Chapter 119

Huo Zhi is very sleepy recently. Fang leisurely forbids her to go to work and asks her to take care of the baby at home. She smiles when she thinks of his solemn manner.

The most tolerant boss in history forced his employees to take a vacation, with a sweet heart and a crooked mouth.

"Xiaolan, how long did I sleep?" After reading for a long time, Mrs. sweet replied, "I must be sitting in the book after a long sleep

"When did Xiaolan become so good at telling jokes?"

"If my wife is happy, I will be happy, and there will be more jokes!"

Xiaolan said in her mouth, but she kept cutting mangoes for her wife!

"Madam, it is said that mangoes are rich in nutrition. When I was a child, I heard people in the village say that pregnant women can increase their energy by eating mangoes. Madam, you should eat more."

So Huo Zhi in front of a plate of cut into many small pieces of mango, yellow can can can of Sha is gratifying.

"Madam, if you know that you are pregnant with a baby, your master and wife will be very happy."

Xiaolan's mind is simple. She is just a 20-year-old girl. She says what she thinks and thinks too much about it.

"Xiaolan, don't tell anyone in the family about this. Your young master and I are divorced, and they have other women. They are going to get married soon. Xiaolan, I like the present life very much. It's quiet."

Huo Zhi leaves a small piece of mango on her blue face at dawn.

"I'll do what my wife says. Although I don't understand so much of what your literati say, I just listen to her. I'll do what she wants me to do. I'll never do what she doesn't like me to do."

Although Xiaolan doesn't understand why she can't tell the young master, she will carry on what her wife says without any discount. In her mind, her wife is no longer an employer, but her closest relatives in the world. Loyalty to her wife is Xiaolan's Creed and unswervingly loyalty.

"Xiaolan, I want to go to the garden and watch the flowers with me." After eating a few pieces of mango, Huo Zhi worries that she will fall asleep again. It happens that the flowers haven't been taken care of for some time. She just dictates to Xiaolan every day that Jasmine should bask in the sun more, and don't accumulate water, otherwise it will rot roots.

Orchid to four sides of the ventilation environment, suitable for lazy, half a month pouring a thorough water.

Jiulixiang can't be watered during the fruiting period, and the crab claw can't be watered after it has flower buds. Lavender ivy is a little worried about Xiaolan's ability to do rough work, but she's not good at careful work and patient work.

"Ma'am, I did as you told me, don't you know?" Xiaolan scratched her head. She was a little embarrassed. When she remembered that she had just managed her wife's flowers, she really couldn't do it. She also thought, what do you do with flowers? Some of them don't eat or wear. The more intellectuals, the more they like to play with these flowers.

My wife is the one who loves flowers as much as herself. She often dazes and stares at some flowers and grass. I really don't know what flowers have to look at. On the roadside in the countryside and in the fields, Hua Xiaolan has long been tired of watching them. She is more attracted by the food and clothing. Of course, she is good at work. She has plenty of strength.

"Xiaolan is doing very well. I will rest assured that you will take care of the flower house in the future." Huo Zhi looks at Xiaolan with a smile.

"Ma'am, you'd better spare me and let me do something else. I'm not afraid of any work. I'm afraid that these weak plants will die in my hands, and my sins will be greater."

Xiaolan bows with her hands and runs away with a look of begging for mercy. She doesn't want to deal with these plants.

Huo Zhi looked at the flower world in front of her, and her joy was expressed in her words: "baby, this is lavender. In summer, there are lots of purple waterfalls. They are very beautiful. Do you like them, baby?"

"Baby, this pot is red rose. It's said that rose is a love story and a gift from lovers. My mother hopes that you can find a happy partner in the future and give your lover a bunch of red roses every day. How happy it will be."

"Baby, mom loves your dad very much, but dad doesn't like mom. Can you tell mom how to make your dad fall in love with mom?"

