She scratched her head awkwardly. What else can she say!

I can't say that I took him out as an excuse just to get out of the house.

"That..." Shen Yiqing doesn't know how to open her mouth. Now she has completely lost the intelligence quotient.

Cold Qing Yuan pour is not for however, then light voice way, "come up, take you to have a meal."

Sitting in the car, Shen Yiqing didn't know where to put her hands and feet. She changed them back and forth several times and found all kinds of discomfort.

"Why, I have thorns in my car?" Leng Qingyuan seldom has a sense of humor, but he doesn't want Shen Yiqing's thunder.

It's not the car, it's you!

Whenever I get closer to you, I feel sick all over.

Just this, she can only say in her stomach.

Soon, they have come to a manor. The manor on the hillside is very quiet in the early winter. There is no traffic and no noise.

"Let's go." Leng Qingyuan said that he had already taken the lead in taking a step.

The sound of wind is soft in the mountains. It sounds like a unique song.

Looking at Leng Qingyuan's back, Shen Yiqing's heart also trembles.

It's not to be afraid, but Leng Qingyuan's natural aura is his living card, no matter where others are.

Soon, with Leng Qingyuan's steps, she saw a pavilion surrounded by a flower bed in front of her.

Yes, it's a pavilion surrounded by flower beds.

Because, this has a football field big flower bed, the only place you can see to sit down is the pavilion.

It's hard for Shen Yiqing to imagine that all the plants planted in such a large garden are camellia.

I remember when I was in school, my teacher once said that as a traditional ornamental flower in Huaxia, camellia, which ranked seventh among the "top ten famous flowers", can only have a suitable temperature of 20-32 ℃.

Here, obviously, the temperature is a little higher than that outside the gate.

"Where is this?" Shocked by the scene, Shen Yiqing doesn't know how to describe her mood.

From alviger to aomaijin tea, there are almost all kinds of Camellia.

Leng Qingyuan looks at Shen Yiqing's surprised eyes. His eyes flash slightly. Then he has already sat in the pavilion.

"This is an estate of the Leng family. My mother used to live here."

"Because my mother liked camellia, so she was full of Camellia. Later, after my mother's accident, I decided to change Camellia here."

Mention mother, the eye of cold Qing Yuan still followed tiny tight some.

Never heard of the news about Leng Qingyuan's parents. Leng Buding heard Leng Qingyuan mention it, but he never thought it was such a truth.

"Sorry, I didn't know that..." Shen Yiqing lowered her head. She didn't expect that there was such a sad story behind this beautiful place.

Leng Qingyuan smiles and looks at the camellia flowers all over the room. His eyes are deep. "These things never need outsiders to know."

The implication is that he didn't regard Shen Yiqing as an outsider.

After listening to Leng Qingyuan's words, Shen Yiqing subconsciously lowers her head and looks at Leng Qingyuan secretly.

Why is it this man.

It was as cold as an iceberg a second ago, but now it's like being hurt, which makes people have the impulse to reach out to comfort him.

"How cold is it?" With her hands on her legs, Shen Yiqing doesn't know how to open her mouth. She has never been good at this kind of thing.

Leng Qingyuan didn't let himself be too silent in sadness, but in a few blinks of an eye, he had recovered his indifferent expression.

Then the palm clapped a few times, and a servant came with the meal, "have a meal."

This meal, Shen Yiqing did not know the taste of the food in his mouth.

Until she followed Leng Qingyuan away from the hillside again, she couldn't help looking back at the manor.

"You can come any time you like." Leng Qingyuan's words suddenly rang out in his ears, listening to Shen Yiqing's fierce spirit.

Any time?

Let's forget it. Although she likes Camellia here very much, it's true that the person she doesn't want to see is Leng Qingyuan.

Shaking his head, Shen Yiqing has refused Leng Qingyuan's invitation. Looking at the Shen family, Shen Yiqing's heart can't help sinking down again.

But her facial expression, did not escape cold Qing Yuan that pair of sharp eyes, "raise good physical strength, presumably these two days someone will come to you."

"To me?" Unknowingly pointed to himself, Shen Yiqing's face was muddled.

She couldn't guess who else would come to her at this time.

Is it the Secretary's mother? Still remember that day in the hospital corridor division mother to own appraisal, Shen Yiqing's face suddenly a stiff.

She really can't imagine what would happen if the Secretary's mother made trouble with the Shen family!Looking at Shen Yiqing's expression from confusion at the beginning to fear at the back, Leng Qingyuan didn't say much, just said quietly, "remember, call me if you have something."

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