The Only Love: Rebirth of National Goddess

Ye Zhi with a baby look, the bouquet back home.

Maybe Ye Zhi's sense of existence at home is too low. Mother ye and Huang Lei are busy in the kitchen. When they hear the sound of door opening and closing, no one comes out to have a look.

Ye Zhi thought that she could sneak flowers into her room safely, but she didn't think that Huang Shan wasn't in his room today. Instead, she was placed on the sofa in the living room by Huang Lei.

This place used to be Chen Zhen's exclusive throne. Even if it was a sofa, he was able to sit in a very serious manner. Now, it is full of some building blocks. Huang Shan, a little girl, is playing on it.

"Mom, elder martial sister has beautiful flowers in her hands."

Huang Shan is too boring on the sofa alone. The adults are in the kitchen and don't let her in. They can't pile up the building blocks on the sofa. Just when she is ready to give up, she sees her elder martial sister coming in with super beautiful flowers. She can't help exclaiming.

"This child, how surprised." Huang Lei's voice came out from the kitchen. Ye Zhi was inexplicably guilty.

Don't want the kitchen door to be opened, it's not Huang Lei, but her mother, wearing an apron, holding a spatula in her hand, looking out.

Ye Zhi almost wanted to throw the flowers on her hand.

Unexpectedly, Ye's mother was very pleased. She said to Ye Zhi, "you are such a big girl. You finally know how to make some decorations in your room. Don't put some books all day. Your mother, I'm a bookseller. I feel dizzy when I enter your room. It's good to find a place to put some flowers. At least it doesn't look so boring."

Mother Ye's brain circuit is different from that of ordinary people. Seeing the flower in her hand, it's actually this idea.

"Well, good."

Ye Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, pretended to buy an ordinary item, and took it into the room.

She put the bouquet on the table, opened the window a little, breathed, and then turned to see that her bed was a mess of clothes, but grabbed her hair, ready to clean up.

"Oh, leaf." The door was suddenly opened, mother Ye's voice came back, and ye Zhi subconsciously turned back, nervous.

Mother ye first took a look at the open window, then with a kind of confused eyes, looking at the mountain of clothes piled up on Ye Zhi's bed, she slowly said: "you just not at home, your classmates met me in the street, let me bring you a gift, put it on the living room table, you take it in later."

Ye Zhi a listen, the brain is more confused, which of her classmates is Ye mother know, also so kind to her gift preparation.

She put down her hand and grabbed the clothes, ready to go to the living room to have a look.

Mother ye can't help but have a headache when she looks at the disorderly clothes she's blocking. But she's covered with oil fumes, so she can't help to clean them up. She just goes back to her main battlefield with a spatula.

Ye Zhi brought things in. It's a small square box. No wonder she didn't pay attention to it before entering the door. When she opened it, she saw a string of obsidian bracelets. The diameter of the beads is not big. It's very suitable to try them on, but this color is seldom given to her.

In her mind, she thought of the person who liked black around her. Somehow, she thought of the person with black earrings, evil eyes and frivolous smile.

Through this string of beads, the face of a young man appeared in front of her.