Chapter 412

Nonchen laughs bitterly.

Before he could say it, he was dismissed by her rude order of expulsion.

But today, some guests he also saw with his own eyes, it's really not good to be thick skinned, so he had to get up and bow his hand slightly, and his words were full of sincerity, "in this case, non dust will not disturb. It was a rude girl that day. Now Japan is here to apologize in person. I didn't think about it. It's really unfortunate. "

After that, he pointed to the porcelain pot on the table. His eyebrows were warm and his demeanor was soft. "The last time I had tea in the girl's shop, the taste was unforgettable to Feichen. Then he dared to guess that the girl loved flower tea. It happened that I had a pot of Gongju tea newly made this year, which was never tasted by Qingyue girl."

Mou Guang looks around his thin and pale face, and sees that his words are not really like fraud.

Finally, he relaxed his look, his frown was slowly extended, his lips were slightly raised, his body was weak and boneless, and he leaned on the edge of the table, and looked down and said, "thank you very much, Mr. Feichen. This tea is taken by the green moon."

Although she is still unhappy, she is no longer full of harsh words. Her heart falls abruptly. Her pale lips are gently lifted up and warm as the wind. "Then the dust won't bother you. Goodbye."

When he stepped out of the door, he suddenly looked back, with a smile in his eyes and a dimple in his cheek. "If you want to, you can call me Feichen."

After that, I closed my cloak, and the thin figure like bamboo gradually disappeared at the door.

She stared at the air for a while, snorted suddenly, and the joy in her heart suddenly drifted away.

"Non dust" -

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the arrival of lingruo completely disturbed the cleanness of rouge shop. In the first few days, she was running around in the backyard every day. The five colored fish carefully searched by sukui in the lake, she was tossed to see her and hide. When she finished her mouth, she suddenly saw the red and blue flowers carefully cultivated by sunflower.

That's the flower that she collected carefully and poured out with her heart's blood to make good materials for rouge.

She withered several plants in a day.

Su Kui's angry eyes, sitting on the soft collapse and cold face, ignored her. The low pressure in the room finally made Ling Ruo kneel in front of her pitifully, holding two white and tender ears with his small hand, and looking at her with tears in his eyes.

Once she showed half of her impatience, she took the opportunity to add another fire. The petite man knelt on the ground in a small regiment and complained to Baba full of remorse, "Auntie..."

That small voice, three points of weeping, five points of love Jiao, and two points of cunning, listen to Su Kui heart sharp son a soft.

There was a flaw in his face.

So, Ling Ruo got up, especially stick to her arms, if she said, "forget it, forget it, and let you go."

She must be happy and smiling at once. Her little fist is like beating on her shoulder without money. She keeps on saying: "Auntie, I know that Auntie loves me most."

How could she really row for several flowers and plants?

It's a pity that the girl lingruo just swore to be obedient in front of her, and then she continued to harm her flowers and plants.

After a few days, what is left in her garden?

She can't fight or scold. She raised her hand and added a sign to lingruo. She kicked her out.