The back garden of the Ling family's mansion is very large, the bonsai and plants are extremely precious, and there are very few in the world.

At this time, the little guy was standing in front of a rockery, looking up with a small face, touching his little head with one hand, and looking at the top of the rockery with a thinking posture.

The rockery in front of you is actually only two meters high, but for people who are only a few tens of centimeters high, they really need to look up. And the villain's eyes fell on a flower on the top of the rockery, red and gorgeous, I don't know whether it is true or false, the villain's little hand stretched out, jumped, and found that it was out of reach. Xiaoxiu's eyebrows furrowed, and she resolutely climbed the mountain to pick flowers!

The subordinates who saw not far away also frowned, this little guy's head was definitely not thinking about a good thing, and just as he was about to step forward, he stopped them with a body.

I saw that the little hands of the little family had just fallen on the rockery, and before the little feet started to move, the small waist was picked up from behind.

"Are you going to pick this flower?" Behind him was a somewhat familiar voice.

The little guy turned around, saw the person coming, his face was immediately satisfied, and his little hand pointed to the sky: "Feng Ming, pick." ”

The person who came was Feng Ming, although she was only a child, it was still very easy to hold her up and pick flowers.

The little guy reached out and plucked the flowers, Feng Ming put her on the ground, she held the big red flower in one hand, raised it with the other hand and stroked the big red flower, and finally raised her little face. "Wind Ming, fake yes."

"So, do you want to pick real flowers?" Feng Ming lowered his head, his expression flashed with excitement, and he looked at the cute little girl in front of him seriously.

"Yes." Seeing that the little girl nodded, Feng Ming hooked the corners of his mouth slightly, he had long heard that there were all kinds of rare flowers in the back garden of the Ling family, but he had never had a chance to see them, and now he could borrow the name of the little guy to take a look, of course, picking flowers was just an excuse......

Sure enough, the other side of the Ling family's back garden is a variety of precious flower varieties, only to see that there are fiery red tulips in the garden, light smoke tulips, epiphany known as the beauty of the moon, roses of various colors, one of which is a natural variant variety, extremely rare green roses, and purple water lilies, it is said that this flower only blooms seven days a year,

The most numerous orchids in the garden are orchids, and there are many precious orchid varieties, such as large-flowered orchids, petal lotus orchids, national orchids, phalaenopsis orchids, etc. 80% of its Chinese orchids are seedless. It can only be propagated by tillering. It is said that it can sell 1 million plants.

And the most expensive orchid in the world should belong to --- lotus orchid, the most expensive 2.44 million.

The orchid flower shape is peculiar, the fragrance is light, and it is said that the gentleman loves the orchid.

Feng Ming took An Xiaoren's hand and walked in the garden, and was also frightened by the precious and amazing flowers here, and then looked at the villain, Feng Ming's eyes suddenly opened, and he stared at the little man on the ground, and asked in a trembling voice: "Qianqian, you, what are you doing......

At this time, Guy An looked very determined, mainly because she was young and couldn't tell what was precious, but in the little hand that was not being held on the other side, she took a bouquet full of flowers that she had just seen all the way! All kinds of precious flowers! It's true! Really flowers!

The wind is terrifying, she, when did she pick all the flowers?! He's just talking!

"It's miserable!" Feng Ming screamed, these flowers were all found by Boss Ling from all over the world, this little guy is good, he is so neat and easy to lead the sheep, woo, no, he has to quickly destroy the corpse, "Give it to me quickly!" ”

"What are you doing?" A deep voice sounded at this moment, Feng Ming had just taken the flower from the little guy's hand, and his body was about to turn around.

"Boss, boss." Feng Ming held the "evidence of crime" in his hand, and looked at the person with a look of wanting to cry or not, Boss Ling, Tang Ziyun, and his parents, and a bodyguard behind him...... It's miserable, catch it.

Look at the little guy An who was looking at him innocently at this time, the wind wanted to cry without tears, woo, can I return the flowers to you? ……

"Chenchen ......" The little guy also saw the person coming, and his face became even more excited, "Look, I picked and picked ......flowers with Feng Ming," and after finishing it, he pointed to the flowers in Feng Ming's hand with his little finger.

Everyone's eyes followed An Suqian's small hand and looked at Feng Ming...... hands.

Woo, obviously he didn't pick it, the boss's face is so dark, he really wants to disappear.

"Shallow, shallow, give me ......," explained the wind pale.

"Send it." The eyes of the person standing on the ground lit up again, and he reached out to pick the flower that was very close to her, and then walked towards Ling Yichen with the flower.

"Chenchen, for you."

Ling Yichen looked at the little man on the ground expressionlessly, and then looked at the flowers that were messed up all over the garden, speechless.

Feng Ming looked at her parents who were a little gloating, then looked at the person holding flowers on the ground to offer Buddha, and then looked at the flowers in her hands, as if the flowers she picked at random were the precious petal lotus orchids......

