The Male Wife

The domestic servant walked in with the freshly run tea and carefully placed the teapot on the round table. He noticed that the room was not pleasant anger, so as soon as the teapot was put down, he immediately flashed away and dared not drag the mud.

Pei Cheng easily poured a cup of tea, the tea was very hot, so he did not drink it so fast, and said: "Then the second lord thinks that after the spring of next year, will he know that he will have a school with Qi'er?"

"Maybe." Jiang Rin said indifferently, "I thought you would worry."

Wen Yan was startled. Pei Cheng carefully considered the meaning of Jiang Rin ’s words before saying: “No matter what, Yan Zhi is the descendant of the Jiang family, even if someone really wants to do anything ... Start with him. "

Jiang Rinzhi laughed lightly, with a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth. He seemed to be mocking Pei Cheng ’s innocence. "If the water falls, even if it is really not instructed, it will not have much to do with them. You think Is it really safe to let him stay with a group of wolves? "

I don't know what kind of stimulus I received. Jiang Rongzhi said it straightforwardly.

The smile on Pei Cheng's face faded completely, his left hand was on his knees, and his fingers were unconsciously tapped on his knees. "But if there is someone who really feels bad, I can't help it."

Jiang Rongzhi looked at him coldly, "If you really care about him, do you think something will happen."

Only then did I realize that Jiang Rongzhi might be angry, and Pei Cheng looked up at Jiang Rongzhi and said, "Second Lord, did you misunderstand?"

Jiang Rongzhi closed the book, put it aside, his back leaned against the bed, his eyes narrowed: "I will sleep, you go back, you don't need to wait here."

Pei Cheng stood up without saying a word, and turned away and left. When he left, the tea in the cup didn't move, so he left it there.

After talking about these words, neither of them looked good, especially Pei Cheng.

Walking out of the hospital door, Yu Guang in the corner of Pei Cheng's eyes suddenly swept to the backyard, raised his hand, and recruited a domestic servant, saying, "Is the black soil in the backyard of the second man the same as the black soil in the frontyard?"

The domestic servant nodded affirmatively, "Yes. These flowers and soil were exclusively moved from the front yard. What's wrong with my wife?"

Pei Cheng shook his head, "Go on."

The servant walked back inexplicably, just two steps later, and heard Pei Cheng said: "Why the black soil in the front yard can feed the flowers, but the black soil in the second yard is not."

The servant scratched his head, "Hey, this, this slave really doesn't know. If the lady is really curious about it, the slave will ask the gardener in the courtyard."

gardener?

Pei Cheng dropped a sentence of "no need" and hurriedly left. The domestic servant looked at Pei Cheng's back and found that he was walking in the direction of the front yard, and he moved, but in the end he didn't take this matter too. Mindful.

The flowers and plants in the front yard have been destroyed by the cold wind, leaving only the branches.

Pei Cheng squatted on the ground, gently pulled the branches away with his hands, and then stared at the black soil on the ground. The black soil in the front yard is the same as the black soil in Jiang Rin's yard. How can the flowers and plants planted in the front yard be fed, but the flowers and plants in Jiang Rong's yard have to be changed in batches every spring?

Is it true that this is artificial?

As Pei Cheng squatted on the ground and racked his brains, a strange but familiar male voice suddenly sounded behind him. "Bae ... Ersao, why are you here?"

Pei Cheng was shocked and stood up reflexively.

Jiang Sanye behind him had no time to avoid, and the two collided heavily.

But the two people's posture, from a distance, looks like a pair of lovers who are hugging their lovers.