A sunny day began, An Xiaoxiao informed Steward Zhou in advance, and a small area of cleaning and tidying began at home early in the morning.

Jiang Muye was sitting in the small study in the living room reading a book, and he could inadvertently see An Xiaoxiao wearing a red plaid shirt back and forth in the house.

Her slender and slender figure has a little more delicate taste against the wide plaid shirt, and the casually tied up balls fall down a strand of broken hair on the cheeks, which has a bit of little woman's taste.

Looking at Jiang Muye, his heart moved and waved at her: "Come here." ”

An Xiaoda ran over, wiped the fine sweat on her forehead, and her face was filled with a healthy and happy luster: "What's wrong?" ”

"Sit down with me."

An Xiaoxiao sat down and said with a smile: "Actually, I'm very busy, my parents will come over later, and I haven't finished cleaning up yet." ”

"Just let them do it."

Jiang Muye pushed the small snack at hand to her: "Eat it." ”

An Xiaoxiao twisted a few biscuits and ate them, and after a while, Liu Yuan came over with a large bouquet of flowers: "Madam, where do you put the flowers you want?" ”

"Just put it here." Jiang Muye instructed before An Xiaoxiao opened his mouth, and received the book on the table at the same time.

Liu Yuan put it down as he said, muttering in his heart, it was the first time that Mr. allowed to put something other than the book on the desk.

Subconsciously, she looked at An Xiaoxiao twice, and the latter was swallowing the biscuits seriously, but seemed to be in a hurry to eat......

"Ma'am, I'll go get you a glass of water." Liu Yuandao.

As soon as her words fell, the teacup in Jiang Muye's hand had already been handed to An Xiaoxiao: "Drink water quickly, what are you doing in such a hurry, and no one will rob you." ”

An Xiaoxiao took the water cup and poured a few sips of water, with a wanton smile on her face.

Liu Yuan suddenly felt a little supportive, and it seemed that he had been stuffed with a handful of dog food for some reason!

Jiang Muye picked up a flower, looked at the color and instructed Liu Yuan: "Go and get scissors and vases." ”

After a while, Liu Yuan put down the scissors and vase, and she took two pairs of scissors with interest and handed them to An Xiaoxiao.

An Xiaoxiao smiled at her: "Go get busy, I'll arrange flowers here with my husband." ”

Another handful of dog food slapped the face, Liu Yuan felt that this single nobleman would not be able to stay in the future, and it was easy to yearn for love......

After listening to her words, Jiang Muye's heart was inexplicably soft, and the corners of his lips were naturally hooked, and his shallow smile was caught in An Xiaoxiao's eyes, which made her heart beat faster.

You can never imagine the stunning smile of a man with resolute facial features and a tough face bathed in the morning sun, which is a hundred times more beautiful than the flowers blooming wantonly on the desk.

An Xiaoxiao bravely looked directly at Jiang Muye's smile for the first time, reluctant to look away.

Sensing two hot and serious gazes, Jiang Muye raised his eyebrows: "What are you looking at?" ”

"You don't even know how good you look when you smile!" Ann Xiaoxiao looks nymphomaniac.

"I know." The scissors in Jiang Muye's hand began to prune the flower branches, and said casually: "You said it before." ”

"You remember." An Xiaoxiao's heart rose with a sense of tenderness and sweetness, and she also took flower branches and pruned them.

The warm sun outside the floor-to-ceiling window sprinkled on the two of them, and a quiet and sweet atmosphere grew wantonly.

With the help of Jiang Muye, An Xiaoxiao finally completed a perfect flower arrangement, and she felt that this work would definitely win Hu Mingyun's heart.

It's okay to make tea, it's okay to arrange flowers, and the next thing is to be in terms of manners......

"Makino, I went shopping and bought a lot of clothes yesterday, you can help me pick one to wear, I think your vision is very good!"

An Xiaoxiao elementary school will make a fool of himself.

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