After Escaping Marriage [GL]

A group of three got into the car, Yu Qingtang glanced calmly at the mother and daughter who got into the car a few steps behind her, secretly guessing what they said, would it have something to do with him?

Didn't Cheng Zhanxi see the expression of the young mistress when I heard the words just now? If she sees...

Yu Qingtang had to admit that she did not resist this possibility.

She is not as outgoing as Cheng Zhanxi, but like every girl in love, she hopes her lover can understand her thoughts.

It took some time to go to the racecourse. Several people got up early, and they didn't have much energy to chat when they got in the car.

Cheng Zhanxi got out of the car first, and then helped Song Qingrou and Yu Qingtang to get down in turn. After her mother's hand was steady, she let it go. Yu Qingtang's hand held it and didn't let it go. She even held it and shook it twice. with joy.

Song Qingrou glanced at it, and there was a sour feeling in her heart that "the female university is not in the middle".

The manager who was waiting at the door in advance greeted him: "Madam, miss..."

There was no pause for a second at Yu Qingtang's place, carrying out the name of the Cheng family, and said with a calm expression, "Young mistress."

Yu Qingtang clasped Cheng Zhanxi's knuckles and couldn't help curling up, and she almost shyly hid behind Cheng Zhanxi.

The ranch manager took them in.

The horse farm was given to his daughter Song Qingrou by Commander Song. She likes to ride horses, and she will come here for a lap when she has nothing to do. She also owns a large piece of land around. Because of his informal temperament, he felt that he had no common language with Cheng Yi, the polite and serious young master of the Cheng family.

Of course, it was slapped in the face later.

Song Qingrou and Cheng Zhanxi have their own horses. Before changing their equestrian clothes, the manager took Yu Qingtang to pick a horse.

Song Qingrou walked beside them, and Yu Qingtang changed from holding Cheng Zhanxi's hand to her corner.

The horses in the pen are eating grass, and they are all raised to have smooth fur and fat bodies. Adult horses can be big or small. Heavy breeds can be up to two meters in height and 1,200 kilograms in weight. In addition to pocket horses, the shortest are nearly one meter and several hundred kilograms. Most of the horses in the stable are good horses and BMWs. They are about the same height as the people on the scene. In addition to their length, they look very shocking.

Horses with owners who are fostered here cannot be picked, and the manager takes them all the way inside. One of the horses snorted and made a loud noise. Yu Qingtang was caught off guard and jumped up in fright.

Is really jumping up, feet off the ground and then falling.

Cheng Zhanxi couldn't hold back, and thumped.

Song Qingrou endured it, but didn't hold back, she laughed.

The manager had seen it a lot, so he reassured, "It's okay, young lady, it's very good." He patted the side of the horse's neck with his hands, and the 1.8-meter black horse gently pressed against his palm.

Yu Qingtang was embarrassed, and pulled Cheng Zhanxi's clothes forward.

Cheng Zhanxi skipped this part knowingly and asked the manager to take them to choose horses quickly.

The first requirement is meekness, dear ones.

The manager brought over a foal, which was all black, like black satin, shiny with oil, and had a white mane on its forehead.

The coach came to teach Yu Qingtang the basic skills of getting close to the horse, what movements would make the horse feel kindness, etc. After getting to know the foal, the three went to the locker room to change into equestrian clothes.

The white trousers have a slim fit, and the boots have countless extra points. The upper body is black, and the visual impact is obvious.

The entire set of equestrian clothing also requires helmets, protective vests, etc. Yu Qingtang looked at the mirror and felt like he was looking at another person, which was unfamiliar before.

The long hair is pulled up and looks smart and sassy.

She recalled the various horse-riding heroics she had seen on TV, and felt that she had also become a member of the galloping horse, and the wind from the green grass had blown on her face.

Cheng Zhanxi knocked on the door outside: "Tangtang, are you ready?"

Yu Qingtang put away her imagination and restrained her uncontrollable smile. She adjusted her expression slightly, opened the door, and said, "Okay."

As soon as she showed up, Song Qingrou's rainbow fart started: "What is this in the world, it's unique, as graceful as a jade beauty!"

Cheng Zhanxi: "..."

Yu Qingtang glanced at Cheng Zhanxi and walked to her side step by step.

Cheng Zhanxi smiled, his eyes bright: "It looks good."

Yu Qingtang also smiled shyly.

Later, she realized that Song Qingrou and Cheng Zhanxi's helmets were all in her hands, but she was the only one who put them on honestly. When they were about to take them off, the mother and daughter moved faster than her, so they simply put on the helmets neatly. , Cheng Zhanxi took her hand and said gently, "Let's go, the horse is outside."

