Farmhouse full garden sweet-scented osmanthus

Chapter 250 Uncle Yi's Apology
Osmanthus fragrans was completely stunned, what is this old man in front of him doing, why is he so interested in farming?
Besides, what is the purpose of the shed? Does it have anything to do with him?

But Osmanthus fragrans didn't dare to say what she meant, so she just smiled and said: "Master Yi, if the little girl told you that the shed is to prevent the seedlings from being blown by the wind, would you believe it?"

"What do you think?" Ling Chenyi raised his eyebrows, squinting at Osmanthus fragrans.

dying!
Osmanthus suddenly felt her nose heat up, as if something was flowing down uncontrollably.

Just now Osmanthus just wanted to observe the other party's expression, but in the end she forgot that the other party's upper body was not wearing clothes. In addition, this time Ling Chenyi was not as embarrassed as the previous two times. His temperament, coupled with his face that can charm all living beings.

So, Osmanthus's nosebleed died.

A trace of boredom flashed in Ling Chenyi's eyes, but he still raised his hand and threw a white handkerchief to Osmanthus fragrans.

Osmanthus fragrans knew that she had lost her manners, so she quickly covered her nose with a handkerchief, and said in a muffled voice, "It's Osmanthus fragrans who lost her manners, Master Wan Wangyi, please don't blame me."

Now the sweet-scented osmanthus didn't dare to look up again.

Just ask yourself, no matter in the previous life or in this life, you are not such a restless woman!

In her previous life, she had seen all the handsome men in the entertainment circle, and even the handsome men who wore less clothes than Ling Chenyi at this time, she had seen them a lot, but why did she suddenly have a nosebleed right now?
But Osmanthus also has to admit that the uncle Yi in front of her is indeed much better than those male stars in her previous life who have to make up and skin care like women every day when she is not embarrassed.

Among other things, the skin of the uncle Yi in front of him is definitely not maintained by cosmetics.

Ugh!
Thinking of the jade skin she saw just now, Osmanthus suddenly feels inferior.

How can I say that I am still a woman, why is my skin not as good as a man's?
"After the vegetables in the shed grow out, send some here. I want to taste how delicious the crops that are afraid of the wind are."

After finishing speaking, Ling Chenyi waved his hand, said in a low voice, "Get down", and lay down again on his own.

Where would Osmanthus dare to look at the picture of a beautiful man lying on his side again, she was blessed and hurriedly retreated out after asking her well.

Only when she stood outside the door again did Osmanthus heave a sigh of relief.

He is obviously a handsome and beautiful man, but why does he give people a feeling of icy winter?
According to the route in memory, Osmanthus walked all the way downstairs until she reached the lobby, only to be stopped by someone.

"Miss Osmanthus, wait a moment, my shopkeeper told me that if you come down, Miss, I will let you wait here for a while."

The one who stopped Osmanthus was none other than the waiter on the first floor of Zuixian Pavilion.

Osmanthus didn't know what the shopkeeper of the restaurant was saying to keep her, and she was still covering her mouth and nose with a handkerchief, it would be really ugly to go out, so she agreed, but asked the waiter in the shop to prepare some water for herself.

The nose doesn't seem to be bleeding anymore, but it still needs to be cleaned up. If someone sees her walking down the street with blood all over her face, it may cause panic.

The nosebleed of the sweet-scented osmanthus was almost treated, and the manager Luo of the restaurant appeared in front of the sweet-scented osmanthus with a smile.

"Miss Osmanthus, Mr. Ling has explained that if some crops of your family were destroyed a while ago, I specially prepared some small gifts, which should be regarded as an apology for destroying your land that day. I hope Miss Osmanthus will not be disgusted. .”

(End of this chapter)