"Hug ......" No one took flowers for a long time, and the little guy was not satisfied, and stretched out his hands to the person in front of him.

Ling Yichen finally picked her up and didn't reach out to take her flowers.

The villain thought about it, maybe he was not sincere enough? So he kissed his face again, and then said, "Send, send to Chenchen." ”

"That's how you send flowers?" Ling Yichen looked at Feng Ming who was standing not far away, and then looked at a large bouquet of various flowers in his hand, his eyes narrowed dangerously.

The little guy tilted his little head in Ling Yichen's arms and thought about it again, in this way, does it mean kissing? The little head shook, and nodded again for a while, it turned out that giving people flowers had to be like this, so he struggled down, "Then I'll kiss Feng Ming." ”

"Nope." Ling Yichen stretched out his hand and took the flower in her hand that was originally his flower. With a bad face, he said to Feng Ming: "Go and get the punishment yourself." He turned around and went inside.

Leaving Feng Ming alone in the back garden, looking at his parents, he saw that his father still quietly gave him a thumbs up at the end, and then followed Boss Ling into the house with his mother.

Feng Ming is sad and angry, what kind of parents?! Seeing that his son was punished was more than a thumb, he smiled happily!

In the end, only Tang Ziyun remained, and the lord took a few steps forward and looked at him playfully, "Feng Ming, how bold you are." ”

"Do you believe me that this is none of my business?" Feng Ming also looked at the messy back garden, so sad and angry that he didn't want to speak.

"I believe it." Tang Ziyun patted him on the shoulder and said to him affirmatively, "It must have been the little guy who did it." ”

Feng Ming nodded, bosom friend......

"But ......," Tang Ziyun paused.

"But what?"

"Who made you not An Suqian?" Tang Ziyun looked at him sympathetically, looking at Su Qian, not only was he not punished for doing something wrong, but Boss Ling personally hugged him back.

“……”

"Mourning, little wind!"

The Feng family started in T City, and the Ling family of the Feng family and the hundred-year-old family is the family of the family, and each generation of the Feng family has a person who has entered the Ling family for training since childhood, and some can even directly enter the Ling Gate when they grow up. And the most prestigious of the Feng family is the young son of the Feng family, Feng Ming, who not only became the fourth ruler of the Ling family at a young age, but also brought the family's fame and fortune to a heyday after taking over the Feng family, making the Feng family even more powerful in T City. Of course, that's another story.

The Ling family's mansion, in the living room

Feng Ming's father, Feng Quan, looked at the little girl sitting on Boss Ling's lap with great interest, and when he saw the little girl in Boss Ling's arms, he was also very curious to look at him......

"Uncle......," the little girl looked at him for a while, and finally spoke.

"Huh?" Feng Quan leaned down slightly and looked at her.

"Why are you looking at me?" The little girl looked at him with a little puzzled eyes.

"Because you're looking at me, too." Feng Quan has the intention to tease the little girl.

"I didn't." The little girl shook her head and expressed her opinion again very seriously, "It's you looking at me." ”

"Ah, how do you know I'm looking at you if you're not looking at me?"

"It seems, it's also oh......" The little girl fell into a short entanglement, her delicate brows were a little upside down, and before Feng Quan could speak again, the little girl gave up the entanglement first, and threw herself directly into Boss Ling's arms and said, "I don't look at you anymore, and you don't look at me either." ”

"Haha, the little guy is so cute." Feng Quan laughed, forgetting that the culprit of his son's punishment in the back garden was the little guy in front of him.

"Uncle Wu, tell me why the little one doesn't let me see her?" Feng Quan laughed and asked Wu Bo on the side.

"Little Miss should be uncomfortable with you." Wu Bo also smiled, Feng Quan was a good friend of Ling Yichen's father when he was there, and the two naturally knew each other for a long time, even Ling Yichen had to call Uncle Feng when he saw him. It's just that the wind power person has been staring at other people's little girls since he entered the living room door, and now he is a wood that has to be stared at for him, not to mention a little girl who has only turned three years old.

Feng Quan smiled again, and finally moved his gaze to the person holding the little girl: "She, is she the little girl of the Feng family?" "Hmm." Ling Yichen nodded, looking at the little man in his arms and a little helpless, this little ghost has only been here for a few days, but he gets into trouble every day, this time he actually pulled out half of the flowers and plants he transported back from different countries, but she is different from the Ling family, he can punish others for mistakes, but not her, looking at him lying in his arms with an innocent face at this time, Ling Yichen felt a little strange in his heart, although he really knew him for only a few days, but the little guy seemed to trust him very much, and had a different sense of dependence on him, maybe it was her trust in him, He couldn't bear to scold her no matter what, and he couldn't bear to punish her.

"Poor little one." Feng Quan was also clear about the affairs of the An family, and nodded slightly, thinking that An Yejue, the weapon madman, really couldn't take her well, and she was the most suitable in the Ling family.