The villain of Kuaishou is a bug

Chapter 220

It was autumn again, and the housekeeper patiently cleaned up the dry debris in the garden.

The doorbell rang lightly, and the butler put down the scissors in his hand, picked up the pocket watch and checked the time.

He has not heard of any visits.

Walking to the front yard, the faint scent of flowers mixed with the cool breeze swept the gradually yellowing ginkgo, and the truck was full of magnificent flowers.

The little assistant stood in front of the iron gate surrounded by vines and waved to the butler, "Mr. Butler."

"Miss Wen, you are..."

The butler opened the door for the little assistant, pushed his glasses lightly, and said in a puzzled way.

"Mr. Xi ordered it for Mr. Bamboo! It's very romantic!"

The little assistant held her face excitedly. She was wearing a milk coffee-colored fluffy knitted dress with a gentle hibiscus flower pinned to her chest. When she smiled, the pear dimples on her lips were extremely cute.

"So Mr. Steward allows me to take the liberty of decorating your garden?"

Some flowers are not pressed, the little assistant smiled gracefully at the housekeeper, with a strange smile.

"My pleasure, Miss Wen."

Knowing that it was the eldest lady's order, the butler kept smiling and didn't say much. He nodded elegantly and opened the iron door completely so that the workers could carry the flowers in.

The slightly noisy voice on the first floor came to the ears clearly, Sui Ling didn't go downstairs, but walked slowly to the window.

Sui Ling's room had a very wide view, and she had a panoramic view of the garden. The girl leaned against the window, looking calmly at the clusters of delicate flowers at the bottom of the building.

The gentle and lovely little assistant held the sweet tea given by the butler, and directed the set with a smile.

She raised her head slightly, and suddenly met the casual and indifferent girl on the second floor.

The little assistant immediately waved his hand excitedly, with the cute pear nest hanging on the corner of his lips, greeting Sui Ling.

Seeing this, Sui Ling bent her lower lip, raised her hand, and waved it slightly.

"You're guaranteed to be satisfied!" Sui Ling saw the little assistant shout silently.

Sui Ling nodded slightly, her brows and eyes were still cold, but they were already gentler than usual. She leaned against the window and watched for a while before returning to the table to sort out her work.

Sui Ling didn't turn off the computer until she finished her work, and went downstairs slowly.

The arrangement of the garden has been completed, and the remaining flowers are used to decorate the old house. When Sui Ling walked to the middle of the stairs, the little assistant was sticking the roses to the exquisite carvings with bread in his mouth.

"President Xi!"

The little assistant saw Sui Ling, his eyes lit up, and he shouted happily.

"Thank you." Sui Ling's voice was calm, but not alienated.

"It's not hard!" The feeling of being surrounded by flowers is simply amazing, how can it be hard work!She can't wait to do this job every day.

Sui Ling smiled, walked to the flower branch, and smoked a pure white gardenia, the rich and elegant fragrance permeated her nostrils.

This is a flower that does not belong to this season.

Sui Ling stared at the bright and elegant flowers, and frowned unobtrusively.

Her field of gardenias has been undefeated all year round. Sui Ling once asked herself, do you like gardenias very much?
the answer is negative.

She never favors any kind of flower.

As for why he planted that sea of ​​gardenias that he can't forget at a glance in his field.

Sui Ling has no impression, and she didn't bother to dwell on the reason before, as long as it smells good.

But now, Sui Ling inexplicably feels that she was planted by one person.

But who that person was, she couldn't remember.

Sui Ling's complexion remained unchanged, she lowered her eyelashes and pondered for a long time, then stroked the pure white petals as if nothing had happened, and put the flower back in place.

After urging the workers to hurry up, the little assistant was worried about running out of time, so she leaned over to Sui Ling, blinked and asked, "When will Mr. Zhu come back?"

"Six o'clock." Sui Ling glanced at the door and answered lightly.

"That's enough time." The little assistant nodded, fixed the flowers in the corner, and her hair flicked in response to her movements.

After the work was completed, the old house returned to tranquility, and the setting sun gradually appeared in the distance, and the faint twilight dyed the white dove light gold.

Sui Ling casually sprinkled a handful of bird food, calmly watching the white pigeons pecking at her feet, with a cold side face.

The butler was cleaning the broken leaves in the garden, the pocket watch on his chest vibrated slightly when it reached the hour, and the sound of parking was heard at the door on time.

Hearing the sound, Sui Ling threw all the bird food in her hand on the ground, picked up the paper towel on the table and wiped her hands.

Bird food rained down, and the white dove was thrown far away, cooing and complaining.

Zhu Yan lowered his eyelashes and got out of the car, his slightly long hair covered his beautiful eyes, and his dark jade pendant made his skin even colder and paler. He tidied up his clear clothes next month, with a detached and cold expression.

The elegant fragrance of flowers in the air was more intense than before, Zhu Yan raised his eyes, and saw the girl standing in front of the door at a glance.

The sun was slanting, and magnificent flowers bloomed in every corner. The girl was looking at him with bent lips, her long hair hanging down to her waist, and a faint smile in her eyes, cold and gentle.

Her eyes are beautiful, like a clear pool surrounded by clouds and mist, surrounded by flowers, at that moment she only had him in her eyes.

In her world, there is only him.

Zhu Yan couldn't tell what it was like, and fluttered his eyelashes helplessly, the fragrance of flowers seemed to penetrate into his heart, piercing his disgust and malice towards the world inch by inch.

Sui Ling took a full view of Zhu Yan's bewilderment, tapped the flower branch with her fingertips, and walked towards the young man, "What are you doing in a daze?"

Because you have never been loved, you will feel helpless to be loved.

A bouquet of bright gardenias was stuffed into the palm of his hand, Zhu Yan pursed his lips, his curly and thick eyelashes trembled, and he spoke kindly, "Did the little girl prepare a surprise for me?"

"Ah."

"What day is today?"

Sui Ling raised her eyebrows, her voice was clear and gentle, "Is it necessary to prepare a surprise for you because what day is today?"

Zhu Yan didn't speak.

He didn't know what to say, he caressed the bright and clean gardenia with his fingertips, and the elegant fragrance lingered.

Zhu Yan rolled his eyes and smiled, looked at the girl, let go of his icy defenses, showing the gentleness in his bones.

The young man embraced Sui Ling tenderly, and the smile on his fair and delicate face was no longer the usual disguise, it was extremely sincere.

"I love you."

The breeze picked up the entangled hair of the two, and Zhu Yan's voice came to the ears gently, Sui Ling smiled, "I love you too."

After entering the old house, Zhu Yan realized the shock. Clusters of flowers can be seen everywhere decorating the low-luxury old castle, and the elegant fragrance permeates the whole house.

Zhu Yan held the gardenia in his hand, tilted his head, looked at Sui Ling gently, and bent his lips, "The little girl really loves me."

Even though he was set up like this in the game, he lost all three senses, and only the sight can feel the shock.

It's different in reality, he can really touch everything and see through the undisguised thick love.

Sui Ling glanced at him, her tone was not fluctuating, "When did you not arrange such a scene for you in the game?"

Hearing this sentence, Zhu Yan's eyes narrowed and he came to a conclusion, "That's why the little girl loves me every day."

(End of this chapter)