Young Master Fu's Unexpected Cute Wife

Mr. Zhou stepped into the door. Seeing Yan Wan Wan, he looked at the bud curiously. He explained, "this is Epiphyllum. You can see that its stem is hook like, and the tip of the flower bud is upward. It will bloom in a few hours. Fu San brings you here at the right time."

Late at night, I took a look at Fu Sihan unexpectedly. Did he take her to see the flowers? He was relieved just now, was it because he was glad that the flowering was not over?

The heart strings of the evening seemed to be stirred by something, and Yu Wei trembled.

The blooming requirements of Epiphyllum are extremely strict, the temperature needs to be between 20 ℃ and 26 ℃, and the air humidity is above 80%. The windows of this room are all around, and the central air conditioning is on in the room to meet the flowering needs of Epiphyllum.

There are elders here. They quickly recover their thoughts and ask: "grandfather Zhou, Epiphyllum usually blooms in September and October. Now it's December. Why do you have this..."

"Master Zhou said with a smile," the old man is free

Mr. Zhou was originally a plant researcher, and his favorite was to play with rare flowers. Trying to change the flowering time of flowers to satisfy his own happiness was also one of his great pleasures.

"You are so good!" Say it sincerely in the evening.

"Ha ha! What a sensible little girl Zhou Laozi finish saying, stare Fu Si Han one eye, "have nothing son, learn more from your daughter-in-law to speak more!"

Fu Sihan was too lazy to answer the old man's teasing and asked, "how long will it bloom?"

"It looks like one or two."

"Then I'll take her to have a rest." Fu Sihan took Yan to go out again.

"Hey, you son of a bitch! You are not my grandson The old man held up his stick and made a gesture to hit people.

Night by him to pull away, whispered: "third brother, this is not good?"

It's so impolite of other people's home!

Fu Sihan didn't have to guess what the woman was thinking, "this is my territory."

At the same time, behind him came the voice of Mr. Zhou: "Hello, Fu San! Don't live in the third room in the east wing. It's your grandmother's! "

Fu Si Han Yang started to understand.

Night and night, full of doubts, "your?"

Through a hand copied corridor, you can accurately find the guest room in the east wing. If it wasn't for the central air conditioning, modern bathroom and electric light, the decoration inside could make people suspect that it was ancient.

Babu bed, huanghuali round table, curtain

"My mother gave it to me. I gave it to him." Fu Sihan explained.

This house was originally intended to be given to Mr. Zhou by Fu Sihan. With a face of "you insult me with less money", Mr. Zhou happily lived in this courtyard. Because the place is spacious and quiet, it is very in line with his mind.

"He is you? What is the relationship between Mrs. Fu and him I think the relationship between these two people is different.

At first, I felt that two people were not right. After a long time, I would find that although the old man disliked Fu Sihan, he was very accommodating.

When two people get along with each other, it is more like forgetting the time.

And Fu Sihan obviously did not come here less, otherwise he would not be so familiar with here, and would not know that Epiphyllum is about to open.

It's evening. It's cold outside.

There is heating in the room. Fu Sihan opens a window half to let Yan come to see it later. "This green plum is planted by old man Zhou for his wife."

Outside the window is full of green plum, green plum full open, elegant and noble, and red plum is not the same beauty.

"This How beautiful I can't help but wonder in the evening.

Out of a woman's natural love for gossip, she asked later, "is grandfather Zhou's lover still alive?"

"Alive."

"Well..." Later, he thought about it again and continued to ask, "single?"

"Single."

"Well, I think grandfather Zhou can strive for an evening recitation. When he is old and has company, he will be happy in his later years."

"No way." Fu Sihan said, "the person he loves is my grandmother."

“……”

I choked in the evening, so you didn't say it earlier?!

Fu's father has passed away for more than 30 years. Fu Sihan has no feelings for him. He once thought about Zhou and his grandmother together. Unfortunately, Mr. Zhou never married, and he loved his grandmother, but his grandmother was Treat him like a big brother!

Mr. Zhou saved Mrs. Fu and took care of Mrs. MI. Fu Sihan gave the house to him as a reward. He came and went, and gradually got acquainted.

Fu Si Han week of the window, will say late pull to bed, "sleep, to call you."

I've been busy all day. I'm really sleepy at night.

There is a quilt cover on the Babu bed, dark color system, which is usually prepared for Fu Sihan.

She lies in the bed, and forshan gets in and holds her in his arms. She sleeps with her eyes closed and doesn't fall asleep.

He needed very little sleep and couldn't sleep more than six hours.

"Third brother, why did you suddenly bring me to see the flowers?" Night in his arms open eyes, apricot eyes big, in the half dark room like a black pearl."I can give you what others give you, and give better."

The man still closed his eyes, but a bow on the exact kiss her mouth.

I don't know why, late at night suddenly some want to laugh, but also some silk sweet soft fill in the heart.

He spoke as if he had done a rare and ordinary thing, but how many people can take others to see the precious flash in the pan?

Is he jealous? Or comfort her?

Eat Nangong Yixiao's Vinegar because he sent her a bouquet.

Comfort her, she is not no one to send flowers, what is the meaning of a rigid bouquet? He showed her the most beautiful scenery.

Give the best if you want!

At one o'clock in the morning, Fu Sihan woke up late.

Mr. Zhou is waiting outside the Epiphyllum room. The old man is wearing a hat and a bib. He is not too cold to stand outside in the middle of the night.

He would look up and down carefully.

"What are you looking at, grandfather Zhou?" The question of doubt in the evening.

"Let's see if the boy has done something bad under the name of letting you rest." Mr. Zhou pointed to Fu Sihan with his chin.

Doing bad things

That's what, of course.

In the evening, my ears suddenly rose to blush, and my smile was stiff.

Heaven and earth have no conscience! They really don't have one this time!

"What's in your head when you're old." Fu Si Han didn't have a good temper to accept the old man.

Master Zhou laughed and opened the door to take two people in. He likes to tease young people, hey hey!

Such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, even Jiang Yan followed in.

Four people around the Epiphyllum a few three bud, quietly waiting.

Time goes by.

The outer layer of the calyx gradually spread, and then, layers of petals in full bloom, under the white halo, the petals seem to be crystal clear, as if with a little light blue, revealing the pink core inside.