Lu Xiaofeng's Move Flowers into the Building

Shangguan Feiyan lowered her head in disappointment, and whispered, "Do you hate me very much?" Otherwise, why don't you want to talk to her?

"Why does Miss Shangguan think that Hua Fu is just such a character? Miss Shangguan, don't take it to heart!" Hua Manlou explained to Hua Fu with tenderness on her face. She has always been like this to strangers. When Hua Fu first came to Baihualou She also doesn't like to talk and doesn't care about others, and what looks cold is just her own protective color.

"So that beautiful and powerful girl is called Hua Fu!" Shangguan Feiyan exclaimed, "It's good that you don't hate me...that, dude, you What's your name?" Shangguan Feiyan looked at Huamanlou curiously.

"Is it Hua's fault? I forgot to introduce myself to Miss Shangguan and I'm going down to Huamanlou." Huamanlou replied standing one step away from Shangguan Feiyan.

Shangguan Feiyan whispered Huamanlou's name a few times, and felt that this name was as beautiful as Huamanlou.It took a while to realize that Huamanlou might be here for business, so she quickly said that Huamanlou should just go and take care of her own business, and she wanted to take a walk here to see if Huamanlou would agree.

Hua Manlou would never refuse other people's requests as long as it involved things that were not the bottom line.He walked to the thick acacia tree in the garden by himself, and listened to Huacheng report on the materials he bought.How to do it Huamanlou had a rough draft in his mind, and now although he was groping for it bit by bit, it looked good.

Shangguan Feiyan couldn't help being amazed when he looked at the exquisite verandah, which was not carved with beams and paintings, and looked at the rockery, ponds, and flowers not far away... suddenly felt that their palace was like a dilapidated mountain village house compared to here.

Not long after Huaman went downstairs, Hua Fu opened his eyes and couldn't fall asleep anymore, so he simply lay on the couch and carefully touched the lines of Bixuezhao Danqing.She didn't know why her heart was suddenly hanging, and she couldn't get up or down, but Hua Fu was not a fool, thinking about how much she cared about Hua ManLou, she vaguely understood that.

After lying down for nearly an hour, Hua Fu couldn't lie down anymore, got up and went back to her own room through the screen.

Looking at the curtain made of light pink veil embroidered with peach blossoms, although it is tied up, it is still swaying with the breeze blowing in from the open window on one side, looking at the large camphor wood wardrobe carved with flowers and birds, the dressing table and various jewelry boxes, clearly Crystal mirror, the flowers are blooming and the rich and noble are stepping up the bed, looking at the folded silk quilt embroidered with peony flowers through the curtain embroidered with acacia flowers on the bed, Huafu closes the door and puts the blue blood photo Danqing on the mahogany carved table.

Hua Fu sat in front of the dressing table and picked up the horn comb to comb her hair absently. She was awakened by the muffled noise from the backyard. She put down the comb and got up and went to the open window to look at the backyard.

Hua Fu, who was just curious about what happened at first, saw Hua Manlou groping for a piece of wood, behind him was a swing that had already begun to take shape among the primrose bushes that had not yet bloomed, magnolias and kapoks in full bloom.Hua Fu looked at her lips and couldn't help curving her lips. The water on her cheeks reflected the broken light in her eyes, like the bright stars in the night sky, with the clarity and lingering like water.

Although it is the first time for Huamanlou to make a swing, maybe it is because Huacheng told Huamanlou all the points that need attention before, maybe it is because men are always good at these things, maybe it is because Huamanlou can't see it. Do it bit by bit, until the swing is finished, it is delicate and beautiful.

The freshly painted tung oil has not yet dried out, the frame and base are made of rosewood, a comfortable rattan chair is hung on the frame with strong ropes, surrounded by various flowers, it is too beautiful to behold.

The strange fragrance lingered on the tip of the nose along the wind, Hua Manlou smiled and turned around and asked Hua Fu: "The gift that was just finished, do you like it?"

Hua Fu pursed the dimples at the corner of her mouth, looked at the beautiful swing, and said in a daze, "How could you not like it!" Hua Fu quickly walked a few steps and threw herself into Hua Manlou's arms, hugging his waist tightly.

Hua Manlou's smile deepened, and he stretched out his arms to wrap around Hua Fu's waist, feeling that he couldn't be happier than this time!

Shangguan Feiyan looked at Hua Fu and Hua Manlou who were embracing each other from a distance, stared deeply at Hua Fu and made a weird smile, then hid behind the pillar after a glance, walked back to Baihua with a pure and kind smile building.

Hua Manlou felt the malicious gaze flashing past Hua Fu, and he was secretly vigilant, frowning and listening carefully, only heard the sound of Shangguan Feiyan's footsteps walking into the small building.Shangguan Feiyan... Hua Manlou bowed his head and reached out to caress Hua Fu's back, Jinpeng Dynasty...

After all, Huamanlou is the son of everyone, so the skin of his fingers is inevitably delicate.Hua Fu stared at Hua Manlou, washed his hands carefully, held his hand and sat under the setting sun, and carefully picked out wood thorns for Hua Manlou with a needle.On the table next to it was the best medicine for sores. Under Huamanlou's indignation, she bound her slender and strong hands like steamed buns.

Guided by Huaping, Shangguan Feiyan found the guest room that had already been packed, and stayed in the room honestly and quietly. She didn't even come out for dinner, but asked Huaping to bring it to her room.

If something goes wrong, it's a demon. Hua Manlou doesn't know why the person who was looking for Lu Xiaofeng focused on Hua Fu, so he thinks carefully about the reason.

The hand that was stretched out to hold the cup almost slipped due to heavy fingers, Hua Manlou shook his head with a grin, got up and lit a few gauze lanterns, it is now past half hour, Hua Fu is different from him after all.

In the guest room, Shangguan Feiyan held the cup and thought about the pigeons that had just been sent out, and raised the corner of her mouth to look at her reflection in the cup!