70 Tell us about the flower

"Big sister, what did you say?"

Yan Minxue's eyelashes trembled, his face turned pale, revealing a look of disbelief, he forcibly held back his grievances, and said with a smile, "Big sister, it's okay." ”

This reaction made Yan Zhulin, who was already in the spotlight, even more abrupt, Yan Minxue lowered his eyes, and in the future, the matter of Miss Yan's bullying of the younger sister will also spread together.

"I told you to get out of the way," Yan Zhulin looked at Mrs. Yong'an Hou, "Don't stop me from doing my filial piety for my aunt." ”

"Big sister...... Do you still insist on ......?"

Yan Zhulin turned around, the long sword in his hand twitched, brushed Yan Minxue's cheek, and cut off a strand of forehead hair on her sideburns.

"Ahh

Yan Huanlin came over at some point and pulled her out of the center, "You are really, you don't listen to the reminders, you are still making trouble outside, obedient, when you go home, you will give you whatever you want." ”

Yan Minxue's eyes widened, what nonsense was Yan Huanlin talking about?

At this time, everyone's attention was on Yan Zhulin.

She was slender and slender, and as she danced, the long sword flashed with cold light in the air, and at the same time, there was a sonorous and powerful "Zheng" sound not far away.

I didn't react and thought it was Jianming, but it was actually Mr. Ya who was playing music with her.

How can it be? Why did Mr. Ya accompany her?

Answering everyone's questions, there are only the branches and leaves that are shaking off, the petals fluttering in the air, and the heroic Miss Yan dancing with her sword in the melodious music.

At the end of the song, Yan Zhulin also completed his performance.

Holding a beautiful sword flower, he threw the long sword to Yan Huanlin, Yan Zhulin turned around and asked with a smile: "Uncle, I don't know if you still like it?" ”

The petals are still fluttering one after another, and Mrs. Yong'an Hou's face is almost green, these flowers are all cultivated in the greenhouse, and a lot of money is spent just to be dazzling today!

Now it is scattered and scattered, and it has become a broken flower and a leaf.

She forced a smile and said: "Miaomiao's intentions are good, but for the sake of gifts, the lives of a lot of flowers and plants are harmed, which is unbearable." ”

"Madame is too worried."

Little Grandpa Qin squatted on the edge of the flowers from time to time, and pulled up the already bald flower branches casually, "You don't understand, you've been deceived, this flower has just been transplanted and you can see it in the past two days, just take this water-woven flower as an example, this ......"

As he spoke, he was going to lift up the flower roots and popularize the knowledge of plant planting to everyone, and the noble girl standing on the side showed a look of disgust on her face.

Yan Huanlin was still standing aside and laughing, Mrs. Yongning Hou directly recorded the account on him, it must have been picked up by this kid!

It's infuriating that she didn't invite Qin Hanhui at all, the poetry meeting was held in the name of Chen Anran, and only a young lady from the Qin State Mansion sent a post, but he is a little grandfather, and he can still drive people out if he is cheeky and enters the door with the nephew of the Hou Mansion?

Mrs. Hou seemed to be a little tired, "That's it, it's my negligence, it's not too early, send Mr. Ya back." ”

The poetry will be done here, everything that should be displayed has been displayed, and the stubble that you want to find has also been found, and whether it succeeds or not is naturally another matter.

Yan Zhulin and Duchess Yan Guo glanced at each other, it was obvious that the people of the Hou Mansion were making trouble everywhere first, why did it seem that they were the ones who were embarrassed?