Long time no see, ex-wife!

Chapter 264

Yaling was about to speak, but the other party interrupted her, picked up Yaling's bowl, picked up a bowl full of vegetables in a circle, and put it back in front of her: "Eat first, come over in a hurry at noon. "

Uh, let's eat first?
"Yeah, but it's okay."

"I don't know how your stomach is, so I didn't order spicy food. Try it first. Does it suit your appetite?"

Yaling's hand was stuffed into a small bowl full of food by the other party. Yaling looked at the thing in his hand in embarrassment, and then looked at the man who was looking at him eagerly waiting for him to move his chopsticks. He always felt that the procedure seemed a bit reversed. up.

Is it really okay to eat like crazy from the beginning?

However, she was really hungry. She had been busy all morning, and just came here in a hurry, her stomach had already protested, and most of the meals on the table were her favorites, which really made people swallow.

"Not to your liking? Waiter."

The man saw that the things in the bowl hadn't been touched, maybe he thought she didn't like it, so he raised his hand to call the waiter, and Ya Ling hurriedly grabbed his arm: "No, no, it's pretty good, it's all what I like to eat .”

The man's movements stopped, and Yaling felt awkward after saying this, because at this time her hand was tightly holding the man's right arm, and the heat from the arm permeated the skin under her hand a little bit. Flowing to her in all directions, she was suddenly scalded, she let go of her hand quickly, and sat back in her seat, her face was slowly turning red.

There was a trace of disappointment in the man's eyes, and he also put down his hand, but gently stroked the place where she had held it with his left hand. She didn't see this scene, but her heart was a little confused and inexplicable.

"I heard you like planting flowers very much?"

When the man asked this, Yaling came back to her senses slightly, nodded, and when she mentioned something she liked, she forgot everything for the time being: "Yes, I like it very much."

"A few days ago, I had a sudden whim and tried to plant some flowers in the garden myself, but I really don't know much about them. Either I watered too much, or I applied too much fertilizer and burned the roots of the flowers..."

"How come? What are you planting?"

Ning Siyuan smiled, picked up a spoon to fill a bowl of soup that was just delivered and put it in Yaling's hand, and said: "I don't know their names, they are all chosen by the servants at home. There are many kinds. They were all planted together in the garden, the garden may not have been turned over, the soil was still very hard when they were planted in, and we were all sweating outside the door..."

"Flowers are very delicate. Before planting, you must carefully loosen the soil layer. You need to use a shovel to loosen it slowly. You can't use a shovel. Moreover, each flower has its own attributes. for example……"

When Yaling mentioned flowers, she couldn't hold back her mouth, and she didn't worry about other things. The man opposite was a good listener. Usually, when she talked about these things, few people were interested in listening so carefully. It's just that from time to time he compares a drinking or eating action, and Yaling naturally picks up the soup or bowl, or eats or drinks, and then continues to pour out all the words in his stomach when he is free, The man just nodded with a smile, and occasionally asked a few questions, really like a good student.

"If you plant lily of the valley, you need to plant other flowers half a meter away from it, but you can erect a few thin long poles around it, and it will wrap around them and climb up. The flowers are purple, and when they are in full bloom, they look like a small pot that has been buckled up, very cute, and their vitality is very tenacious, it..."

Halfway through Ya Ling's speech, the man signaled her to eat food again. She pouted slightly, but lost her temper because someone interrupted her speech. The meaning is deeper.

Yaling talked for a long time, his mouth was dry, and he lowered his head to take a sip of the soup. He felt that the soup was light and moist, and it was indescribably delicious, so he drank it all in a few mouthfuls. Sending it over, the man asked while filling the soup: "If it's a garden under the balcony, what would be better to plant? I usually don't have much time, so I don't feel at ease handing it over to the servants..."

Aling was already a little familiar at this time, with his arms half resting on the table, imagining the big house the man just described, a building like a city guard, it was so beautiful, and there was another one carefully stacked in front of it. In the garden, the breeze passed by, and the cypress trees around the garden shook their leaves, bringing the tranquility of the distant mountains and forests. In front of the French windows of the European room, there was a handsome man, as clean as an archangel in mythology...is it a fairy tale?
Ya Ling was still dreaming, and the man in front of her had been staring at her for a long time. She had such an obsessed expression, it had been a long time... she hadn't seen her before.

"Ah? Thank you."

Yaling didn't know when she came back to her senses, took the things the man handed over, and then remembered what the man just asked, thought for a while and said: "Actually, it really depends on personal preference, I don't know if you will What do you like..."

"What about you?"

"Me?" Yaling pointed at herself, the man nodded, and Yaling lowered her head shyly. If it was her, she would certainly know what to plant, but she couldn't answer the man's question calmly. After a while, she glanced at the man quietly, seeing that he was waiting for her answer, so she had no choice but to say: "I like those small things, and you can only know how beautiful they are when you look closely at them." , these may not be very suitable for a garden like yours."

Yes, she likes, for example, Ding Lan, which is a kind of flower that blooms small white flowers. Its flowers are very small, the size of a fingernail, but as long as you look carefully, you will see that among the flowers, every Each piece of flower is small and exquisite, smells carefully, and has a very light fragrance, which is what she likes, but it is really not suitable for such a gorgeous garden as his.

"Not necessarily, how can you be sure I won't like it?"

"It's just not suitable. Such a garden should be full of passionate flowers like roses..."

"The garden is mine. If I like it, they are suitable. If I don't like it, what's the use of planting a full garden if the whole world likes it?"

Yaling was a little surprised, but the man's gentle explanation made people unable to refute his excuses.

(End of this chapter)