Quick Wear: The paranoid beauty grabs the waist and spoils her

After the meal, Nan Xiang helped the host with some things, and the progress of his good deeds increased by two points.

She walked around the village alone.

After a while, she reached the hillside behind the village.

Nanxiang, who was still bored at first, felt even happier when he saw the scenery on the hillside.

I saw many hibiscus trees planted on the hillside. It was July. These hibiscus trees were blooming with beautiful flowers, including pink, pure white, lavender, purple-red, white like snow, and pink. The ones are like clouds and the purple ones are like dreams.

Everywhere you look, there is a sea of ​​dreamy hibiscus flowers.

These hibiscus flowers grow freely and bloom with their beauty in the morning sun.

Compared with the hibiscus flowers in the courtyard, it is more casual and wild.

From the village to the back mountain, she passed several houses. Almost every house planted a hibiscus tree, which added a bit of beauty to the village where she stopped casually.

Nanxiang wanted to pick some hibiscus flowers, but she was hesitant.

While she was hesitating, a villager from Hibiscus Village passed by next to her.

Nanxiang stopped the villager:

"Uncle, these hibiscus flowers are so beautiful!"

Hearing this, when the uncle saw Nan Xiang, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and soon he smiled knowingly,

"Girl, are you a guest of Mu Qi's family? The hibiscus flower on the hillside was planted by the villagers in our village, and it finally became this scene.

You can pick all the hibiscus flowers. If you like it, girl, you can pick it as you like! "

After saying that, the uncle waved proudly.

"Thank you, uncle!" Nan Xiang smiled and saluted with his hands in hand.

The uncle patted Nan Xiang on the shoulder and said with a hearty smile:

"Girl, why are you so polite!"

As he spoke, he found a small basket among the farm tools he was carrying and gave it to Nan Xiang.

"Girl, use this basket to hold hibiscus flowers!"

Nan Xiang accepted his uncle's kindness and thanked him.

The uncle smiled, took his farm tools and went back.

Nan Xiang brought a small basket and started picking hibiscus flowers.

Unconsciously, she walked into the depths of the hibiscus forest.

Suddenly, Nanxiang seemed to hear something.

She turned around and saw a tall figure.

It was the silver-haired man from last night who looked a little strange and dangerous.

It's just that the feeling he gives people today is a little different from yesterday.

Wearing a moon-white robe, her silver hair was lightly tied with a simple white jade hairpin, and the remaining silver hair hung down naturally. She held a lavender hibiscus garland in her hand. The whole outfit blurred the sharp and gloomy temperament, giving people A kind of gentle and elegant feeling of a noble son of aristocratic family.

When Nan Xiang looked into those red eyes, he always felt like he was going to indulge in them.

She shifted her gaze and unconsciously tightened the clothes on her hips with her hands.

"coincidence!"

Feeling that the little girl was a little nervous, a smile flashed across Feng Chenyu's eyes.

"It's a coincidence indeed."

"Thank you for making breakfast this morning. It was delicious."

"If you like it, I can keep making it for you in the future."

As he said that, Feng Chenyu suddenly took a few steps closer.

Nan Xiang quickly took a few steps back and smiled.

"This is too troublesome for you. Besides, we don't know each other well."

The man paused for a while, still with a gentle smile on his eyebrows:

"It's not troublesome. You'll get to know each other naturally after getting along for a long time."

Nanxiang:……

Nan Xiang smiled: "Master Feng, are you very free?"

Hearing this, the man nodded thoughtfully:

"It's really leisurely."

Nan Xiang then thought about it, if that was the case, then she wouldn't be polite.

With the plan in mind, Nan Xiang put the small basket aside, pulled Feng Chenyu over, stood on tiptoes, and met the thin lips that she had dreamed about in her dream last night.

When the little girl suddenly said this, Feng Chenyu's mind went blank for a moment.

Soon he reacted, and an indescribable feeling of joy filled his heart.

He put his arms around Nan Xiang's waist, leaned down and responded to the girl, fiercely and gently.

Just like him, he feels extremely contradictory yet extremely harmonious.

The lavender hibiscus flower garland knitted in my hands has fallen to the ground, splashing petals on the ground.

In a sea of ​​hibiscus flowers, Nan Xiang and Feng Chenyu test each other and fall together.

Green silk and silver hair are entangled, hibiscus flowers are swaying in the breeze, this moment is a beautiful eternity.

After a long time, they separated.

Feng Chenyu's voice was slightly hoarse, and her phoenix eyes were filled with shocking possessiveness and extreme doting.

"Miss Nan, what do you mean?"

Nan Xiang picked up the small basket on the side and said, "What do you think?"

Feng Chenyu took the small basket from Nan Xiang's hand and carried it on his back:

"In that case, I will assume that Anan has complied with my request."

Hearing that sound, Nan Xiang felt numb all over. She patted Feng Chenyu and said,

"Who are you calling Anan?"

Feng Chenyu replied very sincerely: "You."

Nan Xiang was flustered after hooking up with the beauty, but still had a slight smile on his face.

"Master Feng, your wreath has fallen off."

Feng Chenyu glanced at it lightly, then looked at Nanxiang,

"Don't worry, I can make up another one."

"Would this be too much trouble for you?" Nan Xiang asked.

The man made the wreath as he was told. He selected some lavender flowers and started weaving the wreath.

"No trouble. Why bother between you and me?"

Nan Xiang's attention was attracted by the man's beautiful, slender hands braided with garlands.

For a moment, I couldn't hear what the man said clearly.

"This wreath was originally given to you."

Nan Xiang raised his head and moved closer to Feng Chenyu: "What did you just say?"

Feng Chenyu raised his eyes and looked at the innocent and kind-hearted little girl, and said angrily:

"Forget it if you don't know."

Seeing the man angry and depressed, Nan Xiang smiled and placed a kiss on his cheek:

"I got it, boyfriend."

Although I don't know what boyfriend means, it should be what he guessed.

He would not interfere with the little girl's affairs, but with his own affairs, Feng Chenyu hoped that the little girl could understand him better.

In this way, he can be fair and aboveboard.

While weaving the wreath, Feng Chenyu did not give Nan Xiang a "lesson", but wrote it down in his accounting book.

I'll find the little girl later and settle the matter slowly.

Seeing that the wreath in Feng Chenyu's hand was about to take shape, Nan Xiang thought about making a wreath too.

She looked at the purple, white, and pink flowers in the basket, with a hint of cunning flashing in her eyes.

Nanxiang selected all the pink hibiscus flowers and started making her wreath.

Feng Chenyu noticed the little girl's movements and smiled helplessly.

Soon his garland was finished. He held the newly woven lavender garland in his hand and looked tenderly at the little girl who was carefully weaving the garland.

"Anan, are you weaving this pink wreath for me?"

When Nan Xiang heard this, he paused, raised his eyes to look at a gentle man, and nodded naturally:

"Yes. This pink color matches your silver hair so well!"

Feng Chenyu nodded slightly: "Yes, it matches well."

At the end, he added: "We are a good match."