Chapter 1116

Ann xiaonuan slept and woke up. It was already ten o'clock. She touched her stomach. She was so hungry.

I only drank half a bowl of white porridge in the morning. Now I'm a little hungry.

She looked out the window at the rain still falling, and frowned unconsciously. She didn't know whether sister Zhen and Mingming had found inspiration.

by the way!

Ann xiaonuan knows what she has forgotten!

She forgot to call sister Zhen and Mingming!

Thinking of this, she quickly sat up from bed and took out her cell phone to make a phone call.

She had Qiao Zhen's phone, so she called Qiao Zhen directly.

Before long, the phone was picked up. An xiaonuan asked, "sister Zhen, how are you? Is the design idea still smooth?"

Qiao Zhen knew she was ill when she listened to her hoarse voice, so she quickly said, "we are both fine. Ann should pay attention to her health."

At such a critical moment, anyone with a cold will have a great impact.

An xiaonuan nodded on the phone, then remembered that he couldn't see the other side, so he said, "OK."

They talked a few more words, and then Ann's warm stomach "grunted" twice.

She touched her stomach and said to Qiao Zhen, "then you design according to your own ideas first. I'll design with you tomorrow."

After hanging up the phone, she opened the quilt and took a bath.

His body was covered with sweat and sticky.

When an xiaonuan climbed to take a bath, Yeming Jue and yeziyan were painting in the greenhouse.

Since Ziyan painted that flower last night, she has been particularly keen on painting flowers.

"Dad, what's the name of this flower?" yeziyan asked, pointing to a pink flower.

The flower pointed by yeziyan is pink. The petal leaves and chrysanthemum petals are dense at a glance, but it is not as big as chrysanthemum, but as big as rose. Moreover, its flowers show a gradual color from outside to inside! Yeziyan feels that this flower is so beautiful! More beautiful than the flowers she saw yesterday!

In fact, yeziyan had been to this flower house before, but yeziyan was still small, still babbling, could not speak, had no aesthetics, and had no memory, so he didn't pay attention to this cluster of flowers at all. Even if he had seen it, he couldn't remember it.

Lord Yeming stood beside her, looked at the flower and said, "that's Juliet rose."

Yezi's smoke gave a sound and pointed to another flower. What about this one?

She asked, pointing to a small independent glass room.

Five or six black flowers were planted alone in the small glass room. Yeziyan had never seen black flowers, so he felt even more strange.

She ran over to look, lay down outside the glass window, pointed to the flowers and said, "is this a tulip? But isn't the tulip yellow?"

She had seen several tulips just now, so she knew what tulips looked like.

Without waiting for Yeming to speak, she continued, "is it because tulips are sick, so they need to be locked up alone?"

She thought about it, and then her eyes became full of sympathy when she looked at tulip.

What a poor little flower.

Lord Yeming smiled at her performance, and a happy smile opened on his always cold face.

"This is a black tulip. It is originally this color. It is locked up alone because its flowering temperature is relatively low, so it needs to be placed in a room alone."

Yeziyan was happier when he heard the speech, and then he walked towards the other flowers.

Father and daughter looked at all the flowers in the greenhouse. Finally, yeziyan chose the Juliet rose she saw at first sight.

Lord Yeming touched her head and asked, "don't you like white camellia? Why did you choose this in the end?"

When she saw Juliet rose, she was more curious, but when she saw white camellia, her eyes were full of love and excitement, so Lord Yeming asked.

Yeziyan looked up at Yeming Jue and said, "but I think my mother will like this flower. I want to draw a picture for my mother."

The girl's eyes were clear and serious, like doing something important, which made Yeming's heart soft.

Ziyan's eyes are really like warm.

Their eyes are as clear as a clear spring, which makes people feel soft.

"OK," he said in a hoarse voice, "then Dad will draw with you and give it to mom later."

So the father and daughter took two drawing boards and began to draw in front of Juliet's rose.

After an xiaonuan took a bath, he went downstairs to find Yeming Jue and yeziyan.

But before anyone could find it, she saw Aunt Zhang working in the kitchen.

It smells good. It seems like chicken soup!

Zhang's mother is a little old now, and her ears are not as sensitive as when she was young, so she didn't see an xiaonuan until an xiaonuan came to her.

"Madam, are you awake and better?" asked Mrs. Zhang.

An xiaonuan nodded and said, "I'm much better. Why are you cooking chicken soup now? Is it our lunch today?"

Mrs. Zhang smiled and said, "no, this is what Mr. Zhang specially cooked for you. He said you would be hungry when you get up."

An xiaonuan just wanted to say that he was not so greedy, but his stomach suddenly sang an empty city plan at this time.

"Gollum ~"

Ann xiaonuan smiled and covered her stomach. She was very embarrassed.

Mrs. Zhang smiled and said, "it seems that her stomach also smells the taste of chicken soup and wants to drink." then she turned her head and scooped a bowl of Chicken Soup for an xiaonuan.

After an xiaonuan drank a bowl of chicken soup, he felt much more comfortable all over and his stomach felt much better.

After putting down the bowl, she asked, "where did Uncle and Ziyan go?"

In front of mother Zhang, she was still used to calling uncle. Fortunately, mother Zhang knew it, so she said, "it seems that she took the young lady to see the flowers and went in the direction of the flower house."

Yuwan has a back garden, but the back garden is planted with plants that are easy to survive and highly ornamental, so a separate flower house is used to plant precious flower species.

Most of the flowers in it were collected by Ning Wanyuan and ye ranxi. Later, after an xiaonuan came, he almost didn't go in any new flowers, because an xiaonuan, like ye mingjue, didn't like to toss these delicate things.

So when an xiaonuan heard about this place, he knew it must be Ziyan who wanted to draw again.

After she put down the bowl, she turned and walked out of the kitchen. Mother Zhang asked behind her, "madam, do you want to eat some chicken?"

An xiaonuan waved his hand and said, "no, I'll come back to eat later." then he walked towards the door.

There were some umbrellas at the back door. An xiaonuan picked up one, then opened it and went into the rain.

She was wearing thick clothes, so although the wind was strong, she didn't feel a trace of coolness.

Although she looks a little bloated, she really doesn't want to catch another cold.

The rain was cold and the ground was full of splashed dust. An xiaonuan regretted that he had just gone out in slippers.

The little rabbit is wet. What a pity!

The flower house is a glass house on four sides, with automatic lifting curtains on each side, in order to better control the growth environment of flowers.

Because it was cloudy today, all the bed curtains in the glass room were pulled up, which led an xiaonuan to look at the two people inside.

They were drawing with their backs to her.

An xiaonuan raised a smile on her mouth, then opened the door gently, and then walked over gently.