"That," Wen Cha touched her nose and smiled at him, "thank you." ”

Yan Ze glanced at her sideways, "It's a gesture." ”

"Hmm," Wen Cha tilted her head and thought for a moment, bent down to take a pot of budding tiger tail orchid from the flower stand and handed it to him, "This is for you." ”

Yan Ze looked at the business-rich tiger tail orchid in her hand, his brows moved, and he didn't reach out to pick it up, "No." ”

Obviously, I don't want to take advantage.

Wen Cha laughed, "The meaning of tiger tail orchid is excellent, it has the meaning of flowers blooming and wealth, it can bring good luck to people, in addition, it also has the effect of helping sleep, very good, I have a lot here, you don't have to feel distressed." ”

Yan Ze paused, and seeing that her eyes were sincere, he hugged the ceramic flower pot with his broad palm, "Thank you." ”

Wen Cha shook his head and said, "Don't get in the way, if there is anything you need help in the future, stretch out more hands, let's help each other, I will be grateful."

Her face was immature, but the words she said were old-fashioned, Yan Ze's eyebrows frowned slightly, I don't know if I can't stand her polite words, or I think it's too difficult for her to live outside the home of a girl.

"I promise you." His voice was a little muffled.

Wen Cha raised his lips and smiled, and then began to introduce himself, "My name is Chuncha, and I don't know your name, big brother?" ”

"Yan Ze."

Wen Cha's eyebrows bent, and he said kindly: "Okay, Brother Yan, please take care of me in the future."

Her voice was soft and glutinous, with a little smile, which sounded very pleasant, Yan Ze nodded carelessly, and hurried back to the shop with the pot of tiger tail orchid.

Wen Cha looked at his back and blinked, did she say something wrong?

At noon, Yan Ze took out the pickles that Wotou brought from the house and Aunt Li next door prepared for him, and ate them like jujubes.

Wen Cha took out a small bottle of dew and put a few drops of fine honey in it, barely filling his stomach.

Yan Ze has been observing her since the first day she came, this is the sixth day, he has never seen her eat, only occasionally drink some water, or save the drink, he is very dissatisfied with her family, only work and do not eat, how can he live in the future?

He clenched his fists unconsciously, and a little thought flashed in his deep eyes.

The next day, Wen Cha collected the peach blossoms blooming in the mountains, squeezed a bottle of peach blossom juice and brought it to the store for a tooth sacrifice.

At noon, Yan Ze sent off the last guest, went to the inner room to wash his hands, and saw that there was no smell of blood on his hands, so he stepped forward and knocked on the door.

Wen Cha was drinking peach blossom juice in the house, and was startled when he heard the knock on the door, and was relieved when he saw that it was Yan Ze, and asked hesitantly, "Is there something wrong?" Brother Yan? ”

Yan Ze took out a small ceramic cup from his back and gave it to her, "I stewed some soup in the house yesterday, and I'll bring you one." ”

Wen Cha was a little flattered, and looked at the soup in his hand in disbelief, "This is too expensive." ”

"I can't finish it alone." Yan Ze said without changing his face, "You taste it." ”

Wen Cha was not easy to push, so he stepped forward and reached out to take it, and when his fingertips touched the porcelain wall, he suddenly took it back, "It's so hot......"

Yan Ze touched the warm cup, he had just heated this soup in the shop, the temperature was suitable for him, and it was a little hot for warm tea.

With a hint of annoyance on his face, he walked into the room in a few steps, put the soup cup on the table, and turned his head to look at Wen Cha's hand.

"I'm fine," Wen Cha felt as if she was a little hypocritical, and hurriedly shook her head, "It's all right." ”

Yan Ze stretched out his long hand and grabbed her hand directly, and found that her index finger was hot and red, and she went out without saying a word.

I don't know what to do.

Wen Cha didn't stop when he called him, so he had to retract his gaze and put his mind on the pot of soup, she opened the lid and saw that there was a pot of stewed pork ribs with yams, the ribs were finely chopped, very clean, and the white glutinous yam stewed together was very nutritious.

This kind of ribs is generally ordered by restaurants and large families in the morning, and this one is specially kept.

Wen Cha took a deep breath and felt that he had taken advantage.

Yan Ze didn't take long to come back, holding a small wooden box in his hand, "Stretch out your hand." ”

"What?" Wen Cha looked dazed.

"Hands."

"Oh."

Wen Cha stupidly put the index finger on his hand in front of him, Yan Ze opened the wooden box, took out a piece of ointment from it, and gently applied it to her reddened fingers.

Wen Cha wanted to say that this little injury would be fine if she used her spiritual power, but the other party was a mortal, and she didn't dare to be a demon.

Yan Ze grabbed her hand and wiped the ointment tightly before letting go of her with a little reluctance.

Her hands are extremely beautiful, white and clean, like beautifully polished jade, which should be flawless, but with a warmth and softness that cannot be ignored, people can't put it down.

Yan Ze put the ointment into the palm of her hand, "It will be fine after two days." ”

Wen Cha was a little embarrassed, "This is really, too much trouble for you." ”

Yan Ze shook his head and reminded her, "Let's drink soup first." ”

Wen Cha nodded, "Thank you, Brother Yan." ”

"Hmm." Yan Ze didn't stay long, left the soup and left, Wen Cha tried to take a sip, and found that the taste was very delicious, which immediately aroused her appetite.

I didn't expect the big man to have such good cooking skills.

She couldn't drink a bowl and a half of soup regardless of her physique, so she had to return the cup to Yan Ze.

Yan Ze saw that there were no less than two ribs in the cup, and his brows furrowed, "It doesn't taste good?" ”

"No," Wen Cha smiled, "your craft is very good, I just don't eat much all the time." ”

Yan Ze lowered his eyes and thought for a while, and asked, "Then what do you like to eat?"

Seeing that he asked seriously, Wen Cha was a little funny, "No need Brother Yan, I have dinner every day, you don't have to worry about me." ”

Yan Ze held the soup cup and did not speak.

Wen Cha continued: "You and I are just neighbors, if you want to be so good to me, I don't know how to repay you, I can only send you a few more pots of flowers."

As he spoke, he was already thinking about what kind of flowers to send to Yan Ze.

"No flowers." The chopsticks took out the ribs and ate them like a whirlwind, "You go." ”

Wen Cha turned around and went back to the house, and began to have diarrhea in the afternoon, and his face turned white.

If it hadn't been for the toilet repaired at the back of the shop before, Wen Cha really wanted to die.

The little fairies really grew up eating flower petals and drinking dew.

Towards evening, the weather was gloomy and there was some rain on the street, and Wen Cha planned to wait for the rain to stop before leaving.

Yan Ze came from the opposite door to help her clean up the flower stand outside, "This rain can't stop for a moment, it's best to leave as soon as possible." ”

Wen Cha moved all the flowers into the house with him, looking at his rain-soaked gown, and didn't know what to say.

"Go home," Yan Ze stood at the door and looked back at her, "I'll send you." ”

Warm tea: Is the "......" sent to the deep mountains and old forests? Scares you to death.

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