Cheng Zhanxi's horse is a white horse, completely white, without a single stray hair.

She put on the saddle, stepped on the stirrup with one foot, and straddled her long legs. She moved smoothly, and the next second she was firmly on the horse's back.

Yu Qingtang only felt a flower in front of him, so he changed the picture.

Cheng Zhanxi was sitting on a high white horse, with a slender figure, with the sunlight shining down behind him, his face plated with hazy gold fringing in the sunlight, and his eyebrows and eyes were amazingly beautiful.

It reminded Yu Qingtang of a sentence I didn't know where to read: The one riding the white horse is not necessarily a prince, but a princess.

Song Qingrou slandered from the side: What a deliberate peacock to open the screen.

She took her own big brown horse and sat on it with ease, holding the rein in one hand and the whip in the other, and with a clear squeak, she drove the horse out, raising billowing dust.

Yu Qingtang's eyes were immediately attracted to Song Qingrou.

Song Qingrou was wearing a red riding uniform and galloping on a horse. Her upper body was low, like a nimble cheetah, hunting with the wind. Even if she couldn't see her face clearly, she could still feel her dashing demeanor.

Yu Qingtang heard that Song Qingrou was the daughter of the general, and she behaved in a wanton manner, more grand than ordinary men. It's no wonder that a special person like Cheng Zhanxi can be cultivated.

Yu Qingtang looked at Song Qingrou for too long, and didn't notice Cheng Zhanxi's increasingly dark face.

Cheng Zhanxi gave the coach a wink.

The coach took the foal over and shouted, "Miss Yu?"

Yu Qingtang recovered and said, "Yes."

The coach said: "I will help you up first?"

The imagination is full, the reality is very skinny.

Yu Qingtang struggled for several minutes just getting on the horse. The horse had body temperature and felt hot to the touch. Yu Qingtang didn't dare to touch it directly, and was very cautious. The coach looked at Cheng Zhanxi next to him without blinking, and couldn't let go of his hand to support her.

Cheng Zhanxi got off his horse, and the coach wisely stepped aside.

Cheng Zhanxi's equestrian skills are acceptable, but riding by himself is one thing, teaching is another. The coach dictated, and she practiced.

Yu Qingtang was put on a horse by Cheng Zhanxi. Although the foal is a foal, its size is not small at all. Thoroughbred horses are inherently superior, with strong and powerful hooves. Yu Qingtang sat on it, looking at the height off the ground, clutching the saddle tightly, too stiff to move.

Cheng Zhanxi took the reins and took her for a half-circle.

Song Qingrou ran lap after lap, causing the foal to agitate, and its front hooves stomped on the ground.

Cheng Zhanxi called out "Mom", Song Qingrou pulled the reins, the horse's front hooves raised and fell to the ground, hot air gushing from her nostrils.

Song Qingrou turned back.

Cheng Zhanxi pointed to the foal: "If you run again, it will follow."

"Okay, I won't bother you." Song Qingrou laughed and asked to open the guardrail and make a hole. She rode out directly, leaving only the backs of one person and one horse.

Yu Qingtang couldn't help but whispered "Wow",

Cheng Zhanxi jumped up and pinched... without pinching her face.

Yu Qingtang leaned down cooperatively and let Cheng Zhanxi squeeze her chin.

Yu Qingtang walked half a circle again, slowly daring to hold the reins by herself, drove the horse to continue to circle, and said enviously, "How long do I have to practice to be like Auntie?"

Cheng Zhanxi said, "Ten or twenty years."

Yu Qingtang: "..."

Cheng Zhanxi said: "She has been riding a horse since she was a child. She is about four or five years old. Now it has been more than fifty years. If I say ten or twenty years, I will say less."

Yu Qingtang pouted.

Cheng Zhanxi turned to a smile and said, "But you can practice like me, and I can ride well. Would you like to see it?"

Yu Qingtang's attention was immediately diverted, and he couldn't wait to say, "Look."

Cheng Zhanxi put his finger in his mouth and whistled.

At the other end of the racecourse, the docile white horse raised its head, raised its snow-white hooves, and ran quickly in the direction of Cheng Zhanxi.

This is like a magical scene in a TV series, Yu Qingtang was captured immediately, her eyes suddenly lit up, and two big characters were written: I want to learn!

Cheng Zhanxi jumped onto the white horse, wrapped the reins twice in his hands, and smiled at her: "I forgot to tell you, I also started riding at the age of four."

Cheng Zhanxi stretched out his hand and pressed the edge of the helmet, and with a clear drink, the white horse rose up and rushed out like an arrow from the string.

