Almighty flower care master

There was a wind at night, blowing the leaves rustling, slightly cool.

Qin Yang counted his steps and appeared at the gate of Villa No. [-].

The lights in the yard were faint, which made the scenery inside the yard look unreal. There was only one light on in the whole villa, and the door of the living room was not closed. It was easy to see that there was no one in the living room.

Qin Yang thought that Mrs. Qingcheng must have gone to sleep, and was disappointed in his heart. He turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly heard a faint sigh.

Qin Yang turned his head and saw a figure outside the yard, sitting on an old rattan chair under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree. It was Mrs. Qingcheng. [

The bath towel on Mrs. Qingcheng's body was not changed. The bath towel was bright red, making her flirtatious like a fox under the moonlight. Of course, Mrs. Qingcheng was not at all coquettish, but in this silent night, whoever could tell, Everyone will feel very demonic.

Her half-dried hair was loosely scattered behind her head, her pretty face was extremely elegant, without much expression, and she held a cup in her hand, steaming from the cup, it was a cup of coffee.

Qin Yang's eyesight was excellent, and he saw clearly when he passed his eyes, his heart skipped a beat.

Mrs. Qingcheng didn't seem to notice Qin Yang's existence. She looked up at the moon in the sky and sighed again.

she is sighing?Qin Yang thought to himself.

Is it because of loneliness?

Thinking of loneliness, Qin Yang thought of Tiannv from the beginning, can Tiannv be lonely?Probably not, as long as she has romance novels, she will never know what loneliness is.

And Mrs. Qingcheng is so similar to a celestial girl, will she be lonely?

With a cup of tea or coffee, and a magazine, Mrs. Qingcheng can pass the leisure time of the day, and she enjoys such leisure time very much.

How can a person who lives such a self be lonely?

However, if you are not lonely, why would you sigh?

That sigh penetrated deeply into his heart.

Standing here, Qin Yang looked at Mrs. Qingcheng from a distance, but he couldn't bear to walk over, lest he would accidentally destroy this picturesque mood, and the lingering hotness in his heart would suddenly disappear. Seeing Mrs. Qingcheng's two sighs, they also gradually dissipated, and her heart became calm.

Mrs. Qingcheng held a cup of coffee in her hand, but she didn't drink it. She sat on the wicker chair by herself, and after about ten minutes, she got up and walked into the room.

Qin Yang looked at the back of Mrs. Qingcheng's leaving, then sighed softly, and was about to turn around to leave, but all he could see was a cup of coffee on the rattan chair.

That was not the coffee in Mrs. Qingcheng's hand, but another cup. The coffee was steaming, and it seemed that one could smell its aroma from a distance.

"That's it, left it for me?" Qin Yang thought, his expression slightly complicated.

Taking a deep breath, Qin Yang gently opened the big iron gate and strode in.

Qin Yang sat down on the rattan chair, picked up the coffee cup, was silent for a while, and drank it in small sips. The coffee had no sugar added, and it was very bitter in the mouth, but there was always an indescribable sweetness on the tip of his tongue. Qin Yang finished his cup of coffee, took out a cigarette and lit it, looked at the moonlight above his head, and smoked slowly. [

It wasn't until he finished smoking a cigarette that Qin Yang got up and walked into the villa.

The living room of the villa was empty and there was no one there. Qin Yang went straight up to the second floor. When he reached the upper floor, towards the master bedroom, there was the sound of dripping water from the internal bathroom.

Mrs. Qingcheng should be taking a bath.

Qin Yang hesitated for a moment, then he braced himself and walked over.

Surprisingly, the door of the master bedroom was not locked, and it opened with a light touch. A dim bedside lamp was lit in the room. The light was in a warm orange color, making the whole room extremely cozy.

Qin Yang had never been to Mrs. Qingcheng's bedroom, so he couldn't help but take a look at it. There was nothing special about it. The only thing that was special was that the room was very tidy.

Whether it was the quilt on the bed, the arrangement of tables and chairs, or the display of books, they were all meticulous, revealing a bit of exquisiteness and ingenuity, just like Mrs. Qingcheng herself.

"There are no towels in the bathroom. Go to the balcony on the first floor and get me one." Mrs. Qingcheng's voice came from the bathroom.

Qin Yang was slightly taken aback, smiled wryly, and walked out of the room to the balcony downstairs. There were some clothes hanging on the balcony. Because Yan Keke liked to stay with Han Xue, these clothes belonged to Mrs. Qingcheng. There were coats and clothes. Qin Yang didn't look at the small personal items. He took a dry bath towel and went up to the second floor again.

"I brought it here, how can I give it to you?" Qin Yang asked.

With a "snap", the light in the bathroom was turned off, and Mrs. Qingcheng said, "You pass it in through the door."

Qin Yang felt himself as stiff as a marionette, and walked over mechanically, with a click, the bathroom door was opened from the inside, and a tender white jade hand stretched out.

Qin Yang handed the bath towel to that hand, and the door closed instantly. Qin Yang scratched his head, walked to the bedside and sat down, and said, "Sister Qingcheng, did you know I would come?"

"En." Mrs. Qingcheng's voice was clear, elegant and natural.

