Huai'an looked worried, and wanted to cry or not: "Then my little rabbit will also go home to find her mother?" ”

Yao Xing was stunned for a moment, the rabbit is an animal that is so dead, how can he comfort him if he says that he will not die in the future. But if I did, I'm afraid I'm going to cry right now.

Yao Xing hesitated for a while before speaking: "I don't know if it will go back to find its mother, but it doesn't matter, it has become good friends with you, even if it goes home to find its mother, it will let its younger brothers and sisters be your new friends." ”

"But what if its younger siblings also come home to find their mother?" Huai'an still can't hide his loss, and he doesn't want to accept that his good friend wants to go home to find his mother.

Yao Xing had no choice but to continue to comfort: "Then its younger brothers and sisters will also call their younger brothers and sisters to play with you!" ”

Huai'an frowned and thought for a while, and then suddenly became happy: "Then I'll call it my younger brother and sister now to bring the younger brother and sister over, and I will have a lot of good friends!" ”

The little rabbit didn't want it either, Huai'an turned his head and ran out, Yaoxing wanted to stop her, but before she could speak, the little figure had already run out.

As a result, he ran out and did not return until the evening.

When Yaoxing was lying on the bed and drowsy, Zhao Zheng entered the room with a cold air, directly shattering the dream that Yaoxing was about to brew.

Rubbing his eyelids that didn't want to separate: "Why did you go, why did you come back so late." ”

Zhao Zheng took out something in his hand and put it on Yao Xing's head.

Yaoxing also touched it, it was round, flowers?

Yao Xing had a surprising guess in his heart and took off the things on his head. It was really a wreath woven of flowers, exactly the same as Yao Xing guessed.

"It's so beautiful, where did you get the flowers on this cold day?" Yaoxing happily put the wreath under her nose and sniffed it to feel the fragrance of the flowers.

It's not the peculiarity of flowers, it's the romance of Zhao Zheng. He is a person who rarely does such a thing, and no one reminds him of something he never remembers. He thinks that the good thing is to give you all my things, you can get anything you want, but rarely give small gifts.

"The greenhouse where you cultivated medicinal herbs before, someone here also imitated and planted some flowers, fruits and vegetables, I went out to beat rabbits for Huai'an today, and I happened to see flowers moving out of a greenhouse, so I bought some." Zhao Zheng explained.

"You made it up?" Yao Xing asked expectantly.

Although he knew that this wreath was so exquisite, Zhao Zheng couldn't make it up, but such a thoughtful gift still made Yaoxing look forward to it, just in case!

Seeing that Yaoxing liked it, Zhao Zheng also smiled more relaxedly: "Of course I made it up, I bought all the flowers in that greenhouse, and I made them one by one!" ”

Yao Xing put the wreath on his head again, and his careful movements amused Zhao Zheng again.

Zhao Zheng helped Yaoxing put on a garland and brushed the broken hair between his foreheads.

"This garland is so beautiful, you've been learning it for a long time!" Yao Xing smiled sweetly, testing how many he had made up.

Such a beautiful thing, Yao Xing's Qianqian jade finger is still difficult to make, Zhao Zheng's hand bent his bow and drew his sword, it was very rough, how could it be made?

"It's okay, I made it up in an afternoon." Zhao Zhengyin went to the countless delicate flowers that he was so irritated that he was bald this afternoon.

"Who taught you?" Yao Xing couldn't help but be alert, and Zhao Zheng studied with a person who taught him to weave garlands for an afternoon.

The man who taught him to weave a wreath couldn't be a eunuch!

(End of chapter)