rose flower and humidifier

Chi Ji was startled when he heard that, and laughed, patted the little alien's face with both hands, and said in a warm voice, "Oh, why are you so cute? Do you spend all your time with you? I plan to go out with you to play, while I can still walk, I will try to walk all the places I haven't been to..."

Bo Yan's cheeks were pressed to the middle by his palm, and his lips were raised a little, making this mature and handsome face look a little funny like never before.Bo Yan still looked at him upright and docilely, without even the slightest intention of protesting, nor did he try to rescue himself from his clutches.

He just looked at him for a while, lowered his head silently, and leaned towards Chi Ji little by little with little effort.Chi Ji's hand was still on his cheek, and he was driven to withdraw it like this.

Little Rose's dark pupils slowly enlarged, and Bo Yan's melancholy expression was reflected in the clear pupils. "What's the matter?" He asked in a low voice, but the distance was too close, and the breath with a faint rose fragrance could not escape, lingering between their breaths.

Bo Yan's forehead was lightly pressed against his, and at this distance, Chi Ji couldn't see anything clearly, but Bo Yan's emotions were too heavy, so he just moved close to him, as if he could transmit emotions to him through contact.

"It's okay." Chi Ji was also infected and became uneasy. He repeated it several times in a low voice, and noticed that Bo Yan's heartbeat seemed to have finally calmed down a bit, and there was an inexplicable sweet soreness in his heart.

He opened his mouth slightly, trying to jokingly say "I'm so nervous" to neutralize the atmosphere, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Now it's fine, it's fine.

·

"Uncle, you won't stop me this time, will you?" In the conference hall, the emergency meeting of Ju Feng's core executives had just ended, and there were only a few people left in the front row of the long table.

There is a bright and plump apple on the white dinner plate in front of Fengping. The 12-year-old child plays with a small knife with his fingertips, chopping into the apple one by one in boredom.The apple had been poked by him countless times, and the surface was still intact.

The rest of the core members all looked at the gloomy man in the middle.

"what."

Hearing his plain answer without any negative intention, Fengping finally smiled.When he put away the small blade at his fingertips, the handle of the knife inadvertently knocked on the plate, and the fruit that had just been intact turned into a puddle of mud in an instant.

"We don't know who helped him yet." A man slightly younger than Feng Shao said politely, "We have collected all the residual data of 'Infinity Broadcasting'. Technically, we can't do it, and Antarctica can't do it either. Now, as for the hackers, seven of them have been caught, and they all admitted within 3 minutes that they were lying."

Young Master Feng looked at the door, with a look of cruelty in his eyes, and he glanced at Fengping lightly. There was a miserable scream.

Feng Ping rushed to the door a few times, and brought in the uninvited guest who was lingering outside the door and refused to leave. Although the man was thin, he was still an adult, and he slipped to the front of the chief seat without any effort. After a glance, he said with disdain: "Why is it you again, uncle, this person is so annoying."

Xia Qing held his right hand that had a bloody hole in it, and wanted to howl in pain, but he didn't dare to make a sound, just crawled at Feng Shao's feet and couldn't stop shaking.

He was much more haggard than before, but this time he mustered up the courage to come to find Feng Shao, but he took a lot of drugs. Seeing that he finally regained his former style, he was chopped off by Feng Ping.

The graceful white lotus has turned into crumpled pickles.

However, Xia Qing didn't know what he looked like now. He still hoped that Young Master Feng would take pity on him as usual. Among the devils in the Feng family, Young Master Feng, who was in power, still had some ordinary feelings.

He timidly crawled forward, tried to reach out to Young Master Feng, stretched out the wounded hand that was bleeding continuously, and begged for mercy in his usual flattering tone: "Master..."

Feng took a quick look at the bloody hole, the white lotus petals around the palm had turned back, the petals were stained with blood, and they greedily absorbed the blood.

He turned his head in disgust, and pouted at the gentle young man. The man shrugged, threw a bottle to Xia Qing, and rolled on the ground a few times before reaching Xia Qing's feet.

