Chu Zheng on the other end of the phone is about to turn back.

Because of no preparation in advance, and Jin Yuwei may not meet the buyers in Beijing temporarily, so he only tracked her to her destination in Beijing, and then turned back.

Not far away, Chu Zheng's phone rang.

The moment he took out his mobile phone, Chu Zhengzheng began to get cold from the bottom of his feet. After a long time, he finally picked up the phone.

"Come home."

Su Mo Han's short opening, tone and usual seems to be no different, a sentence finished, waiting for Chu Zheng to reply, the phone has been hung up.

Chu Zheng looks at the mobile phone in the hand, a heart up and down.

With a long breath, as if he had made up his mind, he immediately got up and went back to the villa.

Ye Fei and her two children are planting trees in the garden. Although it is going to winter soon, she can't hold the two children's insistence. Ye Fei accompanies them to dig a hole in the garden, and the Housekeeper on the side takes several saplings to help.

Not long, ye Fei saw a car slowly driving in, and then stopped at the side of the parking space.

Looking up, Chu Zheng hurried toward the door of the building. When he saw their direction, he took a slight step.

Ye Fei said hello to him with a smile, while Chu Zheng was embarrassed to smile, which was a response, but the smile was ugly.

"Princess Ma Ma, is that ok? Can we plant the saplings in? " Hanwen some anxious opening, a small round face covered with soil.

"Not yet. I have to dig deeper. Only when the roots are deep, will they not be blown away by the wind or washed away by the rain." Ye Fei explained patiently that Lisa lay lazily on one side, looking at them bored.

Smell speech, Hanwen nods, when even if bury one's head to continue to dig a pit together with Ye Xiaotian.

In the direction of the small mouth, it seems that the small leaf tip, with a face full of frown, is staring at the small leaf.

"Ah! My God, you've got all your dirt in my face Hanwen sits on the ground and looks up at Ye Xiaotian.

Ye Xiaotian raised his head full of resentment, and his calligraphy was slightly Zheng. He saw Ye Xiaotian who had been digging holes with his head down. I don't know when he started. His clean face is full of mud and water, which seems to have been made by him by accident

"Oh, my God! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to! " Words fall, the calligraphy then reaches out to Ye Xiaotian's small face.

Before ye Xiaotian had time to hide, his dirty claws covered Ye Xiaotian's face, and he wiped the dirty part on his cheek.

Because ye Xiaotian wants to avoid it, he also sits in the puddle before he gets up because the soil is wet.

The washed blue trousers were full of mud and polluted.

However, he still didn't know it. He ran up to him. As a result, his little white boots stepped on the mud and splashed Ye Xiaotian all over again.

"You go away!" Seeing that the black little hand of the calligraphy salutes to his head, ye Xiaotian can't help but shiver. He only feels that the world on top of his head has turned into a darkness, as if the earth is about to be destroyed.

Ye Xiaotian's face is full of disgust. Even though his face is covered with mud, he still doesn't change his arrogance.