Xia jingnian returned to the villa and said to Gong Heng, "I'll go upstairs and have a rest."

Gong Heng nodded, "I'll take her out."

"When I came back just now, I had already strolled around for her. She may be hungry. You can ask someone to get some food for her later."

Xia jingnian left, Gong Heng ordered her nose and asked her with a smile: "xiaoqingqing, are you hungry, do you want to eat something?"

Tang Qing opened his eyes a little incredulous: "what do you call me?"

Gong Heng is very casual: "although you are bigger than me, but I am higher than you. What's wrong with you

"Little kiss"?

Tang Qing couldn't stand his numbness. She couldn't think that his good name could be matched with such disgusting Bala in his mouth. She told him seriously: "don't call me like this."

Gong Heng hemmed and hawed twice, "it's just a name. Why are you so serious. If you are not happy, you can call me... " He stopped, and his beautiful eyes turned around. It seemed that he thought of a very interesting idea. He squeezed his eyes at Tang Qing. "You can call me" old palace. "

Tang Qing was shocked again by his shameless face.

She glared at those big eyes and couldn't help thinking, is this guy's face made of cowhide?

However, Gong Heng seemed to be very satisfied with his proposal and nodded, "well, it's settled. Don't call me my name in the future, remember to call me 'Laogong'".

Tang Qing "..." For a long time, she couldn't stand Gong Heng's thick skin. Even though this guy was younger than her, he still took advantage of her verbally.

"I want to rest," she said with a cold face

Gong Heng pushed her to the garden. "You sleep all day. Do you think it's your cat? Twenty four hours of sleep? Go out and bask in the sun. When jingnian wakes up, we'll eat together. "

The warm island is like spring all the year round. In the garden are the trees and flowers collected by Gong Heng from various countries. As soon as you push the door out, the fragrance of flowers will come. Tang Qing sits there and looks at all kinds of flowers in front of him, but he can't help but think of the osmanthus trees planted by Xiao Fengting.

Spring is coming, and osmanthus is also in bloom. I don't know what kind of scene is in the garden of Xiaofu

If a person has lived in a place for a long time, will she subconsciously regard that place as her hometown? Otherwise, how could she think of Xiao Fengting's garden inexplicably.

*

the door of the study is tightly closed.

Xia Ning chat hesitated at the door for a long time, then carefully unscrewed the door.

At this moment, it is already daybreak, Xiao Fengting has locked himself in his room all night.

She knew that in his present state, he should be left alone, but she could not help it because she was worried about him.

All the bones on the mountain have been picked up, and the pension has been arranged in place. For people in Tongcheng, the fire on the mountain is an old news of the past, and it is not worth mentioning gossip after tea.

For some people, the fire almost killed him.

The traces of fire, engraved on his soul, burned his living soul black.

From his appearance, he is still what he used to look like, but people who are familiar with him know that something has been lost from him.

In his whole life, others always think that he has gained a lot, but Xia Ning talks year by year, but he only thinks that he gets too little and loses too much.