Chapter 172

Obviously, he is leading the way for them, and he talks with Chang Cong.

Feng Tingmo didn't have much communication, but he sped up and stepped up quietly.

Nevertheless, the wheelchair is still stable and reassuring. To the front corner of the place, often porridge porridge really see a path.

This path runs through the whole sea of flowers. It can be roughly three or four people in parallel. There are still all kinds of gravel on the road.

The difference is that the stones on the road seem more delicate.

From the color of the stone can be reflected, the whole body of the stone is still smooth, but the color is different.

The disorderly arrangement is surprisingly good-looking. If it's not for my feet, I really want to have a try myself.

"Across the path, ahead of you!" The little guy took the lead to walk in and turned to explain for Chang Cong.

Skirt body with the rotation of shallot dancing, in this sea of flowers, it is more and more like a elf.

"Well." Chang Cong nodded, indicating that he knew.

Feng Tingmo didn't stop too much and pushed his wheelchair forward.

Often gruel gruel heart silently sigh, this man, this will seem gentle a lot.

Then he broke his own ideas, what gentle, must be his illusion.

Satisfied with a deep breath, let the rich fragrance of flowers fill their chest.

Often gruel can't help but squint, curved into crescent shape.

Open your hands as if to embrace this sea of flowers.

This will be the position gradually close to the core of the flower sea. It can be said that they are really surrounded by the whole flower sea now.

The full-bodied fragrance of flowers permeates the cells of their whole body, making people feel happy.

Chang Cong is like this at the moment.

It's obvious pleasure to be full of heart and eyes. I haven't been so relaxed for a long time.

It's like the homing of a migratory bird.

And the closer to the depth of this sea of flowers, the more strange a sense of familiarity.

Often porridge porridge does not explain this sudden sense of familiarity.

In her memory, it was the first time that she saw such a big sunflower sea, and it was the first time that she could get so close.

But there seems to be a voice calling her from the bottom of my heart, just like belonging

Force down the fluctuations in the bottom of my heart, and let myself put into the enjoyment in front of me.

If you have time to think about what you don't have, it's better to live in the moment.

Others, just let it be.

"Are you happy?" Often gruel just put the thoughts back, ready to embrace the sea of flowers, the man behind suddenly made a sound.

It's probably because changcong is really relaxing, and it's not so repulsive to men.

After all, how to say, this is a man's blessing, this is someone else's garden.

"Well, very happy." The tone was full of jumping joy.

"I like sunflowers for no reason, and the closer I get to her, the more belonging I feel." Perhaps this will put down the atrium, often porridge porridge spontaneously told his feelings all told Feng Tingmo.

This meeting, she just wants to talk to people.

Probably because the man's steady push gave her a sense of security, so she was willing to tell him this.

Of course, maybe there are some unclear factors in it, but Chang didn't notice it.

"Is it?" The man did not say anything, just light left two words.

But often porridge can not see the place, the eyes is a moment dark down.

Inexplicably like it

Some mixed thoughts, the woman also said like sunflowers, because it can give her a sense of belonging

As like as two peas, say it again from the woman's mouth.

Similar eyes, views on the painting, inexplicable love for sunflowers

Everything is too coincidental, it seems too elaborate planning.

Feng Ting did not look at Chang Cong's expression, with examination, with cold sharp, but also with a trace of hesitation hidden in the depth.

Woman, what is your purpose?

I have to say that if all this is really planning, then this woman is very successful.

Because she hid her identity so well.

So good that his people haven't found any clues yet.

Feng Tingmo's eyes flashed again.

I hope you must hide well and don't get caught by him. Otherwise

Feng Ting Mo this myriad thoughts, often porridge naturally do not know.

"Well, it's strange, isn't it?" She is still immersed in the problem of Feng Tingmo.

This is probably the first time that she has had such a quiet conversation with this man.

Chang Cong is quite novel and happy to say more. After all, such scenes are rare.

Of course, this is based on the fact that she does not know that the man behind her is doubting her.

Otherwise, the atmosphere would not be so calm.

"Probably with this kind of flower predestined relationship, that's why I like it so inexplicably." Often porridge porridge is happy at ease, to find a good reason for themselves, mouth slightly up, full of pleasure.

"Baba said, the hemp of shallot flower also likes this kind of flower very much!" The little guy was bouncing along in front of him. He rubbed the stones on the ground with his shoes from time to time. Otherwise, he would squat down and touch them with his hands. He had a good time.

Don't know when to start, also listen to often porridge words.

This meeting is Deng Deng Deng to run to come over, to often porridge say.

There was a flash in his eyes, with some joy.

"Is it?" Chang Cong was a little surprised, but he didn't expect such a crop.

That's a coincidence.

Think about it, but it's a reaction.

No wonder there is such a big sea of sunflowers in fengzhai. Previously, she thought it was because fengtingmo liked it.

After all, it looks so precious that outsiders are not even allowed to come in.

It seems that Xiao Conghua's mother likes it, so he will do it.

Well, it looks like the plot of those novels I read before.

Yes, Chang Cong used to have a hobby, that is, reading novels like "overbearing president falls in love with me".

Although I know that the plot of this kind of novel is quite brainless, I know it's all fake at a glance.

But it can satisfy people's girlish heart very well! So no matter what's true or false, it's good-looking, isn't it?

The words and acting style of the overbearing president in the article can easily stir people's heartstrings.

It not only makes her shy, but also makes her blush and heart beat faster.

My heart is beating, and I can't stop.

So there are many such books at home, all of which are her treasures.