Almighty flower care master

Qin Yang ran slowly along the cobblestone path inside Zijin Villa Manor, and before he knew it, he ran to the gate of No. [-] Villa.

In the courtyard of the villa, Mrs. Qingcheng held a broom in her hand, bent over, and was cleaning the fallen leaves. What she saw was no different from the daily housework that ordinary housewives need to do.

The only difference is probably the unique temperament of Mrs. Qingcheng.

A woman like her is as beautiful as jade, fluttering and astonished as a fairy, but she is doing such down-to-earth things, which makes people feel distressed, but surprisingly, this is not weird, but extraordinary. harmonious.

It's different from the celestial girl who doesn't listen to foreign affairs, only reads small romances, and sets up a small circle by herself. She can't come out and outsiders can't get in. In comparison, Mrs. Qingcheng is closer to life and closer to men. aesthetic.To put it bluntly, it is more suitable to take home as a wife. [

Qin Yang stood at the door and looked at it for a while, then strode over and said with a smile: "Sister Qingcheng, leave these trivial matters to me."

As he spoke, he involuntarily snatched the handle from Mrs. Qingcheng's hand, and started to sweep the floor. Mrs. Qingcheng brushed her slightly disheveled hair with her hands, and said, "Come here specially to clean up for me?"

Qin Yang said with a smile: "If you see it, come over and help me."

"This is not something a man should do." Mrs. Qingcheng said flatly.

"But it's not what you should do." Qin Yang replied.

Mrs. Qingcheng smiled and said, "Then tell me, what should I do?"

After thinking about it, Qin Yang said: "Arranging flowers, making tea, reading fashion magazines, tasting expensive red wine, that's your life."

"Ten years ago, I liked that kind of life." Mrs. Qingcheng said.

Ten years later, she has lost all her charms and doesn't need that kind of thing to decorate her quality of life.

She didn't say the last sentence, but Qin Yang could understand it, and nodded slightly, Qin Yang stopped talking and concentrated on cleaning the yard.

After Qin Yang cleaned the yard, Mrs. Qingcheng had already changed into a new dress. It was a moon-white cheongsam, elegant and clean, without any decorations.

Ordinary women would probably not wear such a suit of clothes, even if they did, they would wear them as pajamas, because the color was too monotonous, which would give people a sense of comfort.

But Mrs. Qingcheng doesn't know. If she is said to be a red lotus in a red cheongsam, and a black lotus in a dark green cheongsam, then at this moment, she is a white lotus.

All over the body, one place is not delicate and beautiful.

Moreover, this cheongsam is too self-cultivating, whether it is below the waistline or above the waistline, the curvature is amazing. If Qin Yang heard the dispute between Han Xue and Yan Keke, combined with the current situation, He will definitely reply, in fact, he likes steamed buns or small steamed buns, but what he likes more is the big white flour steamed buns.

After pouring a cup of tea, Mrs. Qingcheng said: "You came to see me, is there something wrong?"

"I'm a little confused, but I don't know whether to say it or not." Qin Yang said hesitantly after taking a sip of tea.

Although because of the strange change of the lotus in Fu Mofo's heart, Qin Yang faintly suspected that the half-bloomed lotus petals were Mrs. Qingcheng.

You know, Qin Yang has always felt that what happened in the swimming pool that night was a bit weird. You know, under the temptation of Mrs. Qingcheng, how could he suddenly lose consciousness when his blood was boiling? , I don’t even know how I got back to my room? [

But Qin Yang would not dare to ask him so bluntly if we were having an affair, unless he didn't want to live anymore. Besides, it took so long to ask, why did we go earlier? Is he classified as a kind of person with those beasts who pull out the love of birds?

"Just say what you think you should say, and don't say what you shouldn't say." Mrs. Qing Cheng concentrated on making tea, her voice sounded a bit ethereal.

Qin Yang glanced at her, and finally decided to ask, otherwise he would be suffocated to death by this question, Qin Yang said cautiously: "Sister Qingcheng, do you still remember the lotus in the heart of Fumo Buddha?" skip words.

"Ok?"

"At the beginning, I found that the heart lotus bloomed with four petals, but then some other things happened, and now, it bloomed with five and a half petals." Qin Yang said.

"Huh?" Mrs. Qingcheng's eyebrows and eyes twitched inadvertently, she raised her head, looked at Qin Yang and said, "Did you see something?"

Qin Yang still couldn't speak bluntly, and said, "You know, this kind of thing is very weird. I've never seen it before, so I'm very puzzled."

"I haven't seen it either." Mrs. Qingcheng shook her head. Although her movements were not large, for some reason, Qin Yang faintly felt that after hearing what he said, Mrs. Qingcheng seemed to be relieved.

