The black-bellied bamboo horse and the sharp-hearted pet: girl, you are so sweet

Chapter 49

Hearing the aggrieved tone, Ling Qianheng had no choice but to pour her another glass of water.

Seeing Ouyang Mo, he smiled and said, "How do you feel?"

Le Muhan was too embarrassed to say it wasn't good, so she had to lie, but her eyes were erratic, "It's delicious."

"I can see that you don't like it, so don't lie to make me happy." Ouyang Mo said it generously.

Upon hearing this, Le Muhan subconsciously bit the corner of her mouth, and pulled Ling Qianheng's clothes tighter.

Ling Qianheng held Le Muhan's hand, changed the subject and said, "Okay, let's get down to business."

Ouyang Mo didn't continue talking, and answered, "I read the email you sent last time carefully, and I think there are still some deficiencies."

"Did you bring the blueprint?"

Ling Qianheng nodded, and took out a blank piece of paper from his pocket.

"Hanhan, can you go to the back garden with the servant to enjoy the flowers first? I will pick you up in the back garden after I finish my work." Ling Qianheng said softly.

Le Muhan agreed, she felt so embarrassed sitting there, and she couldn't understand what they were saying...

Ouyang Mo waved for a servant, and Le Muhan followed the servant to the back garden.

It wasn't until he disappeared from Ling Qianheng's sight that Ling Qianheng said, "Okay, what do you think is lacking?" Then, the slender, white fingers unfolded the drawing.

Ouyang Mo joked, "She is the little girl you miss so much! She looks pretty good! She's very aura!"

"We are discussing the problem now, you can leave other things alone."

Ouyang Mo snorted, "You brat!"

After the training, Ouyang Mo turned his attention to the drawings on the coffee table, and asked puzzledly, "I think you have done a good job in other aspects, but why don't you use the ones you wear directly? I think that's possible." It will look better!"

"I don't want to leave a blemish on her."

……

The servant brought Le Muhan to the back garden, and said respectfully, "Miss Le, you can enjoy the flowers and have afternoon tea on the swing, and I can also push the swing for you."

Le Muhan was not interested in those at all, but asked, "Can I pick the flowers here?"

The servant thought for a while before answering, "Yes, I'll help you get the basket first."

Le Muhan called her to stop, "It doesn't need to be so troublesome. I make garlands."

The maid understands.

Le Muhan didn't continue to talk nonsense with her, and ran into the flowers to pick flowers.

After a while, Le Muhan weaved a big garland.

Picking up the wreath, putting it on her head, humming a little song, "La la la..."

……

When Ling Qianheng went to pick up Le Muhan, he saw her squatting among the flowers, not knowing what she was doing, with a wreath on her head.

He strode over, walked to her side, and slowly squatted down, coughing softly: "What are you doing?"

The sudden voice startled Le Muhan, "Brother Qianheng, when did you come here?"

"I just came here. Seeing that you were taken aback by me, did you do something wrong?"

"Is there no sound when you walk?" Le Muhan muttered.

Ling Qianheng didn't hear it, "What did you just say?"

Le Muhan immediately changed his words, "It's nothing."

"Really?" Ling Qianheng obviously didn't believe it.

Le Muhan was a little nervous, why did Ling Qianheng's eyes look so sharp?

"I was making a wreath for you just now!"

Ling Qianheng glanced at the garland on Le Muhan's head, and said with disgust, "I don't want your garland.

　ps: Guess what is drawn on the drawing⊙▽⊙

　　
　
(End of this chapter)