To say, this butterfly exchange was absolutely not the courage to pick flowers in the imperial garden before, let alone such a large area. This is also the reason why she has been with Ling'er for a long time, her courage has been trained by Ling'er to get fat, besides, she has always believed in Miss's ability very much, and it is absolutely fine with Miss when she does bad things.

̄□ ̄||Sweat to death! Feelings use Ling'er as a shield.

After a while, a small pocket wreath was born in Ling'er's hand, which was made of small red flowers the size of fingernails, with small white flowers the size of rice grains and green grass blades. It's very beautiful.

Ling'er put the pocket wreath in her hand on the round head of the ball with an expectant look, not too big or too small, just right, the white fur with the red garland, there is an indescribable harmony.

The ball with the garland rubbed Ling'er's hand a few times as cute, and then ran away happily on the ground. Apparently I like the ornaments on my head.

Ling'er gently pulled the fluff of the ball in a good mood, and her emotions were gradually infected.

"Qiuqiu, you play first, and I'll weave a wreath to bring the stinky beauty." After slapping the ball, Ling'er withdrew her hand and quickly looked for the flowers she needed.

After a few minutes, the wreath of the butterfly was also braided, this is a garland with many colors, there are many colors of flowers, but it does not look tacky, but it lacks a sense of pure beauty, except for this one.

"Miss, look at it, doesn't it look good?" Hua Die held the garland in her hand and asked Ling'er, who was working hard to weave it on the side, with a hint of expectation in her tone, expecting Ling'er to give a good taste. It seems that as long as Ling'er says it is good, then this garland must be good.

"Well, that's good, it's quite tight and sturdy!" Ling'er reached out and took the wreath in Hua Die's hand, picked the tightness of the wreath with her fingers, and was quite satisfied, and then, as if thinking of something, she smiled mysteriously at Hua Die and said, "Come here." ”

Although Hua Die was a little puzzled, she still obediently squatted in front of Ling'er.

With a slight weight on her head, Hua Die knew what Miss was doing, and Miss was putting a wreath on her head, and her heart was warm and a little moved.

"Well, this is the best-looking, no matter how beautiful the garland is, it has to be worn on the head of a beauty to show its value." Pretending not to see the emotion in the eyes of the butterfly, Ling'er looked at the extra wreath on her head, adding a bit of pure beauty to the butterfly, and Ling'er praised it not stingy at all.

"Miss, you're going to cancel someone." Yo, little Nizi is shy.

"Okay, okay, you wait for a while, and when Miss I finish weaving the garland in my hand, let's wear it together, okay?" Looking at the work that was about to be completed in his hand, Ling'er said to the shy Huadie on the side.

Then, it didn't take long for Ling'er to complete the final finishing work, a blue and white wreath bloomed in Ling'er's hands, flowers of different sizes, were very delicate, at a glance, those flowers were prepared very randomly, but just right, as if it was so coincidental when compiling, large and small flowers were scattered in order, but it gave people a feeling that it should be like this.