Evil Army Junior: Sir, please respect yourself

What the hell is this damned man doing? ? ?

I saw that from the iron gate to the gate of the villa, except for the concrete road that can pass, almost all kinds of potted plants are filled, red roses, purple roses, sunflowers, morning glory... It seems that there are all kinds of flowers, Just no lilies!

What is this doing?Blossom meeting?

The strong fragrance of flowers brushed her nose, Tian Lingxin frowned tightly.

In the sun, the flowers are pretty pretty, but when all these miscellaneous things are put together, it doesn't feel pleasing to the eye.

When they left in the morning, there was nothing like this, Tian Lingxin really couldn't figure out what the hell this man was doing.

Parked the motorcycle, took the antipyretics he bought, and walked quickly towards the villa.

As soon as he entered the door, Tian Lingxin hadn't reacted at all, only felt a bright red shadow approaching, and subconsciously reached out to block it, but the outstretched hand was heavy, and a strong scent of flowers rushed to his nostrils.

Tian Lingxin felt that her eyes were blocked, and when she took a closer look, she saw that what she was holding in her arms was a large bouquet of red roses.

By visual inspection, there are probably hundreds of flowers in her arms at this time!

"It's for you. From now on, when you go out, hold it for me." At this time, that deep and magnetic voice came.

On the sofa in the living room, there was still a man in a nightgown, who was leisurely crossing his legs, holding a cup in his hand, drinking a cup of tea with incomparable elegance.

Those deep and unfathomable black eyes, after Tian Lingxin came in, just glanced at her, and then continued to stare at the TV.

At the door, a servant was standing in the corner beside her, thinking that the flower was also handed to her by her just now.

This sudden trick, don't need to think about it, was also requested by the man who was leisurely drinking a small cup of tea.

When Tian Lingxin heard the sound, she raised her head and looked over. When she saw the man on the sofa, she narrowed her eyes slightly.

In an instant, he walked over in three or two steps.

As soon as the plain hand stretched out, it directly covered his forehead. After probing for a while, when he felt that his forehead was not abnormally hot, a puff of breath rose inexplicably.

"Didn't you say you had a fever?"

With the touch of the soft little hand on his forehead, Leng Xuanhan had already turned his eyes away from the TV, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he grabbed the little hand that was attached to his forehead.

He raised his head and looked at Tian Lingxin, who was inexplicably depressed, with a slight smile on Junyi's face; "I won't let Xiaoyao say that, can you come back? I just called your school, although The school gives you a week off, but shouldn't you also take good care of me as a patient at home? I haven't even had lunch yet."

This man really... deserves a beating...

"By the way, I heard from Xiaoyao that you have been busy with his wife lately. What's wrong?" Seeing the woman's gesture, she understood that she was a little angry, so she changed the subject.

Tian Lingxin glanced at the man who changed the subject, withdrew his hand from his paw, put the flowers and antipyretic medicine in his hand on the table, and sat on the sofa beside him.

After pouring a cup of tea and taking a sip, she glanced at him angrily, but she didn't answer his question. Qiao Jing didn't want this to be known, and she didn't feel comfortable saying anything, so she decided to wait for something to happen. It's okay to tell him now.

"Did you tell your family about your return? I haven't been able to contact you some time ago. Grandma and the others are very worried."