There was a flurry of white snow on the field.

Is there a difference between more than 20 years of riding experience and more than 50 years of riding experience? Of course there is, but in the eyes of beginner Yu Qingtang, you can't see it, and with the sweetheart filter, Cheng Zhanxi's horse galloping on the pasture instantly throws ten Song Qingrou out.

Cheng Zhanxi came back after a lap, holding the reins in his hand to let the horse walk slowly, his upper body was straight, his body undulating with the white horse's pace, calm and graceful, like a piano piece with a gentle rhythm.

Yu Qingtang's eyes glowed: "Teach me."

Yu Qingtang didn't have the opportunity to develop hobbies and hobbies since she was a child, and she didn't know what she liked. After seeing Song Qingrou and Cheng Zhanxi's performance on the racecourse, she developed a strong interest.

On the first day, they rode until ten o'clock in the morning, Cheng Zhanxi went to work, Song Qingrou took her to drink tea and snacks in the VIP hall, and there was a tea house near the racecourse, the owner was Song Qingrou's friend, and had lunch at Song Qingrou's friend's house at noon, Dishes are prepared by the owner himself.

He loves food, he opened a private restaurant, decorated with Zen style, he is not very famous, and he does not advertise outside, but the customers who have come here are well-received. The biggest chef inside is himself, but he doesn't cook often, and is mainly responsible for developing new dishes. If the customers catch up, they will laugh and say Sansheng is lucky.

The charging standards here are not expressly stipulated, nor are they written on the menu, and they are given according to their wishes. It doesn’t matter if the person with more money pays more, and the person with less money pays less.

The world's great wonders.

Everyone has their own way of living.

Yu Qingtang went back and told Cheng Zhanxi about the strange person he met, Cheng Zhanxi sat on the sofa, put his arms around Yu Qingtang and sat on her lap, and said, "He is one of my uncles, don't tell me I haven't remembered it yet, I have been there for a long time. I haven't seen him, I'm thirsty."

Cheng Zhanxi swallowed.

Yu Qingtang smiled and said, "Do you want to see your uncle, or do you want to eat his cooking?"

Cheng Zhanxi said, "I think, you don't know. For him, missing his dishes makes him happier than missing him."

Yu Qingtang picked up a strand of long hair in front of her, lowered her eyes and said, "I think..."

Cheng Zhanxi rubbed her cheek with the tip of her nose, "What do you think?"

Yu Qingtang said: "The world I've seen before is too small. Auntie took me out these few days. I feel that the world is very big, and I want to see more."

Cheng Zhanxi said "um" in agreement, with a smile in his eyes.

Yu Qingtang asked again, "When will you finish your work?"

Cheng Zhanxi wondered: "what?"

Yu Qingtang grabbed the long strand of hair and tugged at Cheng Zhanxi's scalp. It wasn't very painful, but Cheng Zhanxi hissed softly.

Yu Qingtang let go of her long hair and whispered, "I want you to accompany me."

"Can't my mother accompany you?" Cheng Zhanxi asked knowingly.

Yu Qingtang muttered, "Can your mother be the same as you?"

Cheng Zhanxi heard it clearly, but pretended not to: "What did you say?"

Yu Qingtang buried her face in her shoulders and said sullenly, "It's nothing, it's fine if you're busy."

Yu Qingtang was wronged, how could Cheng Zhanxi have the heart to tease her again, he hugged someone to him, held her waist, faced her face, and said gently and gently, "I've been busy recently, and I can't take it off in a short time. Get off."

The corners of Yu Qingtang's mouth turned down subconsciously, and returned to normal very quickly, and said generously: "It's okay, you go to work first."

Cheng Zhanxi changed his words and said, "But I can take you to the studio tomorrow and go to the gallery by the way."

Yu Qingtang's face brightened, and her reason was forcibly suppressed, and she said, "Won't it delay your work?"

"Only one day, no."

One day is enough, it's better than only seeing each other in the morning and evening.

Yu Qingtang wrapped her arms around Cheng Zhanxi's neck and took the initiative to kiss her on the lips.

Cheng Zhanxi leaned back, sank into the sofa, and closed his eyes. Yu Qingtang sat on her lap with his knees apart, held her cheek, and kissed her from top to bottom.

The posture is very aggressive, very aggressive, Wannian Yujie is always attacking.

Cheng Zhanxi raised her neck to bear it, and then Yu Qingtang took her hand and put it on the button of her shirt, her waist swaying like a wicker.

what.

Familiar history repeats itself again.

Cheng Zhanxi returned to the room with Yu Qingtang, who had suffered once, and moved to the bed.

