Face-slapping 365 style: fast-paced daily life for actresses

Chapter 1008 Wisdom Fighting Concubine System 6
Of course, she was also greedy and wanted to get some flower cakes to eat.

It was just dawn, and there were no other people in the palace except the occasional patrolling guards. An Nuannuan took the scissors and picked the dew-stained flowers to cut. She was so happy that she couldn't help humming. song.

The shy rose blooms quietly
Slowly bloom the feelings she left for me
The hands of spring look through her waiting
I was secretly thinking about whether I should pick her off gently.

The shy rose blooms quietly
Slowly burning her unacknowledged feelings
Qingfeng's hand is testing her waiting
I was secretly hesitating whether I should pick her off gently...

In fact, what is the name of this song and who sang it, An Nuannuan didn’t know. It was when she was working part-time. She passed by a shopping mall and heard a few words, but she couldn’t sing it completely. Thanks to her good memory, she remembered After writing these few sentences, now picking roses, I unconsciously think of these few sentences and this melody.

She sang vigorously, because her voice was pleasant, and it was early in the morning, and the surroundings were very quiet. Her voice attracted someone, but she didn't notice it.

Outside the rose garden, stood a young man wearing a black martial arts training uniform. The young man looked about sixteen or seventeen years old. Although he was young, he was already over 1.8 meters tall, but he looked a little thin.

He has a pair of noble phoenix eyes, thick black eyebrows, a high nose, and tightly pursed thin lips. He is a beautiful young man who makes people unable to take their eyes off at a glance, but his lips are pursed too tightly, and his eyes are too cold , giving a very cold and hard feeling.

He was attracted by the melodious voice, and looked at the women in the rose garden, who were shuttling back and forth, dressed in snow-white clothes, even if it was a man's hair, but inexplicably gave off a refreshing feeling.

This is the first time he took the initiative to pay attention to a woman, and engraved her appearance in his mind as soon as he saw her. This situation is very strange, because in this world, the only woman he remembers is besides his biological mother, and his adoptive mother Jiang Queen.

The former is the biological mother who is dependent on each other and has blood ties, the latter is the adoptive mother who raised him but has the hatred of killing his mother, one is the closest woman, and the other is the woman who has a blood feud.

As for so many concubines or maids in the palace, even the maids who served him, he didn't look at them carefully, or he just forgot after seeing them.

Seeing that the basket was full, An Nuannuan stopped her hands in satisfaction, put the scissors into the basket, and walked out of the rose garden, unexpectedly raised her head, and saw a man standing not far away. Beautiful boy, at this time, a system notification sounded in his head: "The mission to capture the male god is open."

This reminder made An Nuannuan's steps froze, and she stared blankly at the beautiful boy opposite, thinking in her mind: "Hehe, to attack the little male god, the old cow has the rhythm of eating tender grass!"

With the memory of the original owner, An Nuannuan is no stranger to this beautiful boy. He is the only son of Beitang Ye so far. He is already 17 years old this year. His biological mother is a low-class maid, and he has been raised under the name of Empress Jiang.

The original owner had met the prince quite a few times. In the original owner's memory, this little brat had never smiled. He was cold to everyone, and whenever he got close, he gave people the feeling of falling into a hole in the ice.

It's not scary to conquer the ice cave, but this is still a half-year-old child. Thinking about it makes her feel sick, so An Nuannuan decisively gives up this side task.

If you don't want five points, you can't harm the seedlings of the motherland.

(End of this chapter)