long love becomes ill

Chapter 58 Oh, but you are growing flowers?

Chapter 58 Oh, but you are growing flowers?

Li Shenmu doesn't like children, especially his half-brother. When he saw Gu Qinghuan in the past two days, he found that this woman is good at whitewashing the peace, repressed and has the tendency of self-abuse. Previously, she just played a double personality The character is stuck in a gray mood and can't get out.

It took Li Shenmu two days and two nights to force her, he didn't have time and dared not indulge in his own gray emotions.If the high-pressure policy is used, it should be a soft policy.

In this world, the person Gu Qinghuan cares about the most is this little guy in front of him.

Li Shenmu looked at it coldly, and sneered.One big and one small, the big one is useless except for looking good, and the small one is even more useless.

Mrs. Li answered a phone call, walked over, and said in a low voice: "The old lady called just now and asked if the young master took young master Xiaozheng away. Li's mansion was in a hurry, and the calls were all to Huo's house." gone."

Li Shenmu sneered, a deep emerald color flashed in his eyes, he took it with his front foot, but his back foot became like this, if he wanted to attack this child, would he wait until today?
Li Chenmu snorted lightly, he knew it, and didn't say when he would send him back.

Aunt Li sighed, on the side of Emerald Lake, although the people from the Li mansion can't get in, if there is a commotion outside, it's not safe, so why bother the young master.

Li Shenmu went upstairs alone.

Qing Huan looked at the young boy with red lips and white teeth, stretched out his hand and said with a smile, "Xiao Zheng, I'll take you for a walk."

Teenagers love to play, especially in strange places.

Li Xiaozheng cheered, and happily held Qing Huan's hand, and the two of them walked from the living room to the collection room, and then to the garden.

The garden of Emerald Lake is in the middle of the collection room of the villa. It is an open-air patio. The garden is huge and surrounded by glass up to three stories high. .

"Sister, the dark green flower didn't write the flower name." Li Zheng squatted in front of the most beautiful dark green flower among them, his eyes sparkling.

Qing Huan quickly took a picture of the flower and sent it to Jason.

Jason is going to the sky these days in a happy and happy way. Qing Huan is filming with Zhao Kui following him. After a month of walking, he will occasionally send some stills of Qing Huan's studio. Trough, what kind of flower is this? It blooms so intricately and beautifully that a string of ellipsis immediately hit it.

Qing Huan: "Help me find out what kind of flower this is."

Jason: "."

Jason posted the picture on his Weibo within minutes, and tweeted some bigwigs in the flower industry: Does anyone know what kind of flower this is?Comes with a cold emoticon package.

Netizens exploded below.

"It's been so long since I haven't heard from you, but you, the manager, are growing flowers at home!!!"

"I love that the new drama is finished, when will it be released?"

"Hehe, you are growing flowers!"

Hehe, your message about growing flowers was pushed to the first one. Jason looked at a group of unconscionable green vegetables mocking him with a dark face, and burst into tears. He really didn't grow flowers, it was your idol who did. Ah, no, what kind of flower is this?

At the same time as the netizens were blowing up, the belated flower boss finally showed up, and then fell silent.

Boss 1: There are very few dark green flowers in nature. This kind of flower is bowl-shaped and layered. It looks like camellia?
Boss 2: Blogger, don't move, don't step on the camellia on the side.

Boss 3: Damn it, it’s really a camellia. The market price of a camellia of this height and appearance is 10,000+ per plant, and there is no market for it.

Jason:  …

(End of this chapter)

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