Forget it. He's on his own.

Fu Nanli stepped on the mud and saw that Wenqiao was wearing a woven straw hat. The spring sun was mottled on her face through the straw hat. She held a handful of grass in her hand, and her face was still dirty, like a little cat. Now she looked at him with a smile.

"Uncle Li, did you bring her to pull weeds?"

Uncle Li was in a hurry: "Oh, young master, it's Xiaowen who has to run to work."

Wenqiao wiped his sweat again, and his face was even more colorful. "Don't blame Uncle Li. I really came to work by myself."

Fu Nanli bent down and took her hand. "OK, it's been working for a long time. It's time to have a rest."

With that, he grabbed the weeds in her hand, threw them aside, and then stretched out his hand. Uncle Li quickly handed over his handkerchief. Fu Nanli helped her wipe her face. Where could it be cleaned? The soil and grass had dried up on her face, and her little face was red and dirty.

Fu Nanli threw the handkerchief in Qin Bei's hand and took Wenqiao out.

The ground was wet. For the first time in his life, there was so much mud on his shoes.

Next to the organic farm is a small sightseeing car. Wenqiao is pulled into the small sightseeing car. The driver drives the car to the big house.

He took a bottle of mineral water, unscrewed it and handed it to wenjo.

Wenqiao took the bottle and gulped a few gulps. The water leaked from the corner of his mouth to his neck. Fu Nanli reached out and wiped it for her, making his eyes dim.

Wenjo wiped his mouth and handed him the water bottle.

Fu Nanli sighed gently: "there is no need to do this."

Although it was March now, it was near noon, and the sun was shining. She didn't even wear gloves. She pulled the grass with both hands and was red.

Wenqiao took a breath: "it's interesting to do farm work. I've learned a lot from the uncles and aunts who work together."

She took off the straw hat on her head, and there were some grass in her hair. Fu Nanli reached out to help her remove the grass. There was no way to take her.

After passing the organic farm and the golf course, you can see the old man swinging on the golf course.

He made a phone call to Uncle Li, "Joe's work, everything is very detailed, and the old man said well."

"Yes, young master."

After passing the stadium, the sightseeing bus will be the shallow lake, and finally arrive at the villa on the hillside.

Wenqiao also really realized that the Fu family was really big.

When she arrived at the mansion, Fu Nanli took her to his bedroom.

This is the first time Wenqiao went back to the bedroom of his main house. His first impression was that his bedroom was a suite, a master bedroom and an outer hall, as well as a small activity room and a separate cloakroom.

His bedroom alone is much bigger than her courtyard.

It was poverty that limited her imagination.

It's no wonder that 60 million can only make it to 89 million.

The second impression is that the decoration style won her heart, Nordic style, low-key luxury, in line with his young master's style.

She was pulled to the bathroom by a man. The whole French window was half covered with blinds. The sunlight was mostly reduced. Wenjo was pressed on the washing table. The man turned on the faucet, and the tall body hugged her from behind.

The hand sanitizer was squeezed into her hand, and Fu nanlihuan hugged her and helped her gently rub her hands, breathing slowly and spraying it on the skin behind her ears.

Wenjo looked back at him. "I'll do it myself."

"Don't move."

Wenjo did not move, leaving his long, bony fingers to and fro between her white fingers.