Wei Zhao's jaw tightened and pursed his lips.

He could see that her little expression just now was obviously a little unpleasant......

I still want to continue washing my hands, why do I refuse?

The man was very tall, Lin Lu looked up at him slightly, and saw that he pursed the corners of his lips, the expression on his wheat-skinned face was solemn and serious, and his brows were furrowed, as if he was facing some big problem.

Lin Lu subconsciously tugged at the corner of his clothes.

The force was slight, but Wei Zhao's body paused slightly, and he stood in place, silent for a moment before throwing the bucket back into the well.

"Don't bother, I've really washed it." Lin Lu's hands were still wet, and he immediately let go of his hand for fear of wetting Wei Zhao's clothes.

Wei Zhao carefully discerned Lin Lu's expression, and when he saw that she really didn't mean that, he nodded: "Hmm." ”

Lin Lu didn't like the feeling of getting wet after washing her hands, so she took out a handkerchief from her pocket and dried her hands carefully.

She moves slowly, the palms of her hands, the back of her hands, and the little rubbing of her slender fingers, with an elegant temperament that is incompatible with the surrounding environment, and her natural bearing is different from most people.

If Qiu Juanzi was present, seeing Lin Lu like this, she would have to talk about her capitalist lady's style.

Wei Zhao was never short of patience, his eyes fell on Lin Lu's hands pinching the handkerchief, the skin of those hands was like clotted white jade, the fingers were slender and delicate, and the flesh and bones were well-proportioned, like delicate and beautiful works of art.

His eyes changed, and he forced himself to look away, and his gaze fell slightly on the veil.

He also had a white handkerchief of the same style on his body, which was used by Lin Lu to wipe his sweat when he saw him sweating when he was working one day.

When he returned that day, he washed it three times with his own hands, lest the pure and unblemished white cloth stain his body with stinking sweat or dirt.

The next day, the first thing he did when he opened his eyes was to take back the white handkerchief hanging by the window and put it tightly in his jacket pocket, intending to return his belongings to his original owner after seeing Lin Lu.

But after meeting......

Wei Zhao hesitated.

The greed that bred in his heart was like a spring breeze blowing wildfire, she had so many veils, she shouldn't care about the one in his hand, if he didn't pay it back, she wouldn't say anything, right?

He wanted to keep the handkerchief she had used in her hand......

"Alright." Drying her hands, Lin Lu folded the handkerchief and stuffed it back into her pocket with satisfaction, and winked at Wei Zhao playfully: "Let's go back, the pigsty you have been thinking about hasn't been swept yet." ”

She remembered that after Wei Zhao finished feeding the pigs, the next step was to take care of the pigsty.

Wei Zhao clenched his hands into fists, ashamed of his greedy and absurd idea, and spurned his selfishness and greed, so he didn't dare to look at Lin Lu, "Let's go." ”

Lin Lu's eyes widened, thinking that Wei Zhao was angry, so she leaned forward: "Are you angry?" I'll just kid, if you don't like it, I'll stop talking. ”

How could Wei Zhao confess to her the thoughts of those invisible people, a few feelings of helplessness and shame flashed in his dark eyes, and he said in a dumb voice: "No anger." ”

"You're not angry, so why are you walking so fast?" Lin Lu was puzzled.

Wei Zhao raised the kettle in his hand: "Hurry back and bring water to Lin Lao." ”

This reason is also reasonable, but Lin Lu always felt that it was not because of this, Wei Zhao didn't tell the truth, his mood changed repeatedly, Lin Lu couldn't help but be a little depressed, could it be that she provoked him somewhere?

Lin Lu's cheeks bulged, and he said dissatisfiedly: "Then don't go too fast, I can't keep up." ”

In Wei Zhao's eyes, Lin Lu was coquettish at this time.

With Jiaohan, Xing'er looked at him accusatory, his eyes were rippling like spring water, his tone was like resentment, and he was delicate, talking about his dissatisfaction.

Wei Zhao's heart collapsed, and he deliberately slowed down his pace so that Lin Lu could keep up with his pace.

Lin Lu, who was pouting and unhappy, noticed the change in him, pouted, hum, you are still obedient.

Lin Lu was still depressed in her heart and didn't want to talk to Wei Zhao.

Wei Zhao said very little, especially now, because of the unsightly greed, he didn't know how to face Lin Lu.

As a result, there was some silence between the two along the way.

When he was about to arrive at the pig farm, Wei Zhao suddenly stopped Lin Lu.

"What's wrong?" Lin Lu looked at him with her eyebrows lowered, and said in a muffled voice.

Wei Zhao stretched out his hand leaning on his back, and in his hand he held a few brilliant orange flowers.

Wei Zhao handed it to her, didn't say anything, and looked at her quietly.

Lin Lu was a little stunned and looked at Wei Zhao in surprise.

The richest lady who has been given flowers countless times has received flowers that are either graceful and rich roses, or gardenias that are fresh and pure to represent secret love, or other beautifully packaged flowers.

This is the first time that people have been sent to pick wildflowers on the side of the road...... Although the wildflowers are also beautiful......

"Here you go." Wei Zhao's long narrow black eyes flashed, and he said, "Don't you like to pick a lot of flowers and plants?" This flower is beautiful and does not wither easily when picked, so it can be left for several days and given to you. ”

Lin Lu looked at Wei Zhao's tough face, holding a delicate flower in his hand that did not match his image, and shook his head a little.

Wei Zhao has very few words, like a stuffy bottle, and his mood will change inexplicably, but more often, he is very careful and gentle.

She is squeamish and coaxing.

Usually when she works together, Wei Zhao always doesn't let her live, and Lin Lu is bored and will pick some wild flowers and weeds to weave into bouquets.

He probably thought that these little flowers and grass things could make Lin Lu happy, so he did such a thing.

Lin Luqi, who was still a little depressed, completely disappeared, her apricot eyes were slightly hooked, she glanced at Wei Zhao as if she was glaring, and took the orange flowers.

The slender fingers brushed the petals, and the orange petals were wrapped in white stamens, which were crystal clear like stars, and the shell petals were layered and bloomed brilliantly.

"What's the name of this flower?"

"Sangyanghua." Wei Zhao looked at her eyebrows quietly, the woman's unconsciously coquettish and innocent demeanor was as smart as a little lark standing on a spring branch, which was more attractive than the brilliant mulberry flowers.

The most important thing is that the depression in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows is gone, and the bright and moist apricot eyes blink and blink, as if they can reveal the fragrance of honey.

The corners of Lin Lu's lips hooked up a little smile.

Well, she kind of knew Wei Zhao's emotions, which would be capricious like the sky above her head, but overall she was still very considerate, and she didn't have to care.

Lin Lu, who received the flowers, felt that the decision to come to the pig farm to see Wei Zhao was too correct!

looked at Wei Zhao, who was busy before and after, and then looked at Lin Lu, who was "not doing his job" and playing with flowers like a child, and Lin Lao, who asked for leave and did not go to work, was a little toothsore.

No matter how well Wei Zhao hid it, he couldn't see his thoughts about that girl after all these years of getting along with Wei Zhao.