After the divorce, I was haunted by the sickly fifth master

The golden morning sun filled the entire courtyard. The noble man sat comfortably on a wicker chair under the grape vines. The girl in casual clothes picked grapes together with the servants in the manor.

Rong Wuye looked at the girl in front of him happily and contentedly.

If I can have her by my side every day in the future, it will be worth looking forward to.

A red truck rumbled into the manor. The distinguished man stood up from the wicker chair. He waved to the girl who was looking at the truck curiously: "Little one, come here."

Tian Ma smiled and said, "Miss, Fifth Master is calling you."

Nanhuang stepped out of the mud one step at a time.

What is he going to do?

Nanhuang's heart suddenly jumped.

Isn't he proposing?

Proposal in a vineyard, under the vines?

Is the temper of Master Yirong a little too crude?

But with such a big red truck and a big bow tied on it, was he going to give her a gift?

Nanhuang thought of various jokes on the Internet.

Is he going to give her a luxury car? No need, she drives the wild python very smoothly and I already like it very much.

Is that still a proposal?

She didn't even wear makeup today, she was still wearing the most ordinary home clothes, and she was covered in mud just now... If she proposes now, she is not ready.

Nanhuang was in a state of confusion. She didn't know when the man stepped forward and took her little hand.

"What are you thinking about, so devoted?" the man said in a sexy low voice.

Nanhuang looked up at the man in the light. Under the sun, the man's eyebrows were slightly curved, and his smile was so bright that it was dazzling.

Her heart skipped a beat, she blushed slightly and lowered her head.

"Follow me." The man held her hand tightly and walked forward, "You will like this thing."

thing? Not a proposal?

Nanhuang's anxious heart calmed down instantly.

He was giving her a gift, not a proposal.

I don't know why, but after I calmed down, I felt a slight sense of disappointment.

Although she has really been worried a lot recently, and although she is very uneasy and feels unprepared, she is also somewhat looking forward to him proposing to her.

Rong Wuye noticed his girl's sudden change of mood. The man's footsteps stopped. Nanhuang was startled and bumped into his suit.

She covered her nose, which turned red. She raised her head, and he just lowered his head.

He gently took away her hand, looked at her red nose, and arched his eyebrows. "What's going on in the little thing's head?"

Nanhuang was embarrassed by him and lowered his eyes and looked aside.

Rong Wuye then turned his face to the side, stared at her slightly rosy lips and smiled.

"What are you thinking about? Are you thinking about whether I will propose to you?"

Nanhuang's face turned redder after being told what was on his mind.

Normally, Nanhuang was a girl who never showed her thoughts. Today, the way she could not hide her thoughts was written all over her face, which really made Rong Wuye like it.

He held her hand a little tighter. "Believe me, this thing is as cute as you. You will definitely like it."

"Cute?" Still the same as her? ?

When Nanhuang expressed doubts, Rong Wuye had already led people to the big truck.

There was a red button next to the truck. Rong Wuye let go of Nanhuang's hand. He put his hands in his trouser pockets and said, "You open the gift I gave you."

Nanhuang looked at this man who was arrogant about himself no matter what. Then he turned to look at the button in front of him.

To be honest, she is a woman who can fight for whatever she wants.

So she herself didn't know what gift could make her feel moved.

He wanted to create a surprise for her, but it might not be that easy.

Nanhuang took a few steps forward, reached out and tapped the button.

Then, like a Transformer, the entire truck opened layer by layer like petals. Rong Wuye took her wrist and stepped back repeatedly, retreating to the back and witnessing with his own eyes a series of mechanically gorgeous unfoldings.

Nanhuang said: "Feng, don't you think that a mechanical performance can make me like it?"

Rong Wuye raised the corners of his lips and smiled: "Wait, keep watching."

After the gorgeous machinery unfolded, a stamen spit out from the middle. The stamen seemed to be white, a confused and fluffy thing with no direction.

Nanhuang opened his eyes wide in shock.

The robotic arm was still changing, stretching out from the center, and then stretched out in front of her without any bias.

It turned out that Mr. Rong Wu had calculated his position and specially pulled her in the right position to receive the gift.

On the robotic arm, there is a fat and fluffy little thing. The little thing is white with misty black lines. On the big fat face, a plush word "王" is very clear.

It was actually a little white tiger.

The man put his hands in his trouser pockets a little proudly, admiring the change in her expression with satisfaction.

"It's just one month old. Do you like it?"

While we were talking about whether we liked it or not, Nanhuang was already holding the little white tiger in his arms. She teased the little white tiger, and the smile on her face never faded.

She only mentioned to him once that she liked white tigers, and he remembered it and actually got her a little white tiger.

When the man saw her hugging the little white tiger so lovingly, after the initial surprise for her passed, he actually became a little bit disappointed.

He originally prepared some love words.

For example: "It is your little thing, and you are my little thing."

But now he doesn't want to say it.

He hugged her from behind and said slightly sourly: "Even if you have this thing, you can't ignore me, huh?"

Nanhuang couldn't help laughing, raised her head and kissed his lips gently.

The fluffy little chubby tiger moved back and forth in Nanhuang's arms, as if he wanted to drink milk. He held Nanhuang's finger in his mouth and started to slurp.

Nanhuang hugged the little white tiger and laughed non-stop. "Little glutton."

Rong Wuye stared at her leisurely and said, "Sure enough, he looks a lot like you. A greedy little thing."

The breeder came over and gave the little white tiger milk from the bottle. Rong Wuye accompanied Nanhuang and watched the little white tiger drink milk.

"Does this sound like raising a child?" Rong Wuye asked.

Nanhuang looked sideways at Rong Wuye.

The longer we spend time together, the more we understand many of our feelings and thoughts.

Nanhuang knew about Rong Wuye's idea of ​​giving her the little white tiger.

In his opinion, they would not have children in the future, so he wanted to make it up to her in other ways, such as giving her a lovely, raised 'family'.

The little white tiger is also their family and child.

Nanhuang held Master Rong Wu's hand tightly and looked at him sideways: "I like this gift very much. Let's give it a name."

Rong Wuye also had a smile on his face, and he said: "It is your little tiger, you name it."

Nanhuang gently stroked the soft fur of the little white tiger. He said softly: "If I call you Xiaobai, it seems that it will be easy for you to collide with other idiots."

She thought for a while, her eyebrows curved: "Just call me Xiaobaihua. Your nickname is Xiaobai or Xiaohua. Do you think it sounds good or not?"

After drinking the milk, the little white tiger opened its mouth wide and let out a whimper before lying down.

Nanhuang couldn't help laughing and said: "It recognizes this name."