For some reason, Cher always felt that this matter was not so simple.

But seeing the smile on her mother's face, she couldn't bear to speak.

But since she didn't check out the problem from those herbs, maybe she really just thought too much about it.

After this meal, Feng Wu came to Xie Baifeng's dormitory from time to time under various names.

The two got along strangely from the beginning, but later there were some changes.

"Miss, aren't you worried?" Okra was so anxious that she stomped her feet, but when she looked at her own young lady, she looked like she was indifferent and didn't care about herself, "That Feng Wu is idle and runs to the lady's dormitory now, there are rumors in the clan that the young lady has fallen out of favor, why not be in a hurry." ”

"The mouth grows on someone else's, can't I still plug it?" Looking at okra's thunderous appearance, she shook her head helplessly.

"Then you can't let Feng Wu mess around like this, she is not the child of the head of the family and his wife, why is she so arrogant." Okra pouted, it wasn't worth it for Cher.

"Wouldn't it be nice to have someone more by my mother's side to make her happy?" She doesn't care, she plays with Kwanghyuk every day in her spare time.

"Miss......" Okra really didn't know what to say, "That phoenix dance is also strange, it is not appropriate to put a good princess of the dragon clan, if she has to go back to her mother's house to stir up, I don't think she has any good intentions." ”

"Yes, yes, my okra is the best." Stopping what she was doing, Cher pulled the palm of the okra, "Only okra is my intimate little padded jacket." ”

"That's nature." Okra was amused, and the two of them were fighting in the dormitory.

Feng Wu moved back from outside the house early in the morning to a gorgeous flower pot, and I don't know what flowers grew in the flower pot with a rich fragrance of flowers.

Flowers that are about half a person tall, each petal has a different color, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, just like spiritual power.

"What a beautiful flower." Xie Baifeng was already deeply in love with this pot of flowers when he saw it for the first time.

Feng Wu ordered someone to place the flower pot in Xie Baifeng's yard, and then affectionately took her arm, "Mother, this is the legendary Tangram exquisite flower, when I went out for a walk in the morning, I happened to meet a flower farmer selling this flower, and when I saw it for the first time, I felt that this flower was a special match for you, Mother." ”

"Yes, yes, this flower is really beautiful, it's called a tangram flower?" Xie Baifeng looked at the dew drops that were still left on each petal, and couldn't help but feel a little moved.

It would be impossible to say that she had no feelings for Feng Wu during this time, and this child's level of care was far beyond her expectations.

"That's right, the flower farmer told me that these seven delicate flowers are most suitable for raising around kind-hearted people, and the flower farmer said that Wu'er couldn't take care of such beautiful flowers." Feng Wu pouted, as if she had been wronged.

"Haha, don't worry, Wu'er, these seven exquisite flowers will be placed in my bedroom, and I promise to make them all very delicate." Xie Baifeng looked at the blooming petals almost obsessively, and gently stroked the branches with his palm.

"Mother, if you like it, it's fine." Feng Wu stood aside, smiling at the corner of her eyes.

With the soberness of Thunder and Xia Zhu, the matter of being attacked in the two days that day finally came to light.

"At that time, we followed Feng Wu all the way out of the city, and we felt that there was an inexplicable fragrance of flowers in the air, and it should have been since that time, we have been fascinated by the fragrance." Thunder still had palpitations afterwards.