In the early morning of March, the warm sunlight shines on the transparent glass wall of the flower room, glowing with a faint light, which is as beautiful as a fairy tale dream.

It's the weekend and there are no classes at school.

Rong Xiaoxian had difficulty getting up early, and at the moment she was helping the maid to water the flowers in the flower room.

"Wow, it's so big!"

It covers an area of nearly 500 square meters, which is equivalent to 4 three-bedroom apartments in an ordinary house, and several rare flower species that she cannot name are placed on the layered flower stands displayed on the first and second floors.

The flower house is divided into two floors, and the staircase connecting the second floor is also pale white.

The paint of the staircase is still very new, there is no yellowing, and there is no sign of old age overall.

Rong Xiaoxian stood in the center of the first floor, looked at the second floor with his mouth wide open, and said blankly, "Is this a new building?"

The maid pressed the automatic watering device and smiled lightly, "No, this flower room has been around for a long time, and it can be said that it is older than the young master's." ”

"For so long?"

Rong Xiaoxian was puzzled, it was clear that everything was new.

The maid smiled, "Miss Rong, don't you know, our young master values this flower room very much, so it will be completely renovated every once in a while." ”

"I see. ”

She was very curious about the reason for the appearance of this flower room, and at first she thought it was used by Fu Rongyue to flirt with her sister.

After all, this kind of fairytale romance is something that almost no girl can resist.

But now, she felt as if it wasn't like that.

Fu Rongyue's kind of cold person, does he still have a girl's heart?

She was about to ask the maid something, when suddenly there was a steady footstep.

She turned her head, Fu Rongyue was wearing a pure black suit, a private custom of a luxury brand, which made him more and more slender and handsome, and at this moment he was standing in the corridor on the side of the flower room and looking at her.

Fu Rongyue stood against the light, the sun cast a strong light on him, and she couldn't see his face and expression clearly.

Catching a glimpse of the Mu Cong and the others following behind him, she stepped forward, looked at him and smiled, "Are you going out?"

She was wearing an elegant white long European-style court nightdress, and her long black hair slept slightly curly, casually draped, messy and lazy.

A goose egg face without powder is clean, pure and charming, and the eyes that look at him are black and white, with a hint of tiredness that has just woken up, but it is particularly attractive.

The sun shone on her, and the nightdress became hazy, faintly revealing the curvy body lines.

Fu Rongyue's throat tightened, and there was a rush of anger.

His tone was slightly angry, "Shepherd, you go to the car first." ”

"Yes, Fu Shao. ”

"Whoever dares to take a look at the flower room, just go to the finance department to settle the salary and get out. ”

"Yes, Fu Shao!"

Oh my god, it's terrible!

Mu Cong hurriedly ran away from the corridor with a group of bodyguards, not squinting from beginning to end.

Rong Xiaoxian looked at a group of majestic and majestic men with wind under their feet, and disappeared into the corridor in an instant in a hurry.

"Is something going on?"

His voice was so low that she didn't hear it.

Fu Rongyue's face was indifferent, and he hooked his hand at her, "Come here." ”

"Oh, good. ”

Rong Xiaoxian obediently walked over.

He glanced down at her thin slippers.

The tone was unpleasant, "I came out to wander around in pajamas and slippers, and my Fu Rongyue's woman didn't understand the rules so much?"

Rong Xiaoxian grinned and smiled flatteringly, "Isn't this at home, and there are no outsiders, it's okay to wear casually." ”

It's okay for Nizi not to treat him as an outsider, and even be more casual in front of him.

But......

"Shepherds are not outsiders either?"

"Yes...... Alien. ”

"Then you are still dressed like this? You deliberately let them see it, wanting the outside world to know that I Fu Rongyue raised an unruly woman and made me laugh at others?"

"No......" she couldn't laugh anymore.

"Then why don't you go back and replace it!"

"I'm going to change it!"

Rong Xiaoxian originally felt that she was right, but when she was scolded by him, she felt that she was simply guilty and heinous.

She hurried back to her room in her slippers, grabbed a random piece of clothing and began to put it on herself.

What kind of anger did this man get angry about early in the morning?

"If I knew that he was still this virtue, I shouldn't have bought him such an expensive gift!"

Rong Xiaoxian was a little resentful.

Calm down and think about it, what did he just say?

"My Fu Rongyue's woman doesn't understand the rules so much?"

"Do you want the outside world to know that I, Fu Rongyue, have raised a woman who doesn't understand the rules, so that I will be laughed at?"

Fu Rongyue said that she was his woman.

Rong Xiaoxian's fair little face slowly began to heat up, and some strange feelings welled up in her heart.

No, no!

It must have been because there were other maids there at the time, so he said that.

Do a full set of plays.

