The school bully is not sweet, she is reborn and throws herself on the school hunk

Shen Suihe stayed in the hospital until noon and was discharged.

It was Batchel who came to pick them up.

In the car, Batchel intentionally or unintentionally observed Shen Suihe through the rearview mirror, which caused serious dissatisfaction to Song Nanzhou.

"You should drive carefully. You dare to peek at my wife. You are courting death!"

"Ahem, no, I just took a few glances and you found out, Mr. Song, you are too sensitive."

"What did you say?"

"No, it's sharp, sharp, hehe."

Song Nanzhou frowned habitually, and when he was about to scold the young boy, he slammed on the brakes without any sense of martial ethics.

"what!"

Shen Suihe was pushed forward by inertia, and her face was about to hit the back of the chair. Song Nanzhou reacted quickly and hugged her.

Bachel knew he had gotten into trouble and was the first to apologize, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, there was a red light ahead, and if I hadn't paid attention I would have run a red light."

Song Nanzhou suppressed his anger. He had never seen such a clumsy driver. He really didn't know what was wrong with the people under him to invite such a person to receive him!

Shen Suihe knew that Batchelor didn't mean it, so he pulled Song Nanzhou, who was about to get angry, and shook his head gently at him.

"It's okay. Just be more careful next time. Driving is not a trivial matter. Don't be reckless. It would be bad if you hit someone."

"Don't worry, ma'am. I used to drive very steadily. I have been driving for seven years and I am an experienced driver."

Batchel hurried to explain, fearing that he would lose his job.

Shen Suihe was surprised, "Seven years? You don't look that old."

Batchel proudly explained, "I am already 25 years old this year. I took the driver's license test as soon as I became an adult. Our area is large and express delivery is not free shipping, so I often drive to pick up express for my sister."

Seeing him smile with his white teeth showing, Song Nanzhou looked even more dissatisfied.

"Drive well!"

Hearing the man's angry tone, Batchel stopped smiling for a second.

"Okay Mr. Song."

The car restarted, and this time it was obviously much more stable than before.

Song Nanzhou was still worried, so he fastened Shen Suihe's seat belt just in case.

When we arrived at Rose Manor, Ba Ru had been waiting at the door for a long time.

When she saw Shen Suihe coming down, she happily greeted him, "Madam, welcome to Rose Manor."

As soon as Shen Suihe got out of the car, she was attracted by the roses that covered the walls. They were so beautiful that her mood improved.

"It's so beautiful. Did you take care of it?"

"Yes, I have been planting roses under the wall since I started working here. Originally, the rose farm should be full of roses, but roses are too difficult to take care of. They always give up on me, so I had to replace them with their relatives."

Shen Suihe was amused by her humorous way of speaking and also liked her open-mindedness.

"I love so much."

Hearing this, Ba Ru raised his eyebrows and almost jumped up with joy.

"That's really great!"

Song Nanzhou doesn't like this outgoing woman very much.

As soon as we got off the car, he grabbed his hand and wouldn't let go. That was so rude.

"Mr. Song, your luggage has been delivered to your room. Would you like a cup of coffee?"

Seeing that Shen Suihe was too busy admiring the flowers to pay attention to him, Song Nanzhou nodded helplessly.

"Two points of sugar. I don't like it too sweet."

"Okay Mr. Song."

"Make another cup of brown sugar water for Madam. If you have ginger, put some in it."

Batchel hesitated for a moment, scratched his head, and asked in confusion: "Brown sugar ginger tea?"

"Can't do it?"

"Yes! Please wait a moment, I will do it now."

Song Nanzhou ignored his fleeting feeling of guilt and went upstairs alone.

He hasn't had time to take a shower since last night. Although the border is dry and he doesn't sweat, he still feels very dirty.

Batchel went to the kitchen to find brown sugar and ginger, and when the water boiled, he put them all in without cutting the ginger and put the lid on.

He had never cooked this before, but he had heard about it and thought that this was the way it should be prepared.

Shen Suihe admired the roses in the yard for a while, and lamented that Ba Ru must have a hard time.

"How did you do it? You can grow such a large area."

“These are easy to keep, don’t require constant care, and the flowers bloom beautifully, so the rewards are worth it.”

Ba Ruo talked endlessly about his masterpiece.

At first she was worried that Mr. and Mrs. Song would not like her taking the initiative, but judging from the compliments just now, she made the right bet.

Shen Suihe likes Ba Ru's vitality very much. She can grow such a large area of ​​flowers and take such good care of them. It seems that she has put a lot of effort into it.

"Do you often sleep here?"

Ba Ru was stunned and shook his head almost like a rattle.

"Ma'am, I didn't. Batchel and I are just the housekeepers of the house. I usually just come to clean and take care of the plants in the yard. I don't live here secretly."

She looked very nervous and was very afraid of being misunderstood by her wife.

Shen Suihe reached out to comfort her and said with a smile: "Don't be so nervous. I want to ask you if you often sleep on that swing basket. You will get drunk looking at such a beautiful view every day."

醉？

Ba Ruo didn't understand the word, but realized that he had misunderstood what the lady meant and smiled awkwardly.

"So that's how it is. Madam, you are amazing. How did you know that I occasionally sleep in that rocking chair?"

"Is there any need to guess? Anyone would be fascinated by the scenery in this courtyard."

Shen Suihe said this and walked over and sat on the swing.

The cotton mats and pillows in the hanging basket were full of the scent of sunshine, which made her feel relaxed.

She looked at the blue sky and slowly closed her eyes.

“The peaceful days are so comfortable.”

Ba Ruo stood there, looking at his wife lying in the hanging basket. There were large patches of roses on the back wall. It was as if she was sleeping on the flowers. She was so beautiful.

"Ma'am, your brown sugar ginger tea is ready."

Batchel came out with a bowl of ginger tea, but was stopped by his sister before he could go over.

"Shh, don't disturb my lady."

Only then did Batchel notice that Shen Suihe had his eyes closed, as if he was asleep.

He looked at the ginger tea in his hand and asked carefully, "What about the brown sugar ginger tea? Mr. Song specifically asked me to make it."

Ba Ru looked at the whole piece of ginger in the bowl and rolled his eyes.

"You are so stupid. How can you let your wife eat such a big piece of ginger?"

Batchell's sister twisted his ear and he grimaced in pain, but he didn't dare to shout loudly.

"Isn't that what ginger tea means? That's what Mr. Song said."

Ba Ru was speechless about his brother's carelessness, and he didn't know which girl would be attracted to this brat in the future.

"Come on, come on, I'll teach you how to do it. Watch carefully, I'll only show you once."

The brother and sister walked to the kitchen cursing.

Song Nanzhou upstairs finished his shower and walked to the window to see the scenery outside. Unexpectedly, when he looked down, he saw the woman sleeping in the hanging basket.

Shen Suihe was holding a pillow in her arms, her face peaceful as she slept, as beautiful as a princess in the flower kingdom.

The hanging basket swayed gently and slightly, as if it was consciously trying to coax the person in its arms to sleep, and it swayed very carefully.

Before he knew it, Song Nanzhou was so fascinated by the scene that he stood by the window for a long time, unable to come back to his senses.

At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind, "My wife is so beautiful."