The long black hair like crow feathers poured down on the pillow like running water, Cheng Zhanxi sniffed her fragrant hair fascinatedly, the tip of her nose rubbed against her neck, her lips replaced her nose, and continued.

Yu Qingtang was in a state of confusion, clutching at random, trying to grasp something but couldn't grasp anything, Cheng Zhanxi grabbed her hand, pressed it on top of her head and intertwined her fingers.

her scent.

Cheng Zhanxi tasted and tasted, endlessly.

The second time was so long that Yu Qingtang couldn't resist.

"No... Say tomorrow... to... work?" She clasped Cheng Zhanxi's fingers with her knuckles and said intermittently.

"Well." Cheng Zhanxi responded, biting her auricle lightly, but had no plans to stop.

"..."

Cheng Zhanxi let go of Yu Qingtang's hand, and Yu Qingtang melted into the soft big bed like spreading water.

Cheng Zhanxi grabbed her ankle.

Yu Qingtang lowered her head and exclaimed, "You—"

The night was dark, the lover's twilight was isolated within the curtains, and only sporadic brokenness was heard by the passing wind, but the wind would not tell human beings.

Yu Qingtang fell asleep, slept very deeply, and his breathing was heavier than usual, showing that he was exhausted.

Cheng Zhanxi got up, took a shower, rinsed his mouth, cleaned up the mess, and then climbed into bed, still full of energy.

She almost tossed Yu Qingtang awake again. Today is Yu Qingtang in equestrian clothes, and there are new excitements every day. Cheng Zhanxi felt that if it continued like this, Yu Qingtang's arms and legs would have to be broken for herself, or should she sign up for a fitness class? If the fitness class is not good, Yu Qingtang will definitely not be able to stick to it. Yoga seems to be good, and swimming is also ok.

Yu Qingtang in a swimsuit appeared in Cheng Zhanxi's mind, so he interrupted quickly and closed his eyes to sleep.

***

Early in the morning, Yu Qingtang opened her eyes, lay still on the bed, watched Cheng Zhanxi wash, walked around the room to clean up, and finally Cheng Zhanxi took her out of the quilt.

He took it out sideways, put it upright in the bathroom, squeezed toothpaste for her, put one arm around Yu Qingtang's waist while brushing her teeth, and massaged her gently.

After Yu Qingtang brushed her teeth, she rested her hands on the sink, her thin lips pursed tightly, and her eyebrows frowned slightly.

"Does it still hurt?"

"acid."

The two patterns chosen last night put too much burden on Yu Qingtang's waist. After she finished breakfast, she got into Cheng Zhanxi's car and slowly recovered, and let out a long sigh of relief.

Cheng Zhanxi flattened the co-pilot's seat, let her lie down, and said distressedly, "Why don't you rest at home?"

Yu Qingtang said, "No."

Seeing her firm attitude, Cheng Zhanxi stopped insisting.

"Then lie down for a while, and I'll call you when I get there."

"Okay."

Xiaoxue was notified by Cheng Zhanxi in advance and waited at the door of the studio early. At around nine in the morning, she saw Cheng Zhanxi leading a woman in a white suit, with three-quarter sleeves, a streamer at the neckline of the suit, white wide-leg trousers, low-heeled shoes, cold and delicate eyes, and a strong aura. A royal sister.

Xiaoxue: "!!!"

Xiaoxue thought that Teacher Cheng's target was a soft girl.

Xiaoxue pressed the shock in her heart, stepped forward and said, "Mr. Cheng..." She looked at Yu Qingtang.

Yu Qingtang said calmly, "My surname is Yu."

Xiaoxue is fluent in kindness: "Miss Yu."

Xiaoxue stretched out her hand in a gesture of invitation and said, "Miss Yu, let me introduce you to our studio."

Cheng Zhanxi's studio is not big. Entering from the door, there is a large office with a wide view, and there are several separate office rooms, glass conference rooms, the shutters are open, and no one is there now.

Xiaoxue led the two in, and the employees raised their heads and looked curiously at the source of the sound.

Wow.

When Xiaoxue saw their expressions saying the same word, she raised her hand and pressed down. The employees lowered their heads one after another and concentrated on their work.

After the detailed introduction all the way, not even the orchid next to the water dispenser was missed. Xiaoxue sent the two into the office, and she went in too, closed the door, and lowered all the shutters, so that they could not see a single bit.

The employees still kept their heads down, but opened up the company's internal group.

Their company is fair, just and open, with a free atmosphere. They don't set up groups to exclude bosses in private, and gossip is directly discussed in the company's large group.

Employee 1: Is the studio going to expand its business again? The boss who came this time is a bit nice.

