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Chapter 415 415. The Story of the Photo

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    How could Gu Xiangyi fail to see that Huajun didn't like Ah Feng.  She already knew.

    Who can like a person who covets his belongings!

    However, she, Gu Xiangyi, was not his Huayun's property.

    Gu Xiangyi said, "Brother Zeng, you did a good job just now, I really want Ah Feng to live here. My friendship with Ah Feng is actually no worse than that with your husband. It's just that I have no fate with him.  Ah Feng is a person worthy of friendship, let's treat him as a distinguished guest or a member of our family, and don't make him feel uncomfortable."

    Brother Zeng was very emotional.  The master can talk to himself like this, it really treats him as a family.

    He nodded, "Okay, I know what to do."

    Gu Xiangyi went back to her room, checked the bedroom and study room, but did not find Hua Yun.

    She smiled slightly, not knowing if she was laughing at herself or him.

    After taking a bath, she went to the study to continue her work without distractions, and had already forgotten the unpleasantness just now.

    Hua Yun did not go far, but went to the greenhouse alone to stay.

    He has always been taking care of this greenhouse by himself, and even Mr. Gu hasn't gone in to see it yet.

    It's not that he didn't want people to see it, but that no one asked to see it.  Hua Yun is not the kind of flamboyant person. Although he has no bottom line against the little devil, he is actually quite restrained.

    There are not many rare and valuable flowers in the flower room, otherwise they would not survive as Hua Yun, an amateur and unreliable flower farmer.  In the huge greenhouse, there is only one plant, Linglong bean, Linglong bean of various colors.  The red ones are acacia beans.

    He took the flower scissors and carefully trimmed the wildly growing branches one by one. He was intoxicated by it, and time passed without knowing it.

    In the end, he picked out a few sticks of red beans with plump beans and smooth color, tied them into fluffy bunches with the Hylar grass hanging on the wall, and walked home under the moonlight.

    The little devil hasn't rested yet, Hua Yun gently put the flower branch in the vase in the living room, and then went to the bedroom to take a bath.

    Gu Xiangyi was staring at time in a daze about what kind of design a brooch with the theme of four-leaf clover should be.

    The state of her thinking is in a daze, almost entering meditation.

    She didn't even notice that Hua Yun gently hugged her behind her back.

    Seeing that the little devil was too quiet, Hua Yun saw her work on the computer screen as soon as she lowered her head.

    Can't help but burst out laughing.  An afternoon of unhappiness, just like that, disappeared.

    Yes, even though the little devil despises him so much, he is indeed the only one who can walk into the depths of her soul.

    This is an evening water lily, a lazy sunset, a purple water lily that is about to bloom, and the overall tone is colder and darker.

    However, in the upper left corner, there is a gap in the sea of ??water lilies. The setting sun just shines into the water surface, sparkling, and the golden light suddenly appears, which is quite rustling and red, so the whole artistic conception becomes majestic again.

    With a low and hoarse voice, Hua Yun leaned into the little devil's ear, "Want to hear the story of this photo?"

    Gu Xiangyi was taken aback, and just as he turned his head around, his lips were held by someone.

    But Hua Yun just tasted it.  He pulled the chair away, turned around, picked up the person, sat on the swivel chair himself, put the person on his lap, and began to tell stories in a low voice.

    "This is a small town in the south, a very old town, but it is not famous and remote. There are not many people in the town, and there are no high-rise buildings. It is called Guanyin Town, Xiangxiang, and it is the ancestral home of your grandfather." (Remember  Website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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