C700

Fu Shenxing got up and listened to a call from behind.

"Little uncle..."

She just woke up, and her voice was still a little hoarse. It was this timbre that hit his heart.

It's like two people last night

He realized that he thought too much, blushed and pretended to be calm.

"Good morning Good morning. "

"Why are you stuttering?"

Let xiaonuo get out of bed and get close to him.

"My face is a little red, isn't it sick?"

"Well No

He coughed gently, and did not go to the beginning, by the way, he changed the topic: "there is no class today, where are you going?"

When he asked, there was a glimmer of expectation in her eyes.

"Little uncle, do you have free time today?"

"I..."

He wanted to say no, but when he saw what she was looking forward to, he couldn't help but change his words: "yes, it can be in the afternoon."

There is a meeting to attend in the afternoon, but he is just a spectator. If he does not attend, there will be no big problem.

He was about to call the person in charge of connecting with him, but the other party called first.

"What's the matter?"

"Mr. Fu, there are a lot of handover contents recently, but you haven't graduated from school, so you don't have to continue to hand over today."

"I see."

A few simple explanations ended the call.

"What's the matter, little uncle?"

Fu Shenxing also found it strange.

"I don't know why. Tell me there's no need to hand over today."

"Dad is very fast..."

Let xiaonuo whisper.

"What do you say?"

"No It's nothing. "

Rong xiaonuo quickly changed the topic and said, "is this not good? You'll have time to play with me. I'm happy anyway

"Well, good."

Fu Shenxing's lips rippled with a faint smile and asked, "where do you want to go?"

Rong xiaonuo thought for a while and had an idea.

"Take me to the tulip sea in the western suburbs."

She heard that there was a large field of tulip flowers in the western suburbs, all kinds of colors, and it was the right season to bloom.

"That's it?"

"Well."

……

Fu Shenxing drove her to the western suburbs. As soon as she got off the car, she saw a large area of tulips, which was a sea of flowers.

"How beautiful..."

He turned his face to see the light in her eyes, and slowly hooked his lips.

"Let's go."

He naturally took her hand and led her inside.

Just into the park is not far away, there are several wreath selling stalls.

Rong xiaonuo stopped and stopped in front of an old woman's stall.

Although the wreaths were similar, she thought the color of the old lady's house was the best.

He only looked at it and understood her intention. He picked the only blue and white garland and handed it to Rong xiaonuo.

The girl turned to look at him and said curiously, "uncle, how do you know what I want is this one?"

"You can see it in your eyes. Besides, blue and white are your favorite color."

Rong xiaonuo gently "Oh" a, the corner of the mouth slightly up, good mood.

The old woman looked at them, and her wrinkled faces were also full of smiles.

"Girl, young man, you two have a good relationship. Are you young lovers?"

Rong xiaonuo was frightened by her words and quickly shook his head: "no, we are..."

"Yes."

Fu Shenxing took her by the shoulder and held her in his arms, smiling at the old woman.

The girl looked at him in disbelief.

How can my little uncle talk? They are not

"Yes, you are a good match. You must live a good life."

"We will."

After checking out, Fu Shenxing took her hand and went to the next station.

She kept her head down all the way, afraid to look at him and think about his intentions.

She can't see, walking in front of him, the smile under the eyes is more and more thick.

After struggling all the way, she finally couldn't help asking him, "we are not Why don't you explain? "

"Not what?"

Fu Shenxing asked knowingly, with a little more banter in his eyes.

"Just..."

She was shy to say those two words, especially after being misunderstood by others.

He put a wreath on her head, arranged her hair and said with a smile, "I don't care about being misunderstood. If you do, I can explain next time."

"In fact I don't mind too much, but it's a little strange. "She didn't know what she was feeling.

She didn't resent it. After all, she didn't have to explain clearly just now. She just wanted to know what he thought.

"You..."

"Well?"

Staring at by his dark eyes, she didn't know what to say for a moment, so she could only shake her head.

"Nothing, just a call."

"Good."

The two then walked deep into the tulip field, where visitors could watch and walk.

In the flower field, bees are buzzing, butterflies are flying, and bright and moving girls constitute a beautiful painting.

"Xiao Nuo."

Fu Shenxing called her name behind her. She turned back subconsciously and only heard a "click".

Rong xiaonuo realized that he had been photographed and said angrily, "I'm not ready. My expression must be ugly. Why do you want to capture me? It's too much!"

"No, it's beautiful."

"I don't believe it. You guys can't flatter me by taking pictures. Show me."

Fu Shenxing has no choice but to hand her the mobile phone. How much does this girl not believe in his photography technology?

As soon as she looked at it, she was more beautiful than she thought.

"I didn't expect that you would be able to find an angle when taking pictures, eh I take back what I said

"It's you who look good."

Fu Shenxing is not stingy with praise, and every word is from the heart.

"Well, my uncle's face is so low and red

"In my heart, you are the best."

As she spoke, a butterfly flew over and landed on her shoulder.

She turned her head slightly and looked at the butterfly on her shoulder.

Its wings flutter gently, colorful, looks really beautiful.

Fu Shenxing reached out to catch the butterfly, which fluttered its wings and flew away from her shoulder.

"What are you doing..."

Rong xiaonuo glared at him angrily and said, "it's you who scared the butterfly away."

"I wanted to help you catch it. I didn't expect it to react so fast."

She didn't expect him to say that, and asked, "why catch it?"

Fu Shenxing's thoughts are wandering, as if returning to a long time ago.

At that time, Hou Rong xiaonuo liked to follow him and was curious about everything.

Once I saw a beautiful butterfly, I had to catch it. Finally, I flew away.

"Don't you remember how long you cried when you didn't catch the butterfly?"

Rong xiaonuo blurs some impressions and snorts.

"It was a child, and I'm growing up now."

She looked up at the air, raised a smile: "free, it is the world it yearns for, I can not hold it."

"Well, as expected, I grew up..."