and took the umbrella in Shi Yan's hand with the other: "The road is slippery in rainy days. It's inconvenient for Miss Shi to wear high heels. I'll take an umbrella."

   His tone was calm, as if it were the truth.

  Shi Yan blinked and glanced at the road wet by the rain.

  The flagstone road is flat, but it doesn't look like it is easy to slip.

   But Shi Yan didn't say much, just said: "Thank you."

   released his hand, and the umbrella handle fell into the opponent's hand.

  Under the oil-paper umbrella, one person became two people.

  Shi Yan is 1.68 meters tall and wears about 6 centimeters of high heels, but it is also higher than Jiang Che's ears. If she takes off her high heels, she should be just above his shoulders.

  The two walked towards the yard. From the back, under the oil-paper umbrella tilted slightly in the direction of Shi Yan, one was tall and well-proportioned, and the other was slender and exquisite.

  In the bamboo forest under the rain, it becomes a beautiful picture.

  Jiang Lin stood under the eaves and saw the two people walking towards him under the oil-paper umbrella.

   At that moment, what was Jiang Lin's mood?

   I can't say it clearly, only a few words echoed in my mind: What a pair of bi people!

  The two were walking in the rain, even if they didn't say a word or even make eye contact, the atmosphere between the two was harmonious and compatible.

  Besides "a good match", Jiang Lin couldn't think of any other words to describe them.

  A gentleman is like jade, warm and lustrous.

   This is the description of the fifth master in the circle.

   But those who are familiar with the fifth master know that this is just the appearance of the fifth master.

   Unless the fifth master is willing, no one can provoke his majesty.

   This is also known to many people in the circle.

   Jiang Lin never thought of what kind of person would be worthy of such a fifth master, but now he finally knows.

   Warm and drizzle, such a beauty, slim and graceful.

   This Miss Shi Yan seems to be born to stand beside the fifth master, not more, not less, she stands beside the fifth master, just perfect.

   Jiang Lin backed away silently, before the two found him.

   Stepping under the eaves, Jiang Che put away his umbrella, leaned the two umbrellas against the wall under the eaves, and stepped back slightly, the gentleman said politely, "Miss Shi, please come in."

  Shi Yan glanced at the two umbrellas he had placed on the wall, turned his eyes to him, smiled lightly, and walked into the room.

   Speaking of oil-paper umbrellas, she still bought a lot of clothes, and the shop that bought this cheongsam gave them to Jiang's old house together with the clothes.

  Shi Yan thought it would be useless, but today has changed.

   When she was about to go out, she saw that the sky was a little dark and worried that it would rain, so she took this oil-paper umbrella with her, and she really used it.

   Sitting on the sofa in the living room, Shi Yan did not look around and sat upright.

   But he couldn't help but aim at the newspaper on the sofa.

  The newspapers seem to be randomly placed, which seems a little out of place in this neatly arranged living room.

   Newspapers thrown around...

   is somewhat inconsistent with the feeling Jiang Che gives.

   Just as she was thinking, Jiang Che, who went to bring her tea, said, "I'm sorry."

   He put the teacup on the coffee table in front of her: "Miss Shi, please have some tea." Then he walked over to pick up the newspaper, folded it on the small bookshelf in the living room, and then walked over and sat down.

  There are bookshelves in the living room, probably because he would read books and newspapers in the living room on weekdays, for convenience.

   There was also a cup of tea in front of him.

   The tea was a little hot, Shi Yan only held it, but didn't drink it, looking at Jiang Che sitting on the single sofa.

  Yes, Jiang Che was sitting on the single sofa, and Shi Yan was sitting on the longest sofa. The two were not sitting on the same sofa, and the distance was a bit far.

  Shi Yan glanced at the distance between the two, his eyes flashing slightly.

   But he recovered quickly and said with a smile, "Mr. Jiang, you said the cakes will be delivered at five o'clock, am I too early?"

   It's only ten past five o'clock.

   "No, Aunt Shen made the cakes in advance and delivered them half an hour ago. Miss Shi's order is just right."

   He put down the tea cup in his hand: "Miss Shi, wait a moment, I'll go get the cakes."

  Shi Yan wanted to say no hurry, but he got up and left to go towards the kitchen.

   Looking at the back of his leaving, Shi Yan had to take back what he was about to say, and then glanced at the distance between the two, Shi Yan picked up the tea cup and moved it to the side.

   The distance of only one position is not obvious, so it should not be easy to see. But when the person who came back from fetching the cakes looked in her direction, his footsteps stopped for a moment.

  The pastry box was handed to her, and Shi Yan took it.

