Dear Officer Zhuang

Chapter 260 The Fifth Year After Marriage 5
Wen Mi understood what he meant and also understood what he did.

But she still couldn't help reminding him: "Have you never seen our balcony?"

Zhuang Xun was stunned.

What happened to the balcony?
He walked towards the balcony, Wen Mi followed behind him.

Opening the balcony door, Zhuang Xun understood why Wen Mi said that.

On the balcony that was empty yesterday, there are now several more flower stands. There are several pots of hydrangeas of various colors on the flower stands. The hydrangeas are blooming prosperously and eye-catchingly, not inferior to the bunch of hydrangeas he bought back.

Wen Mi spoke at the right time: "In the past, you often gave me hydrangeas because I like them. After we got married, we simply planted several pots of hydrangeas of various colors on the balcony."

Zhuang Xun: "..."

Hehe, the 24-year-old really knows how to do it.

It turns out that what he can think of, he can also think of at the age of 24.

Zhuang Xun thought of the dead hydrangeas that he and Wen Mi each raised.

"He was raised so well? Did he die?"

Wen Mi knew what he was thinking, and said with a smile: "Thanks to you. Whenever you have free time, you study how to grow hydrangeas. After raising two batches to death, this batch is finally growing well."

Zhuang Xun: "..."

"Now we have to start from scratch again." Zhuang Xun said.

It was the 24-year-old who successfully figured out how to grow hydrangeas, not the current him.

Wen Mi doesn't care: "Start from scratch, start from scratch, anyway, you will often send me hydrangeas, won't you?"

Zhuang Xun's face showed joy.

Wen Mi didn't want to hit him, but to help him make up for the missing ten years.

There was a smile on Zhuang Xun's lips: "Yes."

Zhuang Xun, who was encouraged, immediately regained his confidence.

He took Wen Mi's hand again: "Is there anything else I can show you?"

Wen Mi raised her eyebrows lightly: "What else did you buy?"

Zhuang Xun smiled without saying a word, and led Wen Mi to the living room.

As soon as she entered the living room, Wen Mi saw a row of shopping bags on the sofa.

"These are the bags, necklaces, earrings, watches, and perfumes I bought for you." Zhuang Xun said, "I wanted to buy you skin care products, but I suddenly realized that I don't know your skin type. What kind of skin do you have?" quality?"

Wen Mi was startled by the row of shopping bags on the sofa. When she heard Zhuang Xun's words, she subconsciously said, "Dry, sensitive."

Zhuang Xun made a note in his heart: "I'll buy you skin care products next time."

He said again: "I have seen your clothes and shoes. Although I know your size, I am worried that you don't like the clothes and shoes I bought, so I didn't buy them. I checked on the Internet, and I still buy bags and necklaces. , earrings and the like, it’s not easy to go wrong.”

Zhuang Xun looked at her expectantly: "Open it and have a look."

Wen Mi opened nearly ten shopping bags on the sofa one by one.

Seeing the three bags, three necklaces, three earrings, two watches, and two bottles of perfume in the shopping bag, she fell silent.

Zhuang Xun saw that there was no joy on her face, but she was a little bit more at a loss thinking about life, and asked a little uneasily, "What's the matter? Don't you like it?"

"I like them, they are all brands and styles I like." Wen Mi said.

Zhuang Xun was puzzled.

Since he likes it, why doesn't his expression show any trace of liking?

Wen Mi took his hand and led him to a room: "Look for yourself."

This room was used by Zhuang Xun as a storage room before.

What did Wen Mi bring him here for?
What is the relationship between the things she let him see and whether she likes the things he buys?
Zhuang Xun pushed open the door in confusion.

Seeing everything displayed in front of him, Zhuang Xun was stunned.

The house that was a storage room yesterday has now become a warm and sweet cloakroom.There are warm clothes, bags, hats, necklaces, perfumes and other things in different categories.

It seems that at the age of 24, he was with Wen Mi, and after buying the house, he specially changed it into Wen Mi's cloakroom.

Zhuang Xun felt that the reform was quite good, and there was nothing wrong with it.

He still didn't see that Wen Mi's drawing him here had anything to do with whether she liked the things he bought or not.

Seeing that Zhuang Xun didn't find what she showed him, Wen Mi walked into the cloakroom, pointed to the three bags in the glass cabinet, and said, "Do these three bags look familiar?"

She then pointed to the three necklaces, three earrings and two watches in the glass drawer, and said, "Do these necklaces, earrings and watches look familiar?"

She finally pointed to the two bottles of perfume in the glass display case, and said, "Do these two bottles of perfume look familiar?"

Zhuang Xun: "..."

The things that Wen Mi showed him seemed very similar to what he bought for her today...

Seeing that Zhuang Xun seemed to be aware of it, Wen Mi said affirmatively: "You gave me exactly the same thing before."

Zhuang Xun: "..."

"Your aesthetics and taste have always been the same, and it really is Zhuang Xun." Wen Mi said with emotion.

Zhuang Xun: "..."

Zhuang Xun's heart was sour, and his mood was very complicated.

Hehe, the 24-year-old is really good at it, he is already tired of saying this sentence.

Zhuang Xun suddenly thought of it, and said, "The skin care products..."

Wen Mi knew what he wanted to say.

She opened a solid wood cabinet, which was full of unopened skin care products.

"There are also a lot of skin care products, and I can't buy any more. I only have one face, so I don't need so many."

Zhuang Xun: "..."

He didn't want to say that tired word anymore!

"But you did a good job this time. The bags, necklaces, earrings, watches, and perfumes you bought are all my favorite models. Even if there are two of the same ones, I like them. I can change my back every day." Wen Mi smiled. on the road.

Zhuang Xun: "..."

He knew she was comforting him, and he was not comforted at all.

Zhuang Xun was suddenly frustrated and discouraged.

Originally, I wanted to create memories with Wen Mi that belonged to him and her alone, but the start was not smooth.

"I'm going to cook." Zhuang Xun calmed down a little and went to the kitchen.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly thought of asking: "Is there any dish that he hasn't cooked for you?"

This him, of course, refers to the 24-year-old Zhuang Xun.

Wen Mi: "..."

It was too difficult for her to answer this question.

She has been with the 24-year-old Zhuang Xun for ten years, and the 24-year-old Zhuang Xun has cooked basically everything.

After Zhuang Xun asked, he also realized that his question was simply embarrassing Wen Mi.

He sighed insignificantly: "He should have cooked everything, forget it, I'll think of another way."

After Zhuang Xun finished speaking, he went to the kitchen.

Wen Mi: "..."

It's pitiful and funny, what's going on.

……

After Zhuang Xun finished cooking a meal, he already had new ideas about creating memories that belonged exclusively to him and Wen Mi.

At the dining table, he showed Wen Mi a restaurant he found on the Internet.

"Have you been to this restaurant before?" Zhuang Xun asked, staring at her with burning eyes.

[The author has something to say: There is another chapter that is locked because I drove a little bit... I will see if it can be released after I revise it]

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