Employee 2: It's not only a little good-looking, but only a little worse than our teacher Cheng

Employee 3: @Employee 2, please speak with your conscience, how is it worse than Mr. Cheng

Employee 2: I also want to evaluate objectively, but Mr. Cheng's salary is too much [cover face]

Employee 4: I just want to know who is in charge of the docking this time?

Employee 1235678: Me! ! !

Employee 1: Is this boss also an art dealer? Or a collector? Or a painter? Or just want to invest in galleries?

Employee 2: It's all possible, this sister has a versatile temperament and is a great sister

Employee 3: Could she be single? [holds face]

Xiaoxue: You are thinking of farting

Employee 3 glanced at the closed office door, and then looked at Xiaoxue's reply. Is the assistant fishing in front of the boss and customers? Sister Xiaoxue is also a very powerful sister.

[Xiaoxue] invited [the past with the wind] to join the group chat.

all employees:? ? ?

[Cheng Zhanxi]: Let me introduce, your boss lady@上事风风

all employees:"……"

The proprietress looks a little old. I didn't expect Teacher Cheng to have such a hobby.

[The past is like the wind]: Hello everyone

The news jumped out, and it was still the head of an orchid, which Yu Qingtang changed later.

Everyone looked at each other and gave a warm welcome.

Employee 1: [flower]

Employee 2: [Online leads the Internet, cherish this relationship]

Employee 3: [Cheers to our friendship]

Employee 4: [May happiness be with you forever]

[The past is like the wind]: [Good luck, Gong Xi Fa Cai]

The group was swiped by the thank you boss lady.

[Cheng Zhanxi]: For lunch, my family and I treat guests

Cheng Zhanxi sent a group red envelope to let everyone work hard.

After a while, Xiaoxue came out of the office and closed the door tightly, still not letting anyone outside see a corner of her clothes.

"Sister Xiaoxue." Employee 3 stopped her, "What is the old man who just entered?"

Xiaoxue said, "Be the boss."

Employee 3 was stunned for a moment, feeling that something was wrong and he couldn't tell: "So is she here to invest in the gallery?"

Xiaoxue said: "Almost."

Even Cheng Zhanxi is hers, so the gallery is not...a family.

Employee 3 wanted to ask again, but Xiaoxue interrupted: "Have you finished the form I asked you to do?"

Employee 3 said: "I'm done, I'll send you an email now."

Xiaoxue twisted her body and walked away on high heels.

Employee 3 sat in the workstation and said to himself, "I don't know if she is single or not."

At noon, ten minutes before the end of get off work, Cheng Zhanxi and Yu Qingtang came out of the office together. Yu Qingtang was shy and embarrassed to hold hands in front of so many people, only standing side by side.

Cheng Zhanxi clapped his hands and said, "Eat after get off work."

The office was full of cheers, cleaned up the desk, got up from the seat, and walked out one after another.

When she arrived at the reserved box, Cheng Zhanxi led Yu Qingtang to a seat, and the employees consciously gave up their seats on the other side and looked at the door. Cheng Zhanxi smiled and said, "What are you looking at? Order food."

A cheerful girl giggled and said, "The lady boss hasn't come yet, how dare we order food?"

Cheng Zhanxi glanced at Yu Qingtang and said oddly, "She's been here all the time."

Xiaoxue took the initiative to introduce Yu Qingtang: "This is the lady boss."

Employee 1 blurted out: "What happened in the past? And that Duolan—"

She was twisted by employee 2 and closed her mouth.

The rest of the people looked like they wanted to laugh and didn't dare to laugh, and they couldn't help covering half of their faces with their hands, wishing they could bury their faces under the table.

Yu Qingtang looked at Cheng Zhanxi and blinked his eyelashes in confusion. Is there anything wrong with this screen name?

Cheng Zhanxi cleared his throat and said, "Order, stop playing."

Yu Qingtang temporarily suppressed the question and planned to go home and ask her again. Cheng Zhanxi must have concealed something very important from her.

While waiting for the food, Cheng Zhanxi's phone rang.

Cheng Zhanxi picked it up: "Hello."

Her face changed slightly, she held down the microphone, and said to Yu Qingtang beside her, "I'll go out and answer a call."

She pulled away the chair and left the box at a brisk pace.

Yu Qingtang looked at her hurried back, not ignoring the nervousness in the look she had just looked at herself.

Cheng Zhanxi walked to a quiet place, looked around cautiously, made sure there was no one, and said to his heart, "Go ahead."

There was a sweet female voice on the phone: "Hello, Ms. Cheng, your custom diamond ring has been completed. When are you free to come and pick it up?"