Sir, you have a flower essence in the account

Mingjue sat at home and waited for the goblin for a while before coming back. When Honglian entered the room, she still held the camellia in her hand.

Ming Jue looked over, and for some reason he felt a little nervous, but...it seemed that he would get nervous every time he saw this person.

Honglian stabilized her mood and said: "En, benefactor..."

Mingjue stood up suddenly, his face was a little unnatural, he opened his lips but didn't make a sound, and said after a while: "I...I'll cook..." Then he lifted his sleeve and walked out through the goblin go.

Honglian turned around and looked at the back of him leaving in a hurry. Why did Engong tell him to cook? He doesn't need to eat. Could it be that Engong forgot...

Hong Lian stayed in the house alone, sitting on the bamboo chair that Ming Jue had just been lying on, watching the bright red camellia in front of her eyes.

Is there any flower in this world that is so similar in color to his body?It's unbelievable, Honglian looked at the camellia in a daze...

Ming Jue stood outside the small courtyard with his head slightly raised, his long and narrow eyes closed, and his hands clenched into fists.

Why was he nervous just now?This has never happened, but... since that goblin appeared, how many accidents have occurred in his world...

Ming Jue didn't dare to think about it deeply, he faintly felt that if he knew the answer, his life would be changed drastically.

Ming Jue stood outside the courtyard and calmed down for a while before turning back, the direction was the kitchen.That goblin doesn't need to eat, he can't do it alone.

Ming Jue thought that his loss of control was just an accident, until the accident happened again half a month later.

This morning Mingjue went to school for the children in the village as usual, but Hu Xiaohu came again just before class started.

"Sir." Hu Xiaohu said in a crisp, childlike voice.

But Ming Jue felt something bad when he heard his voice, and this bad premonition reached its peak when Hu Xiaohu took out the camellia from behind.

Ming Jue knelt down and looked at Hu Xiaohu's cute round face, then turned to the bright red camellia in his hand, and said, "Xiaohu, what are you doing with the camellia?"

Hu Xiaohu looked at him innocently, and said in a clear childish voice: "Half a month ago, my sister and I went to the market to play and saw that you bought sister Xiaohe's flowers. Do you like these flowers, sir?"

"It just so happened that Xiaohu went to the mountain with my sister to pick some the day before yesterday, so I thought about giving some to my husband, but my sister was afraid that I would damage it, so I only gave this one to Xiaohu. Xiaohu gave it to my husband. I want to accept Xiaohu's kindness."

After Ming Jue listened to Hu Xiaohu's words, he lowered his long and narrow eyes, and the eyelids blocked the expression in his eyes.Someone taught Hu Xiaohu what he said, and it goes without saying who that person is, except for his sister Caiwei.

Hu Caiwei took advantage of his kindness towards Hu Xiaohu to test his bottom line again and again, and he tried again and again to not want to argue with a weak woman, but... Hu Caiwei stepped on his bottom line this time. It's just sesame seed cakes, but this time I dare to give this red camellia...

Hu Xiaohu doesn't know what it means to send red camellias, can Hu Caiwei not know?Or, to deceive him...

A sneer flashed in Ming Jue's eyes, it seems that the reminders given to Hu Caiwei were not enough!

"Xiaohu, I can't accept your flowers." Ming Jue said bluntly.

When Hu Xiaohu heard his answer, he immediately looked like he was about to cry, and Ming Jue quickly patted his little head to comfort him.

When Hu Xiaohu listened to him, he raised his big watery eyes to look at him. He wanted to see what explanation his husband would give him. Xiaohu's flowers were obviously so beautiful.

Ming Jue sighed slightly, looked into his big eyes and said, "Xiao Hu, do you know what it means to give away red camellias?"

Hu Xiaohu said: "Of course I know. My mother said that the red camellia should be given to the person I like. I like Mr. very much." Why does Mr. not want it?

Ming Jue had a headache, and explained: "The liking your mother said is not the liking you think."

Hu Xiaohu puffed up his mouth angrily: "Who likes that?"

Ming Jue had a smile in his eyes, and said, "It's the love between lovers."

His gentle voice sounded in this small space, Hu Xiaohu seemed to understand something when he heard the words, there was a special tenderness in the words when the husband said this.

This kind of tenderness... Hu Xiaohu thought for a while, and it seemed to be similar to when Ajie mentioned her husband.

Is that so?This is the true meaning of red camellia.

Hu Xiaohu rested his fleshy chin, stared at a point in the void with his small eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

Ming Jue laughed when he saw this, but it was a good thing he heard it.

"Okay, go back quickly. Take this camellia back, and leave it to the girl Xiaohu likes in the future."

Hu Xiaohu nodded immediately after hearing this, and said: "Yes, I want to leave the flowers to the girl Xiaohu likes in the future."

"Yes." Ming Jue replied.

The author has something to say: I actually missed a paragraph [crying face]... Also, why is retreat/concession also a sensitive word? !No, it's three/retire!