Sweet pet and sweet love: my thousand gold wife

Hearing this, He Yi leaned close to the baby's breath nearest to her, and took a look, and sure enough, each flower was extraordinarily delicate, and it seemed to be an extraordinary variety.

"It's the first time we've discovered there's a garden in it."

Seeing the old man who was talking, Grandma Cui started chatting with her.

"Did you just move here, or don't you usually go out?"

Hearing what Grandma Cui said, the old man was very surprised.

"My grandson lives here and I just moved here."

"Oh, that's it, no wonder I haven't seen you here."

The old man suddenly realized.

"I will come back often in the future. We should be about the same age, so we must still have something to talk about."

Grandma Cui then sat next to the old man and started talking with her.

"By the way, you two go, I will talk to this old sister."

After a while, Grandma Cui realized that Cui Chun and He Yiyi were still waiting for her, and immediately waved her hands.

"Okay, grandma, we'll come find you later."

After leaving these words, Cui Chun and He Yiyi continued walking towards the corridor.

In the entire corridor, there are all kinds of flowers that dazzle people. He Yiyi looked at each flower with great attachment, and his eyes were full of admiration.

"Look quickly, do you know that flower over there?"

He Yiyi pointed to a light-colored flower not far away, and shared it with Cui Chun excitedly.

"I don't know, if you like it, go and pick one later."

Cui Chun shook his head, he really didn't know these flowers and plants.

"Okay."

When He Yiyi heard Cui Chun's words, the smile on his face became even wider.

"Let's go, let's go first."

Facing He Yiyi's smiling face, Cui Chun left these words and hurried forward.

He Yiyi, who was left behind by him, looked at his back and gave a "puchi" smile. Why did she feel that Cui Chun is a little cute today, and he is a little different from the usual rigid.

"The flowers here can be picked, right?"

He Yiyi looked at the small garden in front of her, walked up to the old man who was weeding, and asked.

"Yes, but, even if you take it back, you still need to take care of it. These flowers are just like people, and they need to be taken care of."

The old man smiled cheerfully, picked up a pair of scissors from the side, and instructed He Yiyi.

"Okay, I will."

After finishing speaking, He Yiyi quickly picked up the scissors and searched for the white flower she wanted most among the flowers.

"it's here."

As soon as she reached the middle of the garden, she heard Cui Chun's call over there.

"I'm looking for white flowers."

He Yiyi's eyes were still rolling around, while answering Cui Chun.

"I said it's here, slightly."

Seeing her seriousness, Cui Chun couldn't bear to interrupt, and smiled helplessly.

"Where?"

Hearing Cui Chun's words, He Yiyi immediately ran to Cui Chun, looking around him.

"Your direction at three o'clock."

Following Cui Chun's gaze, He Yiyi saw the kind of flower she was looking for at a glance, followed two steps and three steps, and carefully approached it.

"It looks so beautiful, I can't bear it."

There are water drops on those flowers, they are extremely delicate, He Yiyi's eyes are full of entanglement.

"Then don't pick it up."

Cui Chun spoke quietly behind her.

"But I really want it. Forget it, I'll just be a flower picker."

As soon as the words fell, He Yiyi stretched out her sinful hand, firmly pinched the tail of a flower, and with a bang, even the root was pulled out.

"That's fine, I'll go back and plant it in the garden." He Yiyi looked at the uprooted flower branch in his hand, feeling anxious.

"Come on, put it here."

Cui Chun smiled, and handed the basket in his hand to He Yiyi.

Seeing Cui Chun with a gentle smile in front of her, He Yiyi's heart flashed a little joy.

"Thank you."

"Go ahead and see what else to pick."

Cui Chun looked at the large field of flowers, and he was in a happy mood, and the exhaustion from working all day was swept away.

With Cui Chun's words, He Yiyi seemed to have liberated her nature, and she was having fun in the garden, happily, like the wind.

In less than half an hour, He Yiyi picked dozens of flowers, and Cui Chun followed behind her, holding a basket for her to bloom.

"Look, how about this one?"

Cui Chun followed He Yiyi's pace, but suddenly, He Yiyi turned around and asked him with the flower branch in her hand.

He didn't stop the car for a moment, and with a "bang", He Yiyi and the flower branch in her hand hit Cui Chun's body together.

Being hit by Cui Chun's chest, He Yiyi was a little stunned, her face turned red instantly.

She raised her head in a daze, meeting Cui Chun's eyes.

"Ah, I'm sorry."

After a while, He Yiyi came back to his senses and quickly straightened up. Unexpectedly, he saw a tragic scene on Cui Chun's body.

Under the squeeze, the flowers turned into juice and rubbed against Cui Chun's body, dyeing the top of the white coat into lavender.

But the dirt in He Yiyi's hand was even more terrible, all the dirt was hit to the hem of Cui Chun's clothes.

Seeing the mess on his face, He Yiyi panicked.

"I'm sorry, let me wash it for you."

As she said that, she stretched out her hand in front of Cui Chun, trying to take off Cui Chun's clothes.

"If I take off my clothes, it will be cold. It's okay, just go ahead and wash it when you go back."

Cui Chun looked at He Yiyi's muddy hand, and immediately stopped her next move.

"Ah, I forgot, go back and wash it."

After all, He Yiyi turned her head a little ashamed, wishing she could get into this hole.

She actually got those things on Cui Chun's body, she felt in her heart that she was guilty.

It was like a blank piece of paper, with ink splashed on it by her, she wished she could chop off her hands.

"It's okay, just keep looking."

At the moment when she was blaming herself, Cui Chun's gentle voice sounded above her head.

"I just wanted to show it to you."

He Yiyi turned her head and explained to Cui Chun.

"It's okay, I understand, you don't have to worry about it."

Seeing the smile on Cui Chun's face, He Yiyi suddenly felt like a warm spring breeze sweeping across his face.

"There's nothing else we want, let's go back, grandma must have been waiting for a long time."

He Yiyi was so ashamed now, how could she have the audacity to pick flowers again, she immediately told Cui Chun that she was going back.

She wanted to leave this place of right and wrong now, and forget the scene just now, it was too shameful, and she felt a little ashamed.

"Well then, if you want it in the future, you can pick it again."

Cui Chun glanced at He Yiyi who was blushing in front of him, and subconsciously spoke.