"I'm done, it's your turn." He leaned to her and said none.

Ruan Jianglin did bring her seeds, flower seeds, from a manor in France.

The name is "Juliet", a very romantic name, just listening to the name, it can make people think of love that is willing to die.

She has never raised flowers, and this flower is precious, an extremely rare rose seed, and professional gardeners may not be able to cultivate it, let alone an outsider like Jiang Yan.

Ruan Jianglin said that she would just be able to raise and play as she pleased, and he didn't say that he wanted her to feed her.

But she still put a lot of thought into it, and in the spring, she sowed the first seed in her life.

Check the habits, flowering period, precautions of this flower, and write it down in a book.

Ruan Jianglin knocked on her head: "It's just a pot of flowers, don't be so serious." ”

Jiang Yan didn't reply to him, but still took care of him.

In mid-May, only one seed sprouted, and all the others died.

However, Jiang Yan was very satisfied, at least not depressed, because he had survived.

In fact, during the days when Ruan Jianglin was on a business trip, she learned how to weave a scarf, and she didn't stumble and poke her hands like before.

One of her hands is only suitable for a vase, and her hands just look good, in fact, it is not a coincidence at all.

A third of the way she knitted, she herself felt ugly to death.

So I dismantled it again, changed seven or eight colors in the middle, and finally chose smoke black.

She finished weaving, and she still looked at the past, and childishly knitted R&J patterns on it.

Jiang Yan thought, Ruan Jianglin, a prince who is used to being noble, most likely will not wear this kind of scarf.

And Ruan Jianglin is not afraid of the cold at all, she has never seen him wear a scarf.

Seeing that summer is about to begin, the weather is getting hotter and hotter.

Jiang Yan thought about it and didn't plan to give him away, so he put it back at the bottom of the closet, thinking about seeing if he would give it to him again after winter.

In fact, she didn't give it because she was afraid of being rejected, and she was even more afraid of being left alone.

However, Jiang Yan felt that there was a high probability that Ruan Jianglin would not embarrass her, and would accept it, and if he was in a good mood, he would even put it on to perfunctory her.

She spent a lot of time learning something, but in the end she didn't give it away.

Ruan Jianglin rarely has time to spend with her, and most of the time she is alone in Beicheng.

He occasionally came over for a night and had a clear purpose.

Jiang Yan felt that he might buy this place as a hotel for occasional stays.

Once, after they were done, she had to take Ruan Jianglin to watch a movie.

A very old and sinking movie, Titanic.

It's not the first time Ruan Jianglin has watched this movie, and his first love also dragged him to watch it.

The memory is not very clear, but the plot can be remembered, and there is an impression that after watching the first love, he cried in his arms.

Some people like to taste something over and over again, such as a book, TV series, movie, etc., and each time they look at it, they can feel it differently.

But Ruan Jianglin is the kind of person who doesn't like to spend time on the same thing, except for sex, of course.

But he won't be so bored as to tell Jiang Yan when he has seen this movie.

Jiang Yan originally wanted to pull Ruan Jianglin to do something together, so he found an old movie with a high rating.

But she couldn't watch it halfway through, not because it wasn't good-looking, maybe because she was really not interested in such movies.

She raised her eyes to look at Ruan Jianglin, and saw him looking at the screen with faint eyes, thinking that he liked it, so she didn't change it.

Drowsiness gradually hit, and she forced her eyelids to watch the movie.

Ruan Jianglin's mental state was not very good, Jiang Yan thought that he was moved and couldn't get out of the state for a long time.

"Jiang Yan, change the type next time." His eyes were a little sleepy.

Seeing this, Jiang Yan realized that he had made a mistake.

"So, action movie?" She whispered.

The man whispered, "Okay." ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, and Jiang Yan hooked his collar and rolled to the side of the bed.

Spring goes

The seed that Jiang Yan had worked so hard to feed not only sprouted, but also bloomed in early summer.

Jiang Yan watched it from budding to blooming branches, noble and elegant cut flower roses, each petal of Juliet exudes the classical beauty of Europe, beautiful and refined, making people feel amazing at the first sight.

She pulled Ruan Jianglin to watch it together, but he didn't have many surprises, because the things he had seen were not very pleasantly surprised.

His only surprise might just be that she could actually grow this flower.

She happily went to take out the SLR shot, and Ruan Jianglin was rare to see her so happy once.

The early summer sun was warm on the ground, and even Juliet was a little lazy, like someone.

Jiang Yan's shooting action is very professional, and she suddenly had an inspiration for this topic.

She adjusted the depth of field, rotated the focus slightly, and moved her hands back and forth.

Her hair grew a little longer, reaching her waist, because Ruan Jianglin liked it.

When she bent over, the thin waistline loomed, and the sun shone on her long silky hair, and even her cold face softened.

She looked down, looking at the photo she had just taken, a shallow smile on her lips.

When Ruan Jianglin looked at her, she looked like she was in good times, and she turned around and showed Ruan Jianglin.

He didn't perfunctory her, took a closer look, and said, "Quite talented." ”

It's rare to hear a word of praise from his mouth, and he once said that she was very smart, but in bed.

He reached out and rubbed her hair indulgently, messing her up, Jiang Yan patted the man's hand away, and his attention was all on the camera.

At least she's satisfied, whether it's flowers, photos, or people.

In fact, Ruan Jianglin didn't know, if he flipped through the photos in that camera, he would find that most of them were him.

There is his sleepy face with thick eyelashes when his eyes are closed, there is the meticulous seriousness of his work, and there is the lively conversation and laughter with others on the phone

Jiang Yan walked away with the camera, he leaned against the window, watching the little girl tinkering with the camera in her hand, and rearranging the position of the pot of flowers from time to time.

"Would you like to help?" He asked.

Somehow he asked, he just did as he pleased.

Jiang Yan asked him to walk over, stood next to the pot of flowers, and said that he would be a foil.

Ruan Jianglin smiled, but still walked over, and really listened to her words.

In fact, the point of her focus is on the man's superb face, his eyebrows, eyes, nose bridge, and thin lips, which are exceptionally clear.

After Jiang Yan finished filming, he waved his hand and motioned for him to withdraw.

"Are you really using me as a tool?" He looked cynical and asked provocatively, which was particularly seductive.

Jiang Yan shook his head with a smile, put down the camera, walked over and hooked his neck, wrapped his lips, and kissed him deeply.

One midsummer, he was a little sunk.

Afterwards, he laughed at himself, but it was just a pot of flowers.

(End of chapter)