Splendid Pastoral

Chapter 355 Mysterious Friend
"It's not easy." Wang Zimo looked at the maidservant who had been waiting by the side, "Just go to the door and pick it up. By the way, what are the characteristics of your friend? Who is it?"

Zhao Min didn't answer her question directly, but said: "I'll know when I see you later, Nanny Gu is waiting for my friend outside the door, and please trouble this little girl to go out to pick her up. Right at the door, a woman in a dark gray robe."

Hearing Zhao Min's words, the little servant was flattered, never had a nobleman speak to her so politely, and even after receiving Zhao Min's order, she happily went out to do what she ordered.

After finishing this matter, Zhao Min felt relieved, followed Wang Zimo to the chair next to him and sat down.

"Did I bother you?"

Wang Zimo looked at the servants in this room and waved: "Okay, you all go back first."

After all the servants retreated and closed the door, Wang Zimo picked up the teapot on the table and poured a cup of tea for Zhao Min.

"But I'm just checking the final process. It's over. I only have half an hour to start the incense tasting session. After working hard for the past few days, I finally have some time to breathe."

Zhao Min observed Wang Zimo carefully, and his eyes were indeed a little tired: "It's really hard for you these days."

"It's not hard at all." Wang Zimo's expression was very proud when talking about this incense meeting, "After all, it's something I love, and it's easy to manage."

Zhao Min looked at Wang Zimo's radiant look, picked up the cup of tea she poured for herself just now, took a sip, and thought about how to speak in his heart.

Wang Zimo has been with Zhao Min for such a long time, and she is also very clear about some of her little habits. Seeing her like this, she couldn't help but sneered: "Just say what you want, why don't you dare to talk to me?" Eloquent?"

Zhao Min put down the teacup in his hand: "I haven't said anything yet, how do you know I have something to tell you!"

Glaring at her coquettishly, Zhao Min didn't speak directly.

Wang Zimo chuckled lightly: "Can I not understand you? Your expression and actions just now have betrayed your heart, well, just say what you want, there is no need to be so devious with me." .”

Zhao Min pursed his lips and swallowed subconsciously: "Then I'll just say it?"

Wang Zimo looked at her and nodded firmly: "Just say it."

Zhao Min coughed twice, and then asked what he had been thinking about all the time: "Didn't you tell me about your family that day? It has been several days, did you ask your mother?" Dear?"

Hearing that she finally asked, a clear emotion flashed across Wang Zimo's face: "I knew you wanted to ask about this a long time ago."

Zhao Min frowned slightly, and glanced at her with some disapproval: "Since you already know that I have been concerned about this matter, you said that just now, I really hate it, and ignore you."

After speaking, Zhao Min turned her head to one side, looking arrogant.

Wang Zimo didn't know that she was pretending like this, but she was pretending to be a tiger. She tried her best to maintain the expression on her face, not letting herself laugh, and stretched out her hand to grab Zhao Min's hand that was placed on the table. Hand: "You're so sensitive, I know I was wrong, and I'll tell you that."

Zhao Min immediately turned around, showing a gossip expression: "How is it? What did your mother say, is that thing true?"

Hearing Zhao Min's eagerness to ask herself, Wang Zimo, who always handles things gracefully, had a blush on her precious face, and nodded lightly: "I asked my mother when I went back that day, and there was indeed such a thing. "

What made Wang Zimo feel ashamed the most was the premise her mother said, that only when the man was devoted to her and she had a crush on him, could she smell him.

This can't help but make Xiao Yichen's handsome face appear in Wang Zimo's mind.

In fact, in the past few days, apart from being busy with the fragrance tasting meeting every day, when everything is quiet at night, Wang Zimo is free, lying on the bed, always thinking of Xiao Yichen from time to time.

In the past, I didn't think of him so often, I just had a good impression of him occasionally, but I didn't expect that after knowing this matter, the longing in my heart became more and more intense.

After hearing what Wang Zimo said, Zhao Min stood up, leaned in front of her, walked around her, and observed carefully: "Zimo, your face is red."

Wang Zimo's head couldn't help but lowered even deeper, and he refused to admit it: "How can there be, is there? Maybe it's too hot in the room, and I wear a little too much today."

Zhao Min just teased her a few words out of her mouth, she didn't intend to push her into a corner, nor did she continue this topic, but instead brought up her friend just now.

"Do you know who that friend of mine was that little slave went out to meet?"

Wang Zimo had a delicate mind, knowing that Zhao Min would definitely not mention that friend so abruptly, a bold guess appeared in his heart: "Could it be Mr. Xiao?"

Zhao Min patted her on the shoulder lightly, and couldn't stop admiring between words: "Zi Mo, you are so smart, yes, you are Brother Xiao."

"He's here today too." Wang Zimo didn't show any surprise at the news, but murmured.

"Yes." Now that it is clear that the legend is true, Zhao Min no longer hides it, "My elder brother has been looking forward to today for a long time, and the feeling of longing is really irresistible. But who I miss, then I don’t know.”

Listening to Zhao Min's ridicule, Wang Zimo couldn't help but blushed a little more, she simply stood up, went to the window and opened it.

Feeling the cool breeze outside, blowing on her face, she felt the heat in her heart subside a bit.

In the final analysis, Wang Zimo is not like Zhao Min who is married and has less scruples in speaking. She, a big girl who has not left the cabinet, is a little shy in her actions when encountering such a thing.

"Brother Xiao must have been welcomed in by that servant, would Zi Mo want to say hello?"

Wang Zimo turned around, glared at Zhao Min, and pushed her out of the house, "Go and sit down quickly, you! I still have to prepare some things so I won't entertain you."

Zhao Min naturally knew that Wang Zimo was getting angry from embarrassment, so she didn't insist on staying, and followed her to push her out of the house.

"See you later."

Responding to Zhao Min was Wang Zimo's closed door.

Zhao Min touched her nose, rubbed her nose, chuckled, and walked to her place, only to see her turn around after walking a few steps, and glance at the closed door.

Zi Mo, I'm sorry, I will definitely spoil your incense meeting today.

(End of this chapter)