Xia Qing hurriedly thanked him, and rubbed the liquid in the bottle on the blood hole in his right hand. It did have a special effect, and the wound healed quickly.It's just that while he was trembling, he suddenly saw the dry and withered skin of his left hand, and the blood on his face faded for a moment, which was more shocking than being injured.

"Tell me, what's the matter." Feng Shao's tone was still calm, Xia Qing lowered his head, not daring to let him see his current face.

"Bo Yan, that person is Bo Yan!" Xia Qing gritted his teeth, not daring to dawdle, and said the most important thing.

Feng Shao frowned, and after looking at the rest of the people, he repeated lightly: "Bo Yan?"

"It's him! It must be him!" Xia Qing finally said that he had doubted that person before, but was countered.

"I thought you might be troubled by this, so I rushed over immediately, but I didn't expect to cause your misunderstanding..." Xia Qing rested his forehead on the ground, carefully concealing his hoarse voice, hoping to be rewarded for providing information.

He timidly took out the chip that stored all the information about Bo Yan, holding it up with both hands enduring the pain.

The people around Feng Shao took the chip, got up and went to the small room behind the conference hall to check it. After 3 minutes, he came out with an ugly face and whispered something to Feng Shao.

Xia Qing kept leaning over and bowing his head, not daring to move. He heard the chair sliding and footsteps, and those people all left the room to check the information he provided.Only Fengping had been sitting opposite, a pair of light boots hitting the ground, the sound made him tremble.

Xia Qing trembled slightly, fearful and expectant.Feng Shao has always been very clear about rewards and punishments. Once he succeeds, he will get the reward he has dreamed of...

·

The day before he set off to travel to another continent, Chi Ji got up early and rubbed his eyes to bask in the sun on the balcony.

The balcony connects the living room and the bedroom. He leaned against the window and accidentally glanced at the living room, and found that Bo Yan was sitting on the sofa motionless, as if in a trance.

During the few days when he stayed behind closed doors, sorting out his belongings and property under his name, Bo Yan was always with him.Most of the time, Bo Yan will look at him normally, or talk to him, or do his own things, but occasionally he will be like this, with his eyes closed but not sleeping, and he can't even notice that someone is approaching.

Chi Ji wanted to ask a few times, but he didn't ask.Everyone has their own secrets.

Chi Ji looked at it for a while, then lowered his head to open the pocket watch that never left his body.

Another week?two weeks?

Can't waste any more time.

He returned to the bedroom, closed the doors and windows, turned on the lamp, sat at the desk, and began to write a letter seriously.

The green shadows are whirling, and the leaves consciously fall on the large black wooden tabletop, splicing into a piece of flexible green letter paper.

The stems stretch out, and the extremely thin dark green fibers interweave into ink, weaving immature and round characters on the paper.

Bo Yan,

By the time you read this letter, I will already be with my family.I hope that we have completed the planned journey as we wished. I am happy every day with you and hope you are all well.

I don't know if I have helped you find the "meaning" you are looking for, but in the process of helping you find it, I have already found my own "meaning"...

If, I mean if, if I had more time, I wish our trip could be longer.You showed me your hometown, but I haven't seen it with my own eyes.The road you have traveled is very long, and I also want to see more scenery with you.

Very happy, very happy, very happy.

I will always miss you.

Chi Ji.

After the dark green ink finished weaving the last symbol automatically, Chi Ji looked at the letter paper lying quietly on the table, stretched out his hand and folded it into three folds, then took a deep breath, grabbed the letter paper and slid it deep into the neckline A long branch came out, pulling out a poor crimson flower bud with an opening, staring at the trembling flower bud, and said in a bad tone: "Be brave."

He grabbed the bud in a dignified manner and forced it to spit out a petal to use as a sealant, as if the pain from falling petals was not his own.

The bud shrank pitifully for a long time, and finally reluctantly dropped a piece of the outermost crimson petal, and aggrievedly flowed out half a drop of fragrant flower juice.

Chi Ji picked up the petals with his index finger, and lightly pressed on the opening of the "envelope", stained with green ink for a while, and wrote "adult" on the posting time.

The pocket watch on the table jumped slightly, and the letter slowly disappeared into the air, as if everything just now was a dream.