Maybe Mrs. Qingcheng didn't notice the subtle changes in herself, but Qin Yang did, which made his heart skip a beat, almost out of rhythm.

Taking a light breath, Qin Yang continued: "Sister Qingcheng, you also know that I am an active person by nature, and I like to break the casserole and ask the end of everything. The lotus in my heart has undergone such a change. What the hell happened."

"And then?" Mrs. Qingcheng asked casually.

"I think I've figured it out a little bit, but if this is the case, please ask Miss Qingcheng to clear up my doubts." Speaking of this, Qin Yang just thought for a while when Ruo Ruo had already touched the thin paper between each other After a while, he decided to expose it, and he said: "When I first got that Fu Mo Buddha, I had four women, that is, four relationships."

"You are very playful." Mrs. Qingcheng said lightly.

"I know." How could Qin Yang make Mrs. Qingcheng change the subject so easily, and said, "But what I want to talk about today is not this, but the relationship between those four women and the lotus in my heart."

While saying this, Qin Yang had been carefully observing Mrs. Qingcheng's facial expressions, and was a little disappointed to see Mrs. Qingcheng was moved.

Mrs. Qingcheng made the second pot of tea, poured him a cup, and picked up the cup and drank it slowly. The words she spoke did not have a trace of fireworks.

"Do you suspect that the nine-petal lotus petals are nine women?" Mrs. Qingcheng said.

Qin Yang nodded seriously and said, "That's right."

"There is nothing wrong with this understanding." Mrs. Qingcheng looked at him thoughtfully and said, "Then why did you come to see me?"

Qin Yang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she said all these words so clearly, she actually pretended to be stupid?

"I suspect……"

Before she finished speaking, Mrs. Qingcheng stood up and said as she walked, "Ke Ke said that she wants to eat dumplings at noon, and I'm going out to buy some dumpling wrappers. If you have something to do, go and do it first."

When the voice fell, the person had disappeared.

Qin Yang stared blankly at Mrs. Qingcheng's leaving back, he didn't come back to his senses for a while, but in just a moment, his eyes widened.

Mrs. Qingcheng did not deny what she said just now, and between the lines, there was a faint hint that she agreed with his guess.

Could it be that what happened in the swimming pool that night was not a dream, but real?

For a moment, Qin Yang's feelings were extraordinarily complicated, surprise?At a loss?Or both.

Mrs. Qingcheng went back to her room, but did not come out. Qin Yang didn't stay long, and didn't go over to say that I will be responsible for you, or that he couldn't say it.

Not long after Qin Yang left, Yan Keke bounced back to Villa No. [-]. When she reached the yard, she yelled loudly, "Mommy, I'm back."

Yan Keke walked into the room, Mrs. Qingcheng was sitting on the sofa watching TV, a very popular cartoon nowadays, Yan Keke walked over and asked curiously: "Mummy, isn't this the one you dislike watching the most?" The Internet does not skip words.

As he spoke, he picked up the remote control and switched channels, switched to a financial news column, and said with a smile: "Let's watch this."

"You don't like watching." Madam Qingcheng said lovingly.

"It's okay, Mommy, as long as you like it." Yan Keke coquettishly hugged Mrs. Qingcheng's arm.

"Actually, I don't like to watch it either." Mrs. Qingcheng said.

"Ah." Yan Keke was a little embarrassed, "But you have been watching it for many years. How can you watch it for so many years if you don't like it?"

"Sometimes you don't like it, but you have to watch it." Mrs. Qingcheng said.

"I don't understand." Yan Keke shook her head, pretending to be cute.

Mrs. Qingcheng smiled and said, "I will understand later."

"I'm not a child anymore. If I don't understand it now, I certainly won't understand it in the future." Yan Keke stuck out her tongue playfully.

"Yes, Keke has grown up." Mrs. Qingcheng sighed softly.

Yan Keke proudly puffed out her small breasts, but then she was a little frustrated, and said, "Mum, my parents have grown up, and my breasts are not as big as yours. I really hate it."

Mrs. Qingcheng couldn't laugh or cry: "Why do you care about these things?"

"Don't all men like big ones?" Wang Bujue said.Yan Keke asked innocently.

"Is there a boy you like?" Mrs. Qingcheng asked.

Yan Keke shook her little head like a rattle, and said, "No, but there will definitely be in the future, so you have to grow up quickly, otherwise you will be despised by others, just like your brother-in-law despises Han Xue."

After saying that, Yan Keke stuck out her tongue again and said, "Mum, I'm going back to my room to do my homework."

Mrs. Qingcheng nodded slightly, Yan Keke kissed Mrs. Qingcheng's cheek, and happily went upstairs.

Mrs. Qingcheng's usually elegant face now has some strange expressions, like thinking, like melancholy, but also, a little imperceptible, shallow and shy!