Chapter 171

"Ah..." without any preparation in mind, Chang Cong screamed directly.

Quickly turned around, hands holding the handle, my heart is still banging non-stop!

"Miss Chang, you'd better sit down." The voice of the man behind him came again.

How could chang Cong not hear the banter in his tone? His eyes flashed with shame.

Thanks to her, she just thought that this man had found his conscience. It's just an illusion!

"Yes, so sister Cong won't be tired!" Shallot flower can not pay attention to so much, skipping along the side of often porridge, looking at two people with a smile.

Chang Cong

Forget it. It's over. She's not angry. She's not angry!

Fortunately, at the beginning, the man deliberately moved it, which scared Chang Cong. Later, he became safe.

I can't help but wonder that there is a gap.

When she moved the wheelchair by herself, she had a lot of trouble, and she was always fiddling with the direction.

When the man started, Chang Cong deliberately didn't move anything.

So big guy sitting in the wheelchair, let the man move.

To her surprise, it was much smoother than at the beginning.

Had it not been for the slight ups and downs of the stone road, chang would have doubted whether he was really walking on the flat ground.

My heart was slowly released.

Originally, because of the fear of this man deliberately whole himself, often porridge body has been maintaining a rigid state.

Although it looks calm on the surface, in fact, the hands on both sides are tightly grasping on the handle, maintaining a high degree of vigilance.

In order that if there is any accident, she can try her best to reduce the injury.

Now it seems to be calm.

That man should not be so boring, often porridge heart silently thought.

Gradually relaxed body, leaning back to the wheelchair above.

Feel at ease to see the surrounding scenery.

The man's hand in the wheelchair pauses a little.

The woman leaned on the back chair, only a few centimeters away from his hand.

The wind blows through a woman's hair and rubs the back of his hand mischievously.

For a moment, he was itchy, but Feng Tingmo didn't move, just his eyes were a little complicated.

Like tenderness, like entanglement.

Of course, it's impossible to notice the constant gruel with his back to him

"Sister porridge, do you like it here?" At this time, xiaoconghua is hopping in the front, behind which are changcong and fengtingmo.

With a big smile on his face, the little guy turned around and looked at Chang Cong with expectation in his eyes.

Chang Cong took a deep breath, and the air was full of sweet flowers.

Some of them are sweet, but they don't make people feel greasy. They keep a just good level.

"I like it." She likes it very much.

Just at the time of entering the door, I had a general look, and I felt very amazing.

On the way, I was in the mood to have a look at it at first.

But later, the palm of the acid has let her have no time to take care of other, natural no mood to enjoy the beauty.

This will be the man took the wheelchair, and so far there is no bad tendency.

Although changcong is a little surprised, it is also at ease.

Just can save her mind, intoxicated in this sea of flowers.

Walking in the path on this side, the sea of flowers seems to be in the place where she can reach.

A bunch of flowers high head, exuding infinite vitality.

This is also the reason why Chang Cong first noticed the flower.

Always let her feel the vigorous breath of life

Of course she likes it.

"Xiaoconghua also likes to run and play with xiaohua in this sea of flowers." Xiao Conghua tilted her head playfully and blinked at Chang congee.

What the little guy is wearing today is just a little orange skirt, which looks like a perfect match between the sea of flowers.

Her own facial features are very delicate, coupled with the lively atmosphere of her whole body, she is just like a fairy among flowers.

Often porridge think like this, also said a voice.

"Xiao Conghua is wearing this skirt today, but it looks like the elf in the flower room!" Often porridge porridge eyes with undisguised praise, tone full of tenderness.

"Really?" The little guy subconsciously looked down at his little skirt and pulled the skirt corner.

He turned around again and looked at the skirt flying with the wind. His little face raised a big smile.

"Ouye, the little scallion is the elf!" Xiaoconghua obviously likes this name.

Children always like to watch those cartoons. Girls naturally prefer the elves in those cartoons.

The little guy is obviously not free from vulgarity.

She knew that the Elves were very cute, and there were little wings behind them, which could fly around among the flowers.

She wants to be an elf, too!

Just frowned again, tooted his mouth and looked at his shoulder.

"But fairies have wings, and shallots have no wings." There was distress on her little face.

Often porridge porridge also meal for a while, but did not notice this thing, is trying to help the little guy think of a way, did not expect shallot flower has to find a good reason for themselves.

"Shallot flowers don't have wings. If you fly high, sister conghou won't see shallot flowers!" Finish saying still quite affirmative nod, "shallot flower wants to accompany congee elder sister!" Looking at Xiao Conghua's determined appearance, Chang Cong can't laugh or cry.

It is also not a voice to refute, after all, the shallot flowers to open their own is good.

Otherwise, she really has no way to let the little guy give birth to a pair of wings out of thin air

No matter what I think in my heart, at least I have convinced myself.

Little guy is always optimistic, small heart can only remember happy things.

So the wings of things, the blink of an eye to forget, which have the mind to continue to think about.

And Feng Ting Mo didn't say anything, just slightly lower astringent eyes, but it is the words of small scallion in mind.

Go back and let the designer give you wings.

So the next day, the elf skirt with wings was placed beside xiaoconghua's bed

"Sister porridge, let's go to the front. We can cross the sea of flowers and go to the small pavilion hidden inside." The little guy said mysteriously.

Chang Cong nodded with a smile.

She didn't expect that there would be a small pavilion hidden in it.

After all, her height is limited and she can't see anything.

I don't know what kind of sunflower is, but it grows high, which makes it helpless.

But it's not too surprising. After all, it's something that this man cares about. Some strange things are common sense.

"Baba, let's go!" Because the wheelchair is in Feng Tingmo's hands, the little guy can only speed up by urging Feng Tingmo.

The little guy himself is at the front.