Zhao Qiqing held him and calmed down. Then she withdrew from his arms.

As Fu xishen said, when I see these flowers, I seem to see myself who expected Fu xishen to turn back.

"I'm in a good mood now. I don't want to talk about some unhappy things with you!" Zhao Qiqing said happily, "who planted this place? These flowers are very difficult to grow. I want to see him. It's so powerful that I have to dig people away."

"Oh? Really?" Fu xishen approached and said, "you don't have to dig someone away. What if he wants to go with you?"

"Really?" Zhao Qiqing looked at him strangely: "he won't know me. How can he just follow me?"

"Really, but I do know you, acquaintances. You can rest assured when you use it." Fu xishen followed, but the smile in his eyes was more and more obvious.

Zhao Qiqing feels something wrong. What talent is so happy to be poached?

Her eyes turned and finally fell on the person in front of her: "the person you said about planting won't be yourself?"

"You're smart. You've been guessed." Fu xishen said with a smile, "well, since you appreciate this planter so much, take it away quickly. After all, if you miss this village, there will be no shop."

"Isn't it? Then it's reasonable that I should run away with people who are not afraid." Zhao Qiqing said proudly.

"That's not necessarily. After all, gardeners also have to live. If they meet others, the price is higher," Fu xishen said.

"Then go with others. There are so many talents. I don't believe I can't find them." Zhao Qiqing also turned very smartly, as if she really didn't intend to think about it again.

Fu xishen looked at her back and smiled and scolded: "little heartless."

Zhao Qiqing was suddenly pulled back. If she didn't brake in time, maybe she would directly hit Fu xishen's chin#@$& amp;

"You, what are you doing?" Zhao Qiqing looked at her close cheek and swallowed her saliva.

Fu xishen looked at her Adam's apple, moved slightly and kissed her.

People, flowers and eyes, as if everything was just right, appeared in front of Zhao Qiqing.

Isn't such a beautiful moment really a dream?

Zhao Qiqing seemed to hear the sound of coughing just when they were still inseparable from each other& amp; (&

She was so excited that she immediately pushed Fu xishen away.

Like a schoolboy caught in a bag, he stood up and looked at the man: "grandparent, grandparent"

Zhao Qiqing had felt the heat in her body gradually climbing up her cheeks. She stood still and dared not move.

"Grandma, when did you come?" Compared with Zhao Qiqing, Fu xishen was not so shy. He took Zhao Qiqing and stood in the glass room.

"Oh, you said you brought Xiaoqing back. Why are you making out here instead of bringing people back to the house?" Grandma complained, but the smile on her face did not decrease: "you big man are not ashamed and don't think about Qiqing? Look at our Xiaoqing's face, like a duck."

"Grandma, when did you come?" Zhao Qiqing felt that her face was even hotter after listening to her grandmother.

"I haven't been here long. I just accidentally itched my throat. I couldn't help but make a noise." The old lady seemed a little annoyed.

"Well, grandma, stop teasing her." Fu xishen protected Zhao Qiqing: "let's go inside and talk."

"Oh, you know how to take care of me now. Why didn't you come to see me directly when you brought someone back?" The old lady pretended to be angry and said, "Xiao Qing, he's here to make you happy. You have to polish your eyes. This man's mouth is used to lying."

Fu xishen listened to his grandmother constantly discredit himself in front of Zhao Qiqing, but said, "grandmother"

Zhao Qiqing followed her into the glass room. The decoration inside didn't change much. She occasionally came to see the old lady secretly, but after all, she didn't have much time.

They were almost disconnected at that time, and they had no identity to come back.

This gradually did not come again, which is also Zhao Qiqing's regret.

Now looking at the old lady's health, she seems to be in a better state than before. Zhao Qiqing is relieved: "grandma, I'm really happy to see you again."

"You child, don't come and see if your grandmother can be happy?" Grandma patted Zhao Qiqing's hand and said with regret: "you haven't come for so many years, but let me miss you."

Zhao Qiqing listened to the familiar words of concern, and her tears kept turning in her eyes: "grandma, it's my fault that she didn't come before, but not after."

She looked at Fu xishen again: "even if ah Shen has someone else in the future, I will come!"

Grandma listened to this and stared at Fu xishen deeply: "if you don't talk to him, I'm also your grandmother! Besides, Xiaoqing, you're the only granddaughter-in-law in our family! I don't admit anyone else!"

Zhao Qiqing's tears pattered down, which worried the old lady: "don't cry, child, why are you still crying?"

"I just feel like Grandma." Zhao Qiqing hugged the old lady and said stiffly.

Fu xishen looked at such a scene, silent did not break them.

Old lady Fu patted Zhao Qiqing on the back and persuaded him, "good boy, you've suffered. It's our ah Shen who didn't take good care of you. I also know that our ah shen wants you to go back to Fu's house recently. If you don't like him, don't take into account the old woman and me. Happiness is the most important thing in your life."

"Grandma." Zhao Qiqing shook her head, grabbed the old lady's hand and promised, "don't worry."

"Grandma, you're wrong." Fu xishen frowned and said, "she can't not like me."

The atmosphere of the two women crying bitterly was suddenly destroyed. Old lady Fu stared at Fu xishen: "where do you get confidence!"

"She can only marry me, and I can only marry her." Fu xishen still stressed.

Old lady Fu looked at Zhao Qiqing again: "don't listen to him. Our family doesn't do that kind of forced twisting of melons!"

"Pooh." Zhao Qiqing had tears in her eyes, but when she heard old lady Fu say this, she couldn't help laughing: "grandma, do you know that forcing a twist is not sweet?"

"Of course, I also watch TV dramas!" Old lady Fu said proudly, "but ah Shen is right. He will only marry you."

Zhao Qiqing looked at Fu xishen, who nodded in agreement.

"Grandma, let's stop talking about this!" Zhao Qiqing said coquettishly, "what TV dramas do you usually watch?"

Their topic seemed to exclude Fu xishen, and even they directly turned on the TV to watch with relish.