Cold-hearted young master and revenge bride

"Come here, good boy, will you?" Chulan Chaoshui Yingying eyes looking at her, rippling with spring, let her feel in the heart of a swing, almost can't control themselves to go past, fortunately the next moment to wake up, face more and more gloomy: "since the injury on the good lie down, don't make a fuss, what you say is useless, I won't be soft hearted."

"They just miss you. How can you say that? It's very heartbreaking. " Chu Lan Chao's sad face, Chang Huan feel that can no longer stand here, this person seems to be some abnormal.

Of course, this abnormal makes her scared, but it also makes her blush and heartbeat. A touch of sweet joy flows in her heart, but that's not good.

She turned around and walked out of the house decisively, ignoring the call of Chu lanchao behind her.

When she went to the garden, the roses in the garden were in full bloom. She looked at the familiar garden and thought of the past. Between her melancholy, she felt infinite pain.

Things are different from people!

Hearing the sound of footsteps from behind, she frowned and looked back at Chu lanchao who was walking towards her: "don't you have a rest inside? Why did you run out again? "

"I'm afraid you'll run away secretly, so I'll watch you all the time!" Chu Lan Chao looks at her, with a shallow smile on her face, which is different from that just now, but it makes Chang Huan's heart pull hard, just for the uneasiness and attachment hidden in her eyes.

She turned her back and didn't look at him. She said faintly, "since I promised to stay and take care of you, I won't break my promise."

"Well!" Chu Lan Chao answered, but didn't go back. His voice was a little low, but his heart was shaking: "I just want to see you more."

Chang Huan was speechless. She held her hands tightly and bit her lips before she could hold back the tears in her eyes.

After a while, he turned and helped him back: "go back, the sun is too big outside."

"Wait a minute." Chu lanchao shook her hand, turned and walked to the rose tree, folded a branch, carefully removed the thorns on it, went to Chang Huan, inserted it on her head, stepped back and looked at it, nodded with satisfaction: "it's very beautiful!"

Her skin is white, her facial features are delicate, her hair is like clouds, and she has a fresh and elegant temperament. The bright rose on her head does not appear vulgar, but reflects her face more and more delicate and charming.

But Chang Huan is not used to it. She raises her hand to take it off. Chu lanchao holds her hand and stops her: "don't take it. It's beautiful."

He looked at her again: "if you put on Qipao, it will look better."

She has a kind of classical beauty, which is very suitable for wearing cheongsam. The delicate rose will make her look more graceful and grand.

Although he said so, Chang Huan still felt very uncomfortable, but Chu lanchao didn't give her a chance at all, so she went to the room.

None of them noticed. Just outside the yard, under the tree, song Xiaoqing's eyes were sinister and resentful.

She is just a cheap woman. Why should she stand beside Lan Chao? That position should have been hers.

Chang Huan, you provoked me. Don't blame me for being cruel!

Not long after Chu lanchao and Chang Huan return to the house, he Jiacong comes to check Chu lanchao's injury and change his dressing.

"You are an injured person now. Don't move casually, otherwise the wound will crack again." As soon as he Jiacong arrived, he saw that Chu lanchao was pestering Chang Huan, and his face became ugly.