His words always have to provoke the past and make her recall it over and over again,.. . The still heart lake finally floated a little. I don't know why, but I think the aroma is too strong, so it will make her bored.

Song Qiyue stood in this courtyard, she looked at him, "This is your mansion, and it should be up to you to decide whether it is monotonous or not." ”

"I don't think it's monotonous." Mo Zhengyan responded, "It's just that this suggestion was made by you." ”

"I mentioned it." Song Qiyue said, "But no one asked you to do it, and it was just a joke on my part, just a joke, just forget it." ”

"Joke." Mo Zhengyan smiled. The voice was faint, and the light in his eyes was even more distant, "But I took it seriously." ”

That's a real joke. He said. Time stood still, Song Qiyue heard her smile, the female voice was cold, and replied coldly, "That's your own business." ”

At this time, Shao Yu had already taken the tools and came out, and Steward Cao accompanied the Nine Dragons Supreme. "Sir, gloves and cloth have been brought, and scissors ......"

Steward Cao said one by one, he turned his head and shouted, "Young lady......"

"Steward Cao." Song Qiyue interrupted him, her voice was soft, and her smile was also very gentle, "Please call me Miss Song." ”

Steward Cao was stunned, he seemed to understand, and then he changed his words, "Yes, Miss Song; ”

"Thank you." Song Qiyue took the gloves he handed over.

The child was still squatting on the ground, wearing gloves, and the cloth was tied to his body, but he could not tie himself in a knot, so he hurried to ask for help. "Daddy, help me."

Mo Zhengyan leaned over and tied a knot for his son. Huge clumps of shape.

Song Qiyue watched from the sidelines, and he only felt that he seemed to have done it countless times, so he was so familiar with the action. Please come here to read this book

When Shao Yu was ready, he began to choose the flowers, the most beautiful flowers, he was choosing, cutting one, and cutting another. Mo Zhengyan was on the side, pruning the flowers and removing the branches.

"Mom, is this one pretty?" Shaoyu asked.

Song Qiyue nodded, "En." ”

The child happily cut the flowers, there are several teachers in the class, each teacher has to send flowers, Song Qiyue is sorting out and counting the bouquets on the side, each teacher sends five, there are three teachers in total, fifteen flowers are fine, but Shao Yu is still cutting, Song Qiyue called him, "Shao Yu, each teacher sends five flowers, enough." ”

"Teacher Ru wants to send a few more." The child already has a preference in his heart, and insists on pruning a few more.

Song Qiyue knew that his son liked that Teacher Ru, but he didn't expect to be so partial to everything, "Does Shaoyu like Teacher Ru so much?" ”

"Teacher Ru likes me too." The child replied.

The son is so preferred, Song Qiyue is a little surprised, and Shao Yu shouted again, "Dad, have you watered the flowers?" ”

"It's already watered." However, on this side, Mo Zhengyan was holding scissors to cut off the excess flower branches.

After the child chose the roses, he also began to catch insects for the flowers, while Song Qiyue watched Shao Yu work in the garden with a black belly and a black belly;

; Suddenly, I remembered Shao Yu's words, every week as long as I was free, I would come here to water and weed the flowers, which was full of red, and I felt dazzling.

Come every week, take care of these roses every week...... She thought so, and suddenly, accidentally, she suddenly felt a prick in her fingertips, which made Song Qiyue frown!

She looked down and saw that the thorns of the flower branches had pierced into her skin, and bright red blood was flowing out.

"Bleeding?" He asked suddenly, Song Qiyue was about to wipe away the blood, but he held her hand and sucked it in his mouth.

It was the warmth between his lips and teeth, and it was his tongue covering his fingers that made Song Qiyue suddenly feel extremely hot.

"Stopped." He raised his head again and whispered.

Song Qiyue immediately withdrew his hand and stared at him with his eyes firmly fixed! She was just about to speak, but out of the corner of her eye, she found Shao Yu standing in front of her. The little guy looked at them curiously, and had already seen all the scenes, leaving her speechless, as if she had been caught!

"Mom's hand was stabbed by a thorn." Song Qiyue could only explain to his son, and even raised his hand.

Shao Yu looked at it with wide eyes, "So you want to bite your finger?" ”

Biting your fingers? Song Qiyue only felt embarrassed when he heard it, but Mo Zhengyan said, "It's not a bite." ”

"What's that?"

"It's to stop the bleeding." Mo Zhengyan gave an explanation, "Because my mother's finger was bleeding, my father came to stop the bleeding." ”

"How did you stop?" The child then asked.

Mo Zhengyan thought for a while, "It's like sucking freezing, suck it." ”

"Oh." The child seemed to understand, and he flattered, "Mom, if you are stabbed again and bleed in a while, I will suck it for you!" ”

"......" Song Qiyue couldn't answer, she could only ask, "Have you caught the bug?" ”

"Not yet." The child immediately went to catch insects again.

Seeing that his son was distracted, Song Qiyue walked to the pool and washed the wound with clean water, and even washed away his breath Ghost Hand Heavenly Doctor; And yet the thorn of the rose, a small needle-like wound, was still on the tip of the finger.

The flowers were all picked, and the afternoon activities became garden labor, and when evening came, Steward Cao took Shao Yu in to change his clothes, because the child was already covered in sweat.

"Mom, you're coming." Shao Yu dragged Song Qiyue into the mansion again and took her upstairs.

All the arrangements were the same as before, as when she left, bit by bit, from downstairs up to the room, where the sofa was still there, which he had moved from the company. And everything in this bedroom has not changed. This familiar strangeness is intertwined in Song Qiyue's heart.

When the child entered the room, he went to take a bath, and as soon as the bath water was put away, Shao Yu shouted, "I want to take a bath alone, alone!" ”

Song Qiyue was waiting outside, and Steward Cao brought fruit tea, and he smiled and said, "Please drink tea, Mr. answered a call." ”

Song Qiyue thanked him, sat down to rest, the warm tea was just the right temperature, the tea was fragrant and elegant, and it was also a familiar aroma, and seeing Steward Cao's waiting and expectant look, she smiled and said, "It's delicious." ”

Steward Cao really breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "It's still the tea you loved to drink before." ”

Song Qiyue was stunned, she sat in it, and said softly, "Nothing has changed here." ”

"It's not whitewashed." Steward Cao replied very enthusiastically, "These furniture are still the same, you see, even this book is the same......"

"It's all young lady, you used to ......" suddenly forgot the identity at this moment, and when the words came to his mouth, Steward Cao swallowed back, "It's all the same as before." ”

"It's all old, it's time for a new one." Song Qiyue said lightly.

"Madame said the same thing, but Sir wouldn't let me." Steward Cao mentioned Mrs. Mo, and he said, "Actually, the mansion was going to be renovated last year, and the mansions elsewhere were renovated, but this mansion, Mr. didn't let it." ”

"Sir said," Steward Cao said in a low voice, "I'm used to it, and if I change it, it's not the original." ”