Almighty flower care master

After dinner, Yan Keke obediently took the initiative to go to the kitchen to wash the dishes. Han Xue couldn't let go in front of Mrs. Qingcheng. After sitting for a while, she ran into the kitchen to help Yan Keke. !

Mrs. Qingcheng stayed for a while, then asked Qin Yang: "Would you like some tea?"

Qin Yang smiled and nodded.

Mrs. Qingcheng stood up and walked outside, followed by Qin Yang.

At this time, it was already dark, and the lights in the courtyard of the villa were turned on one after another. Mrs. Qingcheng was walking under the lights and in the wind, her figure was faint and graceful. [

Qin Yang followed her, looking at Mrs. Qingcheng's back, the more he looked at it, the more unreal it felt.

She has always been a mysterious woman, even though she has become his woman, he still can't see through her.

When he came to Villa No. [-], Mrs. Qingcheng went in to get the tea set, Qin Yang said, "I'll come."

Mrs. Qingcheng stood aside, watching Qin Yang move the tea set outside the yard like a porter, and then she went over to carry a small pot of water.

This water is not tap water, but the deep well spring water that she brought from a famous ancient temple in Xishan, Lanhai City, by car. The water quality is clear, sweet, and has a unique taste.

Mrs. Qingcheng cleaned her hands and devoted herself to making tea. Qin Yang sat opposite her, looking at her appearance and the boiling tea for a while. The unreal feeling became stronger and stronger.

People are still that person; tea is still that tea.

But even he himself could not have imagined that Mrs. Qingcheng would one day become his woman.

Moreover, the secret of her body puzzled him very much.

He wanted to ask, but he couldn't say that, no matter what, Qin Yang smiled wryly and didn't think about it.

The tea was boiling three times. Mrs. Qingcheng took the cup with bamboo tweezers and scalded it. She poured two cups of tea and gave Qin Yang a cup.

"Today's tea seems to be a bit different." Qin Yang said.

"What's different?" Mrs. Qingcheng asked.

After thinking about it, Qin Yang said, "Maybe it's because people are different."

Mrs. Qing Cheng didn't answer, she took a sip of hot tea and said, "Do you have something to ask me?"

Qin Yang did have a lot of questions to ask, but he found that after Mrs. Qingcheng came back, there was no need to ask those questions at all.

She is sitting in front of him, and whether she is real or not is completely up to him to judge. If he thinks she is real, then she is real; if he thinks she is not real, then she is not real.

After drinking the tea in the cup in one gulp, Qin Yang picked up the iron stick, fiddled with the flame, and said with a smile, "No more questions."

"Why?" Mrs. Qingcheng said. [

She has always been like this, every move, never has the coquettish attitude of a little woman, she asks questions very directly, and has a power that penetrates the soul.

Qin Yang still smiled, looked into her eyes and said, "You want me to ask?"

Mrs. Qingcheng's eyes dodged inadvertently, but she still didn't answer. She poured tea for Qin Yang. Her bare hands were as white as green onions, and her fingertips were as round as cockles. , probably there will be countless men who will go on and on, desperately wanting to have a drink.

Thinking of this, the doubts deep in my heart gradually dissipated.

After all, with such a woman, which man can be worthy of her?Not to mention letting her give birth to a child willingly?

Although it is undeniable that Mrs. Qingcheng still has emotions and desires, and this kind of desire occasionally erupts very strongly, but even he will have a feeling of blasphemy, what about other men?How do you feel?

In this way, is it a problem that Mrs. Qingcheng is still a virgin?

The only question is where did Yan Keke come from, why did he live in Villa No. [-], and why did Han Yuan say that Han Xue and Yan Keke were special existences in his life.

Regardless of whether it was Tiannv or Han Yuan, what was mentioned was always Han Xue and Yan Keke. In the words, Mrs. Qingcheng was never mentioned, and it seemed that her existence was forgotten.

Is it intentional or intentional?

Some questions, I gradually figured it out, but there were still many questions that I couldn't figure out, but Qin Yang didn't have the desire to ask questions.

He drank his tea comfortably, and occasionally glanced at Mrs. Qingcheng, who looked like a fairy, and felt that such peace of mind was never a kind of quiet joy!

……

Some people are happy, others are naturally sad.

Du Xihai and Du Qiushi died suddenly one after another, the two pillars of the Du family collapsed, and the whole family was panicked.

From the afternoon onwards, cars kept pouring into Du's residence, and by the time it got dark, the cars outside had already formed a long queue.

The passing drivers more or less heard about the accident that happened to the Du family today through the radio or newspapers, and knew that this was the Du family's housework, so even though there was a traffic jam, not many people dared to be impatient, but tried to keep their speed down as much as possible. Walk through slowly.

