Chapter 93: Poor Flowers

Royal Bay Villa –

Zhong Yinian got out of the car and trotted all the way, sometimes stopping and turning around to make a grimace at Pei Muchen.

"Uncle, hurry up, slow death."

spit out the lilac tongue and complain playfully, every time she saw Pei Muchen's helpless face, she couldn't stop being happy.

It's just a matter of having a tight face in the company, and it's still cold after work.

It's fun to poke it, wow.

"Walk slowly and watch your step."

Zhong Yinian smiled and turned his head and walked backwards, with a smile on his face.

"How can you fall on such a flat ground? Rest assured, rest assured. ”

Zhong Yinian jumped twice playfully, looking at Pei Muchen's expression, his heart blossomed.

"Still be careful."

Pei Muchen quickened his pace, walked to her side and wrapped his arms around her small waist with one hand.

"If you fall, you'll suffer."

His concern was also a little reproachful, Zhong Yinian smiled and smiled, but his heart was still a little warm.

"Are you going to make me fall?"

She spoke suddenly, her eyes sparkling.

"No, it won't."

Pei Muchen didn't think this question was hypocritical, nor did he feel that this was annoying, so he answered her carefully.

When Zhong Yinian heard this answer, she immediately smiled, even if he didn't mean the answer, she wouldn't care at all.

"Uncle, let's hurry up, I'm suddenly a little desperate to get back to our house."

She reached out and clasped Pei Muchen's palm, listening to her words, Pei Muchen's eyes were full of tenderness.

She is blessed in this life.

"Okay."

……

When the two of them came back hand in hand, Steward Jin was watering the flowers in the garden at the door, and when he saw them returning, he immediately greeted them.

"Young Master and Young Lady, you are back."

For the housekeeper's greetings, Pei Muchen has never given any response, but Zhong Yinian is very different.

"Butler Jin is good."

With a sweet voice and a sweet smile, he is such a simple and ordinary person, and he has a different look at the young master.

The more you get along, the more you can feel this magic and feel the difference of this woman.

"Is Steward Jin watering the flowers?"

Zhong Yinian ran over curiously, reached out and took the kettle and began to water the flowers, but he didn't know how much to water. He could only pour a little tentatively, and then turned his head to look at Pei Muchen.

Pei Muchen likes Zhong Yinian's dependence very much, and likes to see her blind trust in him.

Although he is more versatile, he really doesn't know how to raise flowers, and he doesn't know how much to water.

"Uncle, is that enough?"

Seeing that Pei Muchen didn't speak for a long time, she thought that Pei Muchen didn't understand the meaning of her eyes.

"Ahem."

Pei Muchen coughed unnaturally, looking at Zhong Yinian's hand had not stopped, and was still watering.

"Pour a little more." Isn't it too unprofessional to say something about it?

Well, it's better to let her pour a little more.

Zhong Yinian nodded, Uncle Pei said that if she watered a little more, she would water a little more, and when Pei Muchen said that she could, she went to water another flower.

The flowers here are so beautiful, there are some varieties she has never seen before.

"Alright, let's go back."

Pei Muchen saw that she was delaying outside for so long, so he opened his mouth to urge.

"Let's see who gets home first!"

Zhong Yinian was playful, hurriedly lost a sentence and ran back to the house, quickly threw off the shoes on his feet, changed into slippers and ran to the bedroom.