"Okay." Li Jinjin nodded stiffly, and she pinched Mingmin's waist hard: "Mingmin, what flowers do you like?" ”

"I like Gesang flowers." Mingmin's voice was not much louder than that of a mosquito, her body was stiff, her hands and feet were smooth, and she didn't even dare to lift her head.

"Oh, the scientific name of the Gesang flower is Qiuying, and it won't bloom until June or August, but we have planted a large patch here, and when it opens, you can come and see it." Zhou Zhen's tone was gentle, and when he heard his words, Mingmin's face became more and more red.

"Yes." Mingmin hung his head, like a little daughter-in-law, Li Jinjin was so worried that there were two more wrinkles.

Peach and willow green, flowers in full bloom, worthy of the botanical research institute, plants are extremely spiritual.

Passing through a gray cobblestone path, there is a flat lake in front of it, and willow trees are planted by the lake, the long willow slowly shakes, and the peach blossoms are in full bloom, pink and white, which is pitiful.

In the flower beds on the side of the road, begonias, magnolias, and osmanthus trees are planted, and near the trail, they are full of orchid chrysanthemums, bees are swarming, and butterflies are flying with their wings.

"Spring is beautiful." Li Jinjin buried her face in the peach blossoms, and the petals and stamens tickled her face, sniffing, and choking on the pollen several times.

"You can only watch from afar." She rubbed her nose.

Zhou Zhen smiled, he stretched out his hand, Li Jinjin was stunned, only to see him pluck a petal from her head: "Be careful of pollen allergies." ”

Ming Min's eyes were stunned, her face tightened, and she blocked directly in front of Zhou Zhen: "I want to ask you something!" ”

"I'll go over there and see the ducks." Li Jinjin smelled the nervous breath and hurriedly said, "You guys talk slowly, don't worry." ”

Avoiding them, Li Jinjin was in a much better mood, someone was painting spring by the lake, she stopped to watch, and the painting was really good.

The girl who painted was thirteen or fourteen years old, beautiful and lovely, and when she looked back at Li Jinjin, her eyes lit up: "Sister, can I paint a portrait of you?" ”

"Ah, will it be a long time?" Li Jinjin's eyes drifted to Ming Min, she looked excited, gesturing and saying something.

"No, you'll just sit on this rock, and you'll be fine soon."

Twenty minutes passed, Li Jinjin's neck hurt, and as long as she tried to move her body, the girl said pitifully: "Sister, hold on and be fine immediately."

"No, my friends are over there, I'll have to meet them." She was sitting in a posture, just in sight of Mingmin, after such a long time, she didn't come, and her mobile phone didn't ring, and she was really worried in her heart.

"That's it." The little girl saw that she couldn't sit still, so she hurriedly finished the painting with two strokes: "Sister, the details of the painting still need to be touched, let's leave a contact information." Before he finished speaking, Li Jinjin was gone.

"Where's Myeongmin?" Back in place, only Zhou Zhen was left, standing quietly on the shore.

"She's gone."

"Why don't you wait for me?" Li Jinjin dialed Mingmin's number, and the other party had turned off the phone.

"Let's go, I'll take you around." Mingmin's departure did not affect Zhou Zhen's mood at all, he was still a gentleman and gentle.

"What did you two say?" Li Jinjin asked.

"There's a café over there, I'm a little thirsty from walking, let's sit down and rest for a while." Zhou Zhen didn't seem to hear Li Jinjin's question.

"No, I need to find her." Li Jinjin didn't have the heart to drink coffee, what if Mingmin lost it.