Zhen Pingle wiped the corners of his mouth and lay on the bed calmly. It's not that she is defenseless, it's just that her life was saved by others, and if the people here wanted to do anything, she would probably have already returned to the west. The most important thing for her now is to get healthy quickly, and then leave as soon as possible, and not to keep causing trouble for people.

But how did she get saved?

Zhen Pingle thought about it over and over again, and the more he thought about it, the more he couldn't sleep, so he simply got up and planned to go out for a walk.

Today's weather is really good, cloudless, breezy, fragrant smell permeating the air, Zhen Pingle took a deep breath, turned his head to see a field of flowers, and raised his feet to walk over there.

When she got closer, she realized that there was no one in the flower field, and the indifferent man she had seen earlier in the wooden house was also in the flower field.

He was leaning over to gently straighten the flowers, and if the soil under him was loose, he flattened it with the shovel in his hand, obviously a man on top, but he had no sense of disobedience in doing these things.

Zhen Pingle was fascinated by it, and he forgot about the man's temper.

When she came back to her senses, she saw the man glaring at her with cold eyes.

Zhen Pingle lowered his head in a panic, and couldn't help but think in his heart, why did he have to look at her with cold eyes every time, could it be that he was so defensive against everyone he met?

She didn't dare to speak, thinking that she would hear the man's sarcastic voice or just drive her out of the flower field.

Unexpectedly, he looked at her for a while, and actually said, "Come and help." ”

"Huh?" Zhen Pingle raised his head and looked at the man in a daze.

The man said again impatiently, "I asked you to come over and help, don't you understand?" ”

"Oh." She nodded silently, didn't dare to say a word, and obediently went over to stay by his side.

It may be that he has met someone after seeing her, Zhen Pingle feels that the man is not in a good mood now.

And it seems that he doesn't like to see her.

"What are you doing? Do it. The man's low voice rang in his ears.

Zhen Pingle was still at a loss, the man threw over another shovel, still in front of Zhen Pingle, and said arrogantly: "This is my mother's favorite words, if you are damaged, she will be very unhappy." ”

Zhen Pingle gasped, feeling that the shovel in his hand kept shaking.

She was afraid that if she broke a leaf, the man would screw his head off.

"Is this going to be watered?" Zhen Pingle asked timidly, the leaves of a small yellow flower under her feet were yellow, with Zhen Pingle's experience of never eating pork and watching pigs run, she felt that it should be because of lack of water.

Unexpectedly, the man sneered, looked at her for fear that he wouldn't be able to hit her, and said, "This is a lack of nutrition, not a lack of water." ”

There are so many reasons why a flower doesn't bloom well?

Zhen Pingle looked at the fragile little flowers under his feet, just like looking at a child waiting to be fed, his flowers and plants should be more precious than human life.

She was a little timid in her heart, so she didn't dare to do it lightly.

The man smiled lightly again, but this smile was obviously tactful, and said: "Raising flowers is like raising people, you can't just feed her, but also add nutrients to her properly, otherwise the flowers will not bloom well and will not last long." ”

"Oh." She responded in a low voice, she didn't understand much anyway.

The man said, "Look at this flower." ”

Zhen Pingle raised his eyes and looked over, only to see his slender fingers stretched out at a glance, holding a red flower, his white wrists and shiny nails, it was simply beautiful!

Zhen Pingle watched intently, his eyes fluttering and drifting to his face.

How can there be such a special man?

Obviously, they have two eyes, a mouth, two ears and a nose, but there is a wonderful feeling on his face, and that feeling seems to be proportionate? What is it commensurate with? Maybe it's very consistent with his temperament, so it's called his facial features?

"Don't look at this flower blooming very well, but as long as you are careful, you can find that she has a lot of problems......" The man said faintly, as if he didn't notice that Zhen Pingle was distracted.

She couldn't help but wonder, did he always speak so nicely? When he is angry, it is an oppression, when he is calm, it is a kind of indifference, and when he is leisurely, it is an attitude, how do you feel that no matter what he says, it is right?

"Let's take a look at the petals of the flower first......"

His voice was so special, no wonder he was so cold in the cabin, and she didn't feel offended, was it because of his natural tone?

Or he does anything without explanation.

"First of all, the petals have already prompted her question, and the subtle marks on them are wounds, do you know what they are?" The man suddenly turned his head and asked Zhen Pingle.

She stared at him without blinking, and was shocked by the demeanor with which he looked up!

If a man's eyes are so deep and mysterious, it is said that such a man must have many secrets, so what secrets does he not let others know? His face is so white, doesn't he often bask in the sun? This is not good, you should go out for a walk from time to time to be healthier. And his lips, too thin, this person must be very affectionate, you can't get too close to him in the future, you will suffer.

And his nose, the bridge of the nose is straight, I have heard people say in my previous life, such a man must be ......

Wow!

Zhen Pingle screamed in his heart, covered his cheeks with his hands and buried his head, what was she thinking, how could she be so unreserved and think about such a shameful thing, she was only ten years old in her life......

Thereupon...... Why does a man keep looking at her, is there something dirty on her face?

Zhen Pingle slowly raised his head, and found that the man's cold gaze had been on her face, Zhen Pingle's cheeks continued to heat up, and he stammered: "What, what's wrong?" ”

The man's inexplicable gaze paused again, and turned away lightly.

Zhen Pingle heard his voice with implicit anger and said, "What are you thinking?!" ”

She......

What was she thinking? She didn't think about anything.

Zhen Pingle finally didn't find a hole to drill into, and said in horror: "I, I didn't ......"

"You're nothing?" The man suddenly turned his head, as if looking into the bottom of her heart, stood up suddenly, threw the shovel, pointed at her nose and scolded: "No shame! ”

Zhen Pingle was stunned.

Then he lowered his head sadly, embarrassed and faceless.

How could he have found out what was going on in her mind? How could he see what she was thinking? Why did he say it so directly, couldn't he save her some face?

She is a big girl, but she secretly fantasizes about a man!