"Why did you ask me to get the bath towel?" Qin Yang couldn't help asking.

If it was any other woman, Qin Yang~ wouldn't talk so much nonsense at all, he has always been a man of action, and if a woman asked him to do such a thing, no matter if it was a real hint or a false hint, he would always treat it as an insult to himself If you are seduced, you must open the bathroom door and go in without hesitation.

Furthermore, this is the bedroom, and clothes are definitely indispensable. Madam Qingcheng asked him to go downstairs to get bath towels. Just a moment, it takes a little time, Mrs. Qingcheng can take clothes from the closet and change into them.

But Mrs. Qingcheng didn't do that, she seemed to be waiting for him to bring up the bath towel.

This made Qin Yang a little confused and inexplicably upset. He didn't know what was going on.

"Why didn't you ask just now?" Mrs. Qingcheng said, through a door, her voice sounded ethereal and unreal.

Qin Yang smiled wryly.

Yes, why didn't you ask just now?Are you afraid to ask?Still not good to ask?Or, do you want to confirm whether this is a temptation to yourself? [

And now, the result came out, this is not a temptation.

"Forgot." Qin Yangnai said.

Then there was no sound in the bathroom, and the lights were kept off. The sound of dripping water stopped at some point, and then, the sound came. Through the glass, Mrs. Qingcheng could be vaguely seen wiping her body.

The glass door is not transparent, although you can see the shadow, but other than that, you can't see anything else at all. Qin Yang's mouth is still thirsty, he realizes that he misses the taste of that cup of coffee a little bit.

"Sister Qingcheng, the cup of coffee just now tastes good." Qin Yang had nothing to say.

"Drinking too much coffee at night makes you prone to insomnia." Mrs. Qingcheng said.

Qin Yang smiled: "It seems that you and I will have insomnia tonight, why don't you go out for a stroll?"

"it is good."

……

Qin Yang left the living room and waited in Mrs. Qingcheng's Audi TT for about 15 minutes. Mrs. Qingcheng wore a scent and opened the door of the passenger seat.

She changed into a suit of clothes, but it was no different from usual. The slim cheongsam wrapped her plump body, beautiful and sexy, but not revealing, giving people a kind of intellectual elegance.

Qin Yang glanced at her, drove the car slowly out of the yard, and turned out of the Zijin Villa Manor. It was late at this time, and there were not many cars on the road. Qin Yang drove the car purposefully and didn't know where to go. Slow down the speed of the car and look at the night view of the blue sea.

Mrs. Qingcheng didn't have much to say, and Qin Yang would say three sentences before she would reply, and the replies were extremely simple, and it was difficult to arouse the desire to chat.

The car drove all the way, and Qin Yang found a 24-hour dessert shop, so he stopped the car and walked in with Mrs. Qingcheng.

I ordered a glass of freshly squeezed fruit juice for Mrs. Qingcheng, and I ordered a glass of ice water. The two sat facing each other, drinking their own things, looking at each other occasionally, and whispering.

After a while, two boys dressed as students walked in from the outside, and they ordered a large box of ice cream and a plate of iced watermelon.

After sitting down, the handsome boy pouted and said, "I don't like ice watermelon, I want to eat tiramisu."

"Just eat iced watermelon. If you don't want to eat it, I won't give it to you." Another handsome boy with a flat-shaved head said. "How can you act like this." The handsome boy was dissatisfied.

"You asked me to come out in the middle of the night, so of course you have to eat what I like." The flat-haired boy said quite naturally.

"I just don't want to eat." The handsome boy was still dissatisfied.

"Don't eat me alone." The flat-haired boy said domineeringly.

The handsome boy gave him a white look, reluctantly picked up the fork, stuffed a piece into his mouth, and started to eat. The flat-haired boy smiled, patted his head dotingly, and said softly: "What a sweet boy!" .”

The handsome boy blushed.

Qin Yang was so shocked by the thunder that he almost spit out the water he just drank, but fortunately Mrs. Qingcheng was sitting opposite him, and she finally held it back after holding it back for a long time.

However, Mrs. Qingcheng seemed to have never heard the conversation between the two boys. She drank the juice in a leisurely manner and said, "It's getting late, let's go."

Qin Yang nodded, and called the waiter to come over to pay the bill. After thinking about it, he took out another one hundred red note and said to the waiter, "We will pay for that table together."

The waiter glanced at the two boys, hummed, and quickly gave him change. Qin Yang took the money, turned around and found that Mrs. Qingcheng had already walked out, and hurriedly chased after him.

Mrs. Qingcheng was waiting for him in the car. After Qin Yang got into the car, he didn't rush to drive. After thinking for a while, he asked, "Sister Qingcheng, did you see the scene just now?"

"Huh?" Mrs. Qingcheng glanced at him, wondering if there was an illusion, Qin Yang found strangely that Mrs. Qingcheng's face was a little red.

"As long as there is love, gender doesn't matter, right?" Qin Yang asked seriously.

"..."

"Since gender is not an issue, is the so-called age, wealth, and social status still an issue?" Qin Yang asked after him.

"..."

Qin Yang stopped talking, pulled Mrs. Qingcheng over, searched for her red lips, and kissed her hard!