Rong Xiaoxian came to his senses and nodded quite pertinently, "Well, this man really has a set of acting." ”

One bite of his woman, unaware will definitely be taken seriously.

But she wouldn't take it seriously, she was his ally, and it would be foolish to take it seriously.

But......

Rong Xiaoxian lowered his head and pondered, "Since he is so realistic, then I can't not cooperate." ”

It's the Fu family's grandfather's birthday soon, she has to show her hand and give him a long face!

Go to the living room and call the maid, "You can go and prepare a car for me, I'm going to go out." ”

***

At night, Fu Rongyue saw such a scene as soon as he entered the living room.

In one corner of the living room, there is an easel that appears at some point, and on top of it is a huge square drawing board, and on the table next to it, all kinds of painting tools and paints are scattered in a mess.

Directly in front of the easel, there was a maid sitting upright, and it was obvious that the time was not short, and her posture was a little stiff.

Hearing the movement, Rong Xiaoxian poked her head out from behind the drawing board and grinned, "Are you back?"

Fu Rongyue unbuttoned his suit with one hand and walked towards her, his voice clear and nice, "What are you doing?" ”

"I'm painting portraits of the maids in the house, and you see these are the ones I drew today. ”

Rong Xiaoxian said and handed him a few pieces of drawing paper, on which several maids were depicted.

"Well, I'll see. ”

Fu Rongyue responded indifferently, took the drawing paper and flipped through it casually.

Nizi said "maid at home", so soon she made this place home?

Fu Rongyue's deep and cold eyes flashed with pleasure.

Rong Xiaoxian put down the brush nervously and waited for his evaluation.

To be reasonable, she wasn't so nervous when she took the painting class exam.

When the man was nervous, his eyes wandered, and she caught a glimpse of a small thing shining brightly on his black tie.

It's that black diamond tie clip.

Fu Rongyue actually wore the tie clip she gave to the company?!

Rong Xiaoxian was shocked, and after the shock, he was full of pride.

Tsk, how about it, it seems that her vision is also okay, and her interpretation of fashion is also quite tasteful.

Isn't Fu Rongyue, who is so picky, also very fond of the tie clip she picked?

Rong Xiaoxian was a straightforward child, and she said directly, "I thought you wouldn't wear what I gave you." ”

The girl's voice was soft and glutinous, and Fu Rongyue's deep eyes couldn't see what the expression was.

The wide drawing paper blocked his expression, and Rong Xiaoxian only heard his indifferent voice, "Your taste is not too bad." ”

She grinned, "yes, you think this tie clip looks good, right?"

"The first time I saw it, I thought it was a good fit for you. ”

Rong Xiaoxian had a "I'm amazing" expression on his face, but there was a thick bitterness in his heart.

When she was 13 years old, she also gave Nan Jingming a tie clip as his 18-year-old coming-of-age ceremony.

Her brother Jingming accepted it, but rubbed her hair and said, "The gift that our little fairy gave me is so beautiful, I like it very much." But it's so cute that I can't put it on. ”

13-year-old Rong Xiaoxian was dressed like a princess, and she pulled the sleeves of his suit to play tricks.

"I don't care, what I'll give you. You have to wear it!"

"Little fairy ......," he smiled helplessly.

13-year-old Rong Xiaoxian struggled to stand on tiptoe, and Nan Jingming bent over cooperatively.

She held his face and warned fiercely, "Brother Jingming, you have to remember that the things I gave you will never be lost, and if you lose them, I will never pay attention to you again!"

"Well, I'll never lose it. ”

18-year-old Nan Jingming looked at her and smiled, with feelings in her eyes that she couldn't understand at that time.

After a pause, he wrapped his hand around her and said gently, "In the future, I will only wear the pearl tie clip that our Xiaoxian gave me to you, okay?"

At that time, how she replied to Nan Jingming, she had forgotten.

I just remember that he was smiling so much that day, and some of the adults were telling them jokes that she didn't understand at the time.

And Nan Jingming just smiled a little shyly, but hugged her shoulders hard.

The memories that are sealed in the bottom of my heart are untouchable pains.

Once, she always thought that she would definitely marry that man who was as gentle as a spring breeze when she grew up.

Rong Xiaoxian raised his hand and pressed it on his heart, and grabbed the placket of the neckline fiercely, everything was impossible.

Fu Rongyue took away the drawing paper, and his tone was neither salty nor light, "The painting is okay, but it is difficult to see." ”

The indifferent gaze touched her face, and he instantly tightened his eyebrows, "Rong Xiaoxian." ”

"Huh?"

"Look up at me. ”

"I don't want to. ”

"You've got something on your mind. ”

He is not a question, but an affirmation.

"I didn't. ”

"Then what are you crying about. ”

Rong Xiaoxian raised his hand to wipe his face, and choked up, "Woo woo...... I—I didn't cry...... Woowoo woo ......"