Mysterious Husband's Little Lover

The living room is not far from the front of the living room.

In early spring, many plants sprout in the garden.

She went to the grass, her feet soft.

Lin Wenwen bowed his head and looked at the smiling flowers which were already in full bloom.

Pure white petals wrapped in orange yellow stamens, facing the direction of the rising sun, seems to be with endless vitality.

She squatted down, and her memory flashed on her face in an instant.

This flower is her favorite.

And these were all planted by Jiangsu and Hangzhou.

Last spring, all the gardens in the villa were green.

Suzhou and Hangzhou always don't like fancy things, so no matter where the villa is, they always focus on simplicity.

At that time, when she passed by, she just casually said, "this is too monotonous, if more Michelia flowers, it will be more lively."

"Michelia, do you like it?" Su Hang asked.

Lin Wenwen nodded, "that kind of flower is very beautiful."

Su Hang looked down at her and did not mention it again.

In the garden, there are more flowers in the garden, and there are more flowers in the garden.

At that time, their relationship was not as good as it is now, so when Lin Wenwen saw this scene, he was still a little surprised.

Zhao Ma stood behind her, smiling, "madam, this flower was planted by my husband yesterday."

Looking at the flowers, Lin Wenwen seems to see Suzhou and Hangzhou squatting in the light of drunken sunshine. His knuckled fingers pinched the flowers and planted them. His fingertips were accidentally stained with some dust, and his whole body was covered with some hazy, like a perfect oil painting.

That sunlight, the bottom of her heart warm.

Holding a posture squatting for a long time, Lin Wenwen reluctantly pulled out of the memory, and with a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, he got up and simply moved his hands and feet.

She sighed, and her voice was as light as if it could be blown away by the wind. "Suzhou and Hangzhou, what do you want me to do?"

Suzhou and Hangzhou did wake up as she wanted, and the antidote also played a role.

But, without any reason, he became an eight year old child.

Lin Wenwen's delicate eyebrows twisted slightly, as if all over the body were covered with a layer of if not cool.

She only felt that her sight was a bit blurred. The scenes in front of her were covered with a layer of black edge, and the things she could see were gradually reduced. Finally, she almost lost her body shape and fell directly on the ground, falling into endless darkness.

When she opened her eyes again, Lin felt as if her strength had been pulled from her whole body. She stared at the ceiling above her head for a while and then struggled to sit up.

"Wen Wen, don't move!" Tian Tian pressed her body, "you have a high fever and you want to run around, why don't you tell us?"

"I..." When Lin Wenwen opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was so hoarse.

She cleared her throat. "I don't know."

Before the attention has been paid to Suzhou and Hangzhou, Lin Wenwen did not feel any discomfort at all.

It turns out that the fever has been high for a long time.

"I said you, give me a good rest now." Tian Tian used the back of his hand to probe her forehead, "the burning has not faded, and Dr. Chu said that you should try not to think so much."

After listening to this, Lin Wenwen said with a faint smile, "I'm ok. How are Suzhou and Hangzhou now?"