Chapter Twenty-Eight: It's Still That Good
Chapter 29
This night, Haitong slept restlessly, always dreaming, and when she woke up the next day, she was a little out of energy.
As usual, she dried the clothes she had washed in the washing machine last night to the balcony.
Only then did I find that the balcony was already equipped with a long stainless steel crossbar, which was used for her to dry her clothes, and the big balcony was also full of all kinds of potted flowers, many of which were blooming or with buds, no matter the size of the flowers, the petals were complicated.
Haitong's attention immediately fell on these potted flowers.
After she finished drying her clothes, she put the flower stands she had bought yesterday morning, assembled them, and put them on the flower stands.
After tossing for a while, she noticed that someone was staring at her, she raised her head sharply, and met Zhan Yin's dark black eyes, his eyes were sharp and cold.
It's been a few days since he got married, and Haitong has gotten used to his cold appearance.
"Mr. Zhan, morning."
Haitong said hello, and then praised him: "Mr. Zhan, these flowers are very good, you are really very good!" ”
He can do everything given to him.
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Zhan Yin said in a low voice: "If there is something that can't be solved in the future, just tell me." ”
The things she gave him to do were small things to him.
"Okay."
Haitong smiled and continued to fiddle with the flowers.
"Which florist did you buy it, these flowers are well raised."
Zhan Yin lied: "I ran a lot of flower shops, and I don't remember the names of those flower shops. ”
Haitong snorted and didn't ask any further, as long as what he did made her very satisfied.
"You, what did you buy for breakfast today?"
After he asked, Haitong remembered the breakfast question, she hurriedly took out her mobile phone and looked at the time, it was already more than seven o'clock, she got up, and said embarrassedly: "Mr. Zhan, I forgot to buy breakfast this morning, fortunately, it's too late to buy it now, you go wash first, I'll go downstairs to buy, what do you want to eat?" ”
Zhan Yin said lightly: "I'm not a picky eater, you look at it and buy it." ”
Even if he is a picky eater, in her place, he can't be picky, otherwise he will be a goof, because the food he likes is too expensive.
"Okay."
Haitong was fast, quickly went downstairs, rode her battery car out to buy breakfast, and quickly bought it back.
She bought two baskets of steamed dumplings, two fried sticks, and two cups of soy milk.
Zhan Yin looked at the breakfast she bought, and couldn't stop for a long time.
Haitong didn't notice this, she put her breakfast on the table, ate her share in three or two, and then went back to the balcony to play with her flowers.
After being silent for a long time, Zhan Yin reached out, picked up the fritters, and took a tentative bite, the oil smell was very strong, but it was also quite fragrant, but I don't know how long the oil for frying the fritters has been used, is it unhygienic?
Forget it, if you eat one occasionally, you can't eat him.
At this moment, Zhan Yin regretted that he had concealed his identity as the eldest young master of the Zhan family in Guancheng, and worked hard to create the image of an ordinary working family, which was really difficult enough!
"Haitong."