Chapter 168

"You are very concerned about my physical condition?" Ji Mo stepped slightly at his feet, his voice with a smile.

Qi Shaoqin snorted, "who cares about you? I'm surprised that you, a seriously ill person, actually carried me. Didn't you ridicule me earlier that I was heavier than Qi Xinyuan and Tan Yirou!"

Ji Mo recovered his previous foot speed and was not answering.

Qi Shaoqin didn't take the initiative to talk to Ji mo.

A breeze came from the side, and the sick seedlings were blocked away by her.

She looked sideways with the fragrance of the breeze.

On both sides of the road, a large area of tea plum looks very spectacular.

Qi Shaoqin couldn't help exclaiming, "what a beautiful tea plum!"

"Well, most of the famous gardens and parks in our country, as well as the tea plum potted plants in hotels, are cultivated here," Ji Mo said faintly.

When Qi Shaoqin looked at them, the petals of these camellias were oval, with fine serrations on the edge, different sizes and elegant colors.

Their family once planted several pots of tea plum, which was planted when her mother was alive. Later, her mother died, and the tea plum withered when no one took care of it.

For many years, I haven't seen such a beautiful tea plum at close range, especially the whole sea of tea plum flowers that can't see the edge in front of me, which gives people the feeling of both spectacular and long aftertaste.

Qi Shaoqin's anger and dissatisfaction with fasting dissipated in an instant.

She suddenly felt that the road didn't seem so bad.

Bending his lips, Qi Shaoqin asked, "sick seedling, did you choose this road because you knew there was a tea plum here?"

Ji Mo said, "it's kind of a crooked way. You seem to like tea plum very much."

"Of course I like it!" she didn't tell Ji Mo why she liked it.

Even the wish to marry her was mistaken.

Her favorite flower is the passionate and charming rose.

After her mother died and the two pots of tea plum withered, she was no longer interested in appreciating the flowers and plants.

However, until today, seeing so many tea plums, she found that her heart likes flowers.

There are women who don't like flowers.

The flower language of red tea plum is: elegant and humble.

The flower language of white tea plum is: ideal love.

Her mother, as elegant and humble as tea plum, is only the ideal love she longed for, and she paid it wrong after all.

I will not follow my mother's old path, I will not!

"It's 200 meters ahead," Ji Mo said.

Qi Shaoqin saw someone walking nearby. She suddenly thought of something and said to Ji Mo, "put me down."

Ji Mo didn't ask why and leaned over to put her down.

Qi Shaoqin sorted out the folds on his lower skirt. Yu Guang swept Ji Mo's light beige sports suit and stuck a lot of mud ash on it. As soon as he bowed his head, his white skirt was also gray.

She glanced at Ji Mo secretly and saw that he didn't seem to notice anything.

Qi Shaoqin cleared his throat and said, "well, how can I do it back? I can't let you carry me back?"

Ji Mo listened to her ask this question, looked at her strangely and said, "you want to be beautiful."

Qi Shao Qin Tucao Dao: "who asked you not to drive? Walk back to the original road, so far! Even if you have enough food, you can make complaints about that."

"Go back, you're full, I can't carry it." Ji Mo said helplessly.

Qi Shaoqin was angry: "you!!"

If you don't eat enough, you won't weigh much, okay!

This dead sick child, the speaker really doesn't like to listen.