The red roses in the back garden are still so beautiful. \ I don't know how long it took, and someone slapped him on the shoulder.
Yan Yanqi suddenly came back to his senses, and what he faced was a pair of somewhat lazy eyes.
"Young Master Feng, why are you back" Yan Yanqi stood up in surprise and looked at Feng Jin behind him incredulously.
Shouldn't he be at school now, how did he come back Feng Jin sighed, then looked her up and down, and saw that she was fine, so he said: "It's so boring, I'll tell the seventh master that I'm not feeling well and come back." ” Yan Yanqi raised his eyebrows, and then ruthlessly debunked: "You want to come back and sleep comfortably."
"You're the truth." was exposed, and Feng Jin didn't say anything embarrassing.
Passing over her, his gaze fell on the roses behind her, and then he pursed his lips, looked at Yan Yanqi and said, "Do you know who this rose was planted by the seventh master?"
"Hmm" Hearing this, Yan Yanqi looked surprised.
Listening to Feng Jin's meaning, he is saying that these roses were planted by the Seventh Master for others "This is not the seventh master's own", doesn't the seventh master take this flower as his life, and he likes it very much "Of course not."
Feng Jin shook his head firmly: "The Seventh Master hates red the most, including red things."
You don't know."
Yan Yanqi frowned.
She knows that.
"So, the seventh master also hates this red rose" Feng Jin nodded and smiled: "So to speak."
However, this flower was raised by him, and no one else touched it, and he took care of it, which is very strange. ” Seven words tsk twice, who is so charming, it is incredible to let the seventh master help raise flowers.
"You were taken to a villa in the suburbs by Yange," Feng Jin asked.
"Hmm."
Yan Yanqi looked at him, his eyes were full of doubts, that villa seemed to have a story Sure enough, in the next sentence, Feng Jin mentioned the single-family villa again.
"Do you know who lives in that villa?"
Hearing this, Yan Yanqi recalled it and said strangely: "It seems to be very clean inside, but it is very quiet, not like someone is living."
"From the moment she entered, there seemed to be no one.
Moreover, although there is no dust on the tables and chairs, there is no sign of human activity.
Feng Jin admired her a little, "Well, the people who live in it have long since passed away."
She is the mother of words.
This rose is the seed taken from the villa, the only relic of Yan Yan's mother.
As he spoke, he pointed to the rose behind Yan Yanqi.
Word 7: "" The seventh master said that he would feed this rose, and then hand it over to Yanyan.
At least when Yanyan comes home, he won't miss his mother without a thing.
The Seventh Master is very affectionate. ” Yan Yanqi turned around and looked at the dazzling red, a little unconscious.
Bo Qichen actually did so much for the sake of words.
You don't even care about what you hate.
"Little Master Yan may be happy.
Even if he is not here now, there are several young masters who are so unrelenting to look for him and care about him. ” Smacking his lips, Feng Jin said something that Yan Yan Qi didn't understand.
He said, "You are also happy." ” Yan Yanqi raised his eyebrows and looked at Feng Jin, not knowing why.
Feng Jin shrugged his shoulders, then turned around and walked towards the mansion, fool, you are Yanyan
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