Huo Zhi squatted down, picked up the nearby shovel, and wanted to change the pots for the lilies. Spring is the season for all things to grow. Many flowers have to change pots, change soil, and stretch the tender green branches again.

After a while, she finally took out the lily from the old pot. She was trying to figure out which pot was more suitable, white with pattern or pure white. The flowerpots in the greenhouse were all purchased from the Internet, but they were all white. Some of them were pure white, some were light white, and there was almost no difference from a distance.

But in the eyes of florists, it's very different.

"It's more suitable for the nobility and elegance of lilies to use the one with silver edge!"

There was a deep and pleasant voice behind her. Without looking back, she knew it was Fang leisurely.

Over the past few days, the relationship between them has gradually deepened. Although Huo Zhi knows that she has not completely fallen in love with Fang Youran, Fang Youran tells her that he is willing to wait for marriage before love. He firmly believes that one day soon, she will completely accept her."Leisurely, when did you come?" Huo Zhi got up, but did not quickly approach him. Her hands were just making flowerpots, which were dirty and muddy.

Bending to continue, inverted planter, a pair of big hands gently wrapped around her waist, "I've been here for a long time, you tell the baby flower breeding common sense, I heard all, but you didn't notice me, it seems that in your mind, I'm far less important than these flowers!"

His chin against her shoulder socket, warm air, such as a gentle plume, glided over Huo Zhi's neck, ear tip, strange itchy.

"Leisurely, don't make trouble. My hands are covered with dirt. Be careful not to dirty your hands."

"As long as it's your hand, no matter how much soil, I'm rare."

Fang Youran is like a child who plays tricks on Huozhi and refuses to let go.

Let him go. Huo Zhi doesn't care about him any more. She just keeps on arranging the flowers.

"When did you start raising flowers? Did you raise all these?"

"Well, from the third day when I came to Xishan villa, I began to raise flowers. My father used to like raising flowers very much, and I followed him in my mother's house. Sometimes flowers are better than people. Flowers are affectionate, sprout, grow, blossom, and even bear fruit. That's the feedback of flowers to the people who raise flowers. Compared with flowers, people are more cruel and merciless."

Fang leisurely a Leng, big hand from Huo Zhi's waist loose down.

"Leisurely, leisurely -"

"what do you think? I'm so silly. I'm starting to wander!" Huo Zhi picked up a cut flower branch to scratch his nose.

"No, it's nothing. I'm just thinking, what you just said is so profound, so profound." Fang leisurely scratched his head with a little embarrassment.

"Really, leisurely, I didn't cheat you. Flowers live forever. It's just that flower growers and flower growers don't understand the temperament, character and characteristics of flowers, so many flowers die. If they are not close to each other, why do they know each other well?"

Huo Zhi sometimes thinks that he is the flower beside Gu Junqing. He has ignored it for a long time. More often, he forgets the existence of this potted flower. He thinks of it by chance, but he doesn't like it. On the contrary, he is very disgusted.

"Flowers have feelings, but people have no righteousness. Is this a serious sentence?" Fang leisurely ancient well like eyes, calm, easy to ask.

"Sometimes people are narrow-minded. When they are the most narrow-minded and biased, they will hurt people."

"Have I hurt you, Huo Zhi?" What Fang Youran is most concerned about and nervous about is her answer.

"You? How can you hurt me? You are the best person in the world, except dad. How can you hurt me? "

Huo Zhi sweet smile, who will hurt her in the world, Fang leisurely will not.

"What if? Huo Zhi, I mean, if one day I hurt you, will you forgive me? " Fang Youran seems to start a fight on this issue. He holds her hand full of mud. Through the mud, Huozhi feels that his hands are a little cold.

"You won't hurt my leisurely, I believe you!" Huo Zhi raised her head and faced him. The sun was shining on her face. She was pure and lovely, kind and gentle, like a beautiful angel from the sky.

In the greenhouse, she stands in the middle of the green plants, picturesque and poetic. She is like a fairy coming from a dream. How can he have the heart to hurt her!