   Jiang Che sat back on his single sofa again.

   "It's raining outside, Ms. Shi might as well sit for a while and go back when the rain stops." Although there was no expression on her face, her tone was gentle, and she felt very gentle.

  Shi Yan smiled gently: "Then it's annoying."

He said softly "It's okay", then looked at the pastry box she was holding in her hand after taking it, tightened his hand holding the tea cup slightly, and said, "I don't know how long it will take for the rain to stop, and the pastry tastes good while it's still hot. Better, why don't Miss Shi just open it here and try it?"

   "Mr. Jiang doesn't say I'm going to eat it now."

   I really like this cake, but she said it herself, she naturally likes cakes a little bit, and when you get the cakes in your hands, you don’t want to eat them for the first time.

   Open the pastry box.

   Pastries are as delicate as ever.

  Elegantly took out a piece and was about to eat it, but found Jiang Che staring at her. When he was about to eat the cakes, Shi Yan smiled and asked, "Would you like to try it, Mr. Jiang?"

   Jiang Che was stunned.

   She thought he wanted to eat pastries by staring at her like that?

   Yes, when he first gave her the cakes, he said that the cakes made by Aunt Shen tasted very good, and she would mistakenly think that it was okay for him to want to eat them.

   "Aunt Shen brought two boxes over. I've already eaten it. Miss Shi, eat it. Don't worry about me."

  Shi Yan did not persuade him any more, and took a sip of the cake.

   Before chewing, I heard him ask: "How does it taste? Can you still eat it?"

The tone of    seemed a little eager.

   This is very inconsistent with his temperament.

  Shi Yan was stunned for a moment, feeling strange in his heart.

   Gently chew the pastry in your mouth.

   is even weirder at heart.

   Just because she doesn't pay attention to what she eats doesn't mean she doesn't know how to eat it. She can quickly tell the difference when you enter pastries. Although the cakes this time are very similar to the last one, they are only eight points the same.

   is definitely not from the same person.

  Shi Yan's gaze unconsciously swept to Jiang Che's hand holding the teacup.

  The ten fingers are slender, and the thumb of the left hand wears a jade ring finger, as if it was first seen.

   is just like.

  There are a lot of tiny marks on his fingers, which are not obvious, and can't be seen if you don't pay attention.

   It looks like a trace left by something scalded.

   For a while, Shi Yan didn't know what it was like in his heart, it seemed a little sweet and a little sour.

   "It's delicious." She frowned and smiled.

   In the past, the elegant eyes seemed to be twinkling with stars, shining brightly.

   Jiang Che lost his mind for a moment, put the tea cup down, crossed his legs, and put his hands on his legs.

   is really a sharp and smart girl.

   "Miss Shi likes it," he said.

   There seems to be a faint smile in his eyes.

   "But it's almost time for dinner. Miss Shi will try it. You shouldn't eat too much." He raised his eyes and looked out the window.

   "I'm afraid the rain won't stop for a while. If Miss Shi doesn't dislike it, she might as well stay in Zhuyuan for dinner."

  Shi Yan held the cake for a while, and followed his line of sight to look out the window.

  It was raining a bit.

   I'm really afraid that I won't be able to stop for a while.

   "Will this bother Mr. Jiang too much?"

"Will not."

   "Then I'll bother you."

   "Miss Shi doesn't have to be so polite."

After    finished speaking, he looked at her and asked, "Miss Shi, are the pastries really delicious?"

   "It's really delicious." After saying that, Shi Yan turned his face away and pursed his lips and smiled.

  The expression on Jiang Che's face didn't change, but Shi Yan felt inexplicably that he was in a good mood at the moment.

   The beauty smiled and looked forward to the brilliance.

   Jiang Che was stunned for half a second and looked away.

   "Miss Shi likes it. Aunt Shen likes to make cakes when she has nothing to do. When Miss Shi wants to eat, just tell me, and I will find Aunt Shen to make it and deliver it."

  The corners of Jiang Che's lips seemed to rise, but the curvature was very small.

   took a sip of tea to cover up.

  Shi Yancha saw the insignificant curvature of the corners of his lips, Yingying smiled lightly: "Then I won't be polite to Mr. Jiang, I really like this cake."

   "It's not something precious, as long as Miss Shi likes it, you're welcome."

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   You may not believe it. I wrote this chapter 3,000 words for more than three hours. I wrote it, deleted it, and wrote it again. I feel that I am not satisfied with how I wrote it. I don’t know if everyone is satisfied after reading it.

   Hahaha~

   See you tomorrow!

   (end of this chapter)