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Chapter 132 Yam Pork Rib Soup

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    Yangzhou Yangzhai

    Time flies, and when Mo Xiaoxiao woke up, it was already three days later.

    It was another sunny day, and the morning light came in lavishly, the luxuriously carved wooden windows, a ray of sunlight pierced through the lattice, and the slight breeze swept in through the gaps in the windows, blowing on Mo Xiaoxiao's face  On the ground, the sunlight is mixed with the smell of flowers and plants.

    Mo Xiaoxiao slowly opened her eyes, the light and shadow in front of her eyes overlapped and intertwined, a faint fragrance surrounded her nose slightly, and a completely unfamiliar scene suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.

    "Where am I? I can't remember anything after it's over. This doesn't seem to be a hospital!" Mo Xiaoxiao slowly got up from the light white gauze curtain while hammering her head.  My mind is full of big questions.

    Open your eyes wide, and find that you are sitting and leaning on a gorgeous screen window. The light white curtain is hazy, and through the white screen, you can see a faint light coming in from the screen. You can see that the room is magnificent and elegant.  The environment layout is obviously a room furnished by a girl's family, and the use of warm yellow colors to decorate the huge room suddenly adds a bit of warmth. Mo Xiaoxiao was puzzled, and quickly lifted the veil, from  Jumped off the bed.

    Lifting the bed gauze, Mo Xiaoxiao suddenly realized that the clothes on her body had been changed. At this moment, she was wearing a light yellow satin pajamas, and her cloth shoes under the bed disappeared, turning into a pair of  Soft beige cotton shoes.

    Mo Xiaoxiao suddenly panicked in her heart, groped up and down anxiously, looked inside her clothes, and found that her inner clothes were in good condition, she was relieved, with an uneasy expression on her face, at this time she returned to her clothes.  Slowly become calm.

    Mo Xiaoxiao looked around this completely unfamiliar environment, only to see that in this incomparably luxurious room, besides an exquisite and luxurious large carved foreign bed, there was also a valuable dressing table displayed by the window.  From the half-open window, one can clearly see that the dressing table is shining with golden light, and the dressing table is also painted with beige paint, which fits well with the resplendent and resplendent room. There is a small white jade vase on the table,  There were a few white flowers in the vase, and Mo Xiaoxiao knew that they were gardenias. As far as she could remember, her mother liked this kind of flower the most, so she even gave her a nickname, Xiaozhi, but after her mother left  No one remembers it anymore.  Fragrances linger everywhere, and this gardenia is the source of the fragrance in the room.

    Mo Xiaoxiao stared at the lush gardenia in a daze for a while, she hadn't seen this kind of gardenia as pure as snow for a long time, with a little bright yellow heart in the middle of the white and tender petals,  Like a little cinnabar mole between the eyebrows of a jade-faced princess, the emerald green leaves are like her beautiful gauze skirt, dancing gracefully in the early summer wind, and the rich fragrance is her hair.  The fragrance that radiates from all over the place makes the people who are stained with dust in this world quiet down when they see it

    However, since my mother remarried, my love for it has gradually become shallow and sparse along with my mother's face. It is probably also a kind of fear. I am afraid of being sad and afraid of reminiscing with old things and old people. It is painful.  In the past, Mo Xiaoxiao didn¡¯t like it very much for a long time, just like a person who once liked for a long time, suddenly one day he betrayed himself, so he struggled with his heart and forced himself to forget,  Let yourself hate him and hate him, and over time think that you really forgot to hate him.

    In fact, if, by chance, there is affection in his eyes and a familiar smile on his face when we meet again, you will realize that you don't hate him that much, let alone forget him, but you will still love him in your heart.  If you have such a throbbing, your heart will still be pounding. If you want to ask why, it is probably because you really liked him before, and that is a kind of love that cannot be easily changed.  My liking has been decided since the moment I met him.

    "Squeak"

    Mo Xiaoxiao was thinking about those gardenias, when suddenly the closed door of the room was gently pushed open from the outside, which surprised Mo Xiaoxiao, and she retreated a few steps at a loss, with a look on her face.  He stared at the door in bewilderment.

    The door was opened, and a middle-aged woman in a rich and fashionable dress came in with a bowl of soup. She was wearing a long beige dress, with western-style high heels on her feet, and her hair was neatly combed.  With Qi behind her head, the young lady has a very gentle appearance, and at first glance she is a very kind-hearted lady.

    "Ah, girl, you are awake. I made some soup for you, and I guessed that you would wake up now, so I made the soup a long time ago. I didn't expect my estimate to be quite accurate. Why, are you hungry?  Come on, come and have a taste, my craft is very good."

    &It's not right, and I was afraid that something would happen between Yang Zhe and her, so I still wanted to wait until Yang Zhe came back in person, so I didn't agree without authorization.

    "Girl, I can understand your feelings, but you are the one that Ah Zhe entrusted to me. If I just tell you to leave like this, how can I deliver it when he comes back? So please forgive me for my difficulties."  , I will send you back as soon as Azhe comes back."

    After Mo Xiaoxiao listened to her words, she had nothing to say and wanted to say something more, but she hesitated, so she gave up and stopped embarrassing her.

    "MadamIn that case, may I ask Madam, when will Young Master Yang come back?"

    "About seven days later!" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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