There were about twenty cars parked messily beside the wall of Old Du's residence, enclosing the wall layer by layer. Du Ruoxi's red Ferrari took the lead and parked at the gate, blocking the gate.

Du Ruoxi got out of the car and stood at the gate. She was wearing a white dress, and all the heavy makeup on her face was washed off. The charming and glamorous are very different.

Standing behind Du Ruoxi were members of the third generation of the Du family. There were more than 20 distant and close relatives. They were all young, ranging from teens to twenties.

These people are men and women, and they all work in Du's company. Because of capacity problems, the departments they work in are all idle and loose departments. The second generation of rich families who eat and wait to die.

They formed a group and stood behind Du Ruoxi. Just like Du Ruoxi, the men wore black suits and the women wore white skirts. The colors were all more elegant. Their faces were indifferent and calm. When people spoke, everyone They all set their eyes on the old man standing at the gate. [

"Old man, we're going in." Du Ruoxi said this for the fifth time, with the same tone, without any impatience.

The back of the old man guarding the gate is outlined, and he is wearing a thick military overcoat. He doesn't seem to feel hot in this weather, with his hands in his pockets, and his body is weak, but standing at the gate, he looks like a mountain. No mountain can be climbed.

"No." The old man refused for the fifth time, with dismissive contempt on his indifferent face.

"We must go in." Du Ruoxi said with an emphasis on her tone.

"No." The old man still said the same thing. It seemed that because he had stood for too long, his bones could not bear it. His body trembled slightly, giving people the feeling that a gust of wind could blow him away. illusion.

"This happened to the Du family. As the eldest granddaughter of the third generation of the Du family, I must meet my grandfather. There are many things that need to be decided by my grandfather." Du Ruoxi looked at the old man and said.

Before the old man could answer, Du Ruoxi went on to say: "I know you are worried that we will disturb grandpa's rest, but how can grandpa rest well after such a thing happened, you stop us like this, in addition to inciting conflicts and disturbing people's hearts Besides, it’s useless at all, isn’t it?”

"Master won't see you, you can go back wherever you came from." The old man said with an expression on his face.

"Old man, I'm afraid it's not up to you to decide this matter. Grandpa didn't say anything. Isn't it a little wrong for you to do this?" Frowning slightly, Du Ruoxi couldn't hold back anymore.

"This is what the master meant, not mine." The old man waved his hand and said, "Let's all go, the master is going to rest."

Du Ruoxi said firmly: "We won't leave until we see Grandpa."

"We won't leave until we see Grandpa." As soon as Du Ruoxi said this, the people behind her said loudly in unison.

Lao Re's skinny and yellow cheeks twitched slightly. He raised his dry and cloudy eyes, scanned everyone's faces one by one, shook his head almost imperceptibly, and didn't speak anymore. Instead, he took two steps back, stretched out his hand, and pulled The big iron gate is about to close.

Du Ruoxi saw the old man's action, and a look of violence flashed in her eyes. She took two steps forward, blocked the middle of the door, and said, "Old man, you'd better think clearly, if you close this door today , from now on, you are the enemy of our Du family."

The old man's expression did not accept her threat, and he pulled the iron door to close it indifferently. Du Ruoxi stood in the middle of the gate, and the big iron gate was pulled over by the old man, making a muffled sound. If she didn't retreat, she would definitely be pinched by the big iron gate, and her face would become even more ugly.

Du Ruoxi had no choice but to take a step back, watching the big iron gate close, watching the old man curled up, guarding the door like a faithful guard dog. Unable to restrain himself, he yelled: "Old man, I respect you so that I can call you old man, but I can also disrespect you and call you an old dog, a dog guarding the gate. If you really think that, we won't be able to get in. gone."

When the door was closed, the people behind Du Ruoxi were also enraged, and they all yelled loudly.

"Old guy, don't give you shame. If our Du family hadn't kindly taken you in, you would be nothing."

"Bastard, this is our Du family's housework. You, an outsider, have no right to intervene. Don't think that you are someone who has guarded the door for grandpa for decades."

"You are an old dog who bites people indiscriminately. The Du family has raised you for decades. It would be better to raise a dog..."

The scolding voices from the crowd became more and more harsh. Hearing these scolding voices, the old man sighed from the bottom of his heart. People said that the tree fell and the monkeys scattered. The big tree in Du's family has not yet fallen, and the monkeys just wave after wave. appeared.

Is the Du family really going to be destroyed in the hands of this group of brains?

"I'm not reconciled!" The old man said softly.