The strange thought was only fleeting, and soon disappeared.

Cheng Zhihuan picked up the mineral water, unscrewed it and took a sip, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and his thoughts were very chaotic.

She walked back with the mineral water, and not long after she sat down, Zu Ying on the opposite side suddenly said, "I know!" ”

"My favorite thing is rose cake!" Zu Sakura grinned, "I'm going to make rose cakes!" ”

She said, getting up suddenly, "I'm going to learn how to do it now." ”

Zu Sakura walked towards the back kitchen like the wind, and the sound of her talking to Wen Si could be faintly heard inside.

Cheng Zhihuan held the bottle of mineral water in his left hand, lightly buckled his right hand on the table, and looked out the window.

Opposite is a very tall building, what should be an office building, and this should also be the back door, so few people come out.

The building almost obscured the sunlight, with only a little sunlight falling on the path in the middle, creating a shadow.

She tilted her head, and there seemed to be a hint of helplessness on her cold eyebrows.

"Rose...... Is it? ”

Then send roses.

She believed in the strange watch for a while.

In the next few days, Gu Xingjing found that the small garden in the villa was full of roses, all of which were extremely valuable, and they were obviously transplanted.

The roses bloom under the care of the gardener, and every morning, the dew always lingers among the flowers, which is bewitching and dazzling.

Gu Xingjing was relieved and didn't say anything about it.

It was another weekend, and Gu Xingjing went home early.

Cheng Zhihuan didn't go to the small shop on the weekend, she rested at home, which was also the reason why Gu Xingjing went home early.

Cheng Zhihuan saw that Gu Xingjing was back, and got up with a smile, "You're back." ”

"Hmm." Gu Xingjing took off his coat and hung it aside.

"That's right." Cheng Zhihuan walked up to him, took the initiative to take his arm, and pulled him towards the garden, "I'll show you the new garden." ”

The layout in this garden was changed by Gu Xingjing little by little, and now what it has become, he is naturally clear.

After knowing that this was a gift from Xiao Ling, Gu Xingjing was not disappointed.

He said that as long as it was given by the little girl, he liked it.

Sure enough, Cheng Zhihuan took him to the bench in the small garden and sat down, pointed to the big rose and said, "Is it good-looking?" ”

"Beautiful." Gu Xingjing glanced at it, then lowered his eyes, grabbed Cheng Zhihuan's right hand with his left hand, and the hard finger bones slowly inserted into the gap between her fingers, and then tightened it a little bit, ten fingers clasped tightly, completely controlling her in his big hand.

Cheng Zhihuan didn't seem to notice his movements, she turned her head, with a narrow smile on her delicate little face, "Do you like it?" ”

"I like it." Gu Xingjing nodded without hesitation, "I like it very much." ”

"Thank you for the gift."

Cheng Zhihuan's eyes flashed with an expression of "sure enough", and she snorted lightly and said, "Who said that this is a gift from me?" ”

Gu Xingjing was rarely stunned, "What?" ”

He subconsciously asked, and when he touched the expression on Cheng Zhihuan's face, he seemed to have guessed something, and a very shallow smile surged from the depths of his eyes.

The corners of his mouth were raised with obvious pleasure.

"Little villain." He chuckled, "I see. ”

The flowers in the garden were replaced with roses with great fanfare, just to make him think that the gift she gave was a field of roses, but in reality, it was something else.

Gu Xingjing only felt a tingle in his heart, and was aroused by his own little girl's intentions, and he couldn't wait to take her into his arms and kiss her fiercely.

The Adam's apple rolled up and down, he finally suppressed this crazy thought, and his thin lips opened slightly, "What is that gift?" ”

His voice was a little hoarse than it had been before.

Cheng Zhihuan's left hand, which had been hanging on one side, stretched out and handed Gu Xingjing a folded piece of paper.

Gu Xingjing stretched out his right hand and took the paper.

His left hand was clasped tightly with the ten fingers of Cheng Zhihuan's right hand, and the folded paper was folded four times in total, and it was not so easy to open it with one hand.

But he didn't want to let go of his little boy, so he patiently opened the paper halfway slowly.

Cheng Zhihuan saw that he was moving slowly, and pulled his right hand, wanting to help him, but Gu Xingjing held it tighter, she could only stretch out her right hand and help him hold down the design draft that was a little messy, and by the way, she also helped him open it a little.

It couldn't have been easier to open the design draft, but it took two people a full minute.

Before the final design draft was completely opened, Gu Xingjing's fingertips unconsciously touched Cheng Zhihuan's fingertips.

Cheng Zhihuan's body trembled and quickly withdrew his hand.

A strange sensation of electricity crackled from her fingertips to her face, causing her ears to blush slightly, tilting her head slightly away, and looking away.

"This is the gift." She whispered.

Gu Xingjing was looking at the design draft in his hand.

It's a blueprint for a men's ring, but it's not exactly a men's ring, as there are some small annotations and divisions on the right.

It's not so much a men's ring as a weapon.

Hidden in the ring is the design of a poisonous needle.

The best part about the whole design is that this poison needle does not need to twist the ring or any mechanism by itself, but will automatically activate when it detects its owner's status.

The design draft is written like this, and the specific state to be opened will only be known when the physical product is made and repeatedly tested.

At the bottom right of the design draft, there is also a small word [stop], elegant fairy wind, and a bit as sharp as a sword out of the sheath, like the signature in the design picture that Master Carl showed him.

Gu Xingjing pinched the right hand of the design draft, and said slowly: "Stop? ”

When Cheng Zhihuan heard this, he turned his head, followed his line of sight, and landed on the small [stop], explaining: "It's just a habit to make a mark." ”

Gu Xingjing chuckled, "It's really hard to find a place to step through the iron shoes, and it doesn't take any effort to get it." ”

"What?" Cheng Zhihuan asked curiously.

Gu Xingjing briefly explained the purpose of Master Karl's visit to Huaguo, and finally tapped the word [stop] with his fingertips, and said with a smile: "I have been looking for a long time, but I didn't expect it to be Zhihuan you." ”

He should have thought of it a long time ago, his little boy is so smart and powerful, how could that [stop] not be his own little girl?

Cheng Zhihuan recalled that she seemed to have sent a design draft to Weibo, but she didn't care about it later, but she didn't expect it to be seen by Master Carl and plagiarized by Xin Yue.

Thinking of these two people, Cheng Zhihuan asked a lot: "How is Xin Yue?" ”

"Went to jail." Gu Xingjing's voice suddenly turned cold, "She deserves it." ”