Zhou Qian's heart skipped a beat. When she looked up and met his gaze, she knew what was on Lu Jing's mind, and her ears began to feel hot unconsciously.

She said puffily, "I don't know where she is small, but she is not very cunning."

Lu Jing chuckled.

At this time, Mr. Liang spoke again, "You kid, don't mess with pretty girls when you see them, go away quickly."

Lu Jing looked at Zhou Qian and said, "Let's go, little sister Qian."

"..." Zhou Qian shuddered violently. Lu Jing's voice was so corny that it gave him goosebumps.

…

Lu Jing agreed to what Mr. Liang said and took good care of Zhou Qian, so he did his best to take care of her. He was like a fly along the way, constantly calling her "Sister Xiao Qian".

For example: Little sister Qian, please be careful with your step.

Are you tired, little sister Xiaoqian?

Is Xiaoqian thirsty?

It's just as if the words "hypocrisy" were written on his forehead.

Zhou Qian finally couldn't help it and stopped suddenly, "Can you please stop screaming?"

Lu Jing put his hands in his pockets and said nonchalantly, "You don't like it?"

Zhou Qian rolled his eyes at him.

Lu Jing suddenly pressed his body towards her and whispered in her ear, "It seems that you still like me to scream in bed."

"..." Zhou Qian's face flushed, and she cursed him in her heart for being shameless. But she had to admit that this was the first time she knew that men could actually moan in bed.

And it’s called so...

It was over, it was over. She felt that she had been led astray by Lu Jing, and her mind was full of things that were not worthy of being seen by others.

Lu Jing followed her, his eyes fell on her pink earlobe, and the corner of his mouth raised.

Zhou Qian calmed down and spoke again, "You came here with me in front of Lin Chenyi, aren't you afraid that he will get suspicious?"

"You said it as if you weren't speaking to his face."

"I've already broken up with him, so of course I'm not afraid."

"You've already broken up with him, what do I have to be afraid of?"

Zhou Qian didn't want to talk to him anymore. "Just do what you need to do. I'll go shopping by myself."

Lu Jing snorted and followed lazily, "Will you go to Old Man Liang and complain about me later?"

Zhou Qian knew he would hold a grudge against this, so he tried to defend himself, "That wasn't a complaint. It's true that you drove fast, and I didn't vomit because I'm in good physical condition."

"Can you feel good if you don't drive fast?"

Zhou Qian understood what he meant belatedly and felt his face flushed with shame. Was there nothing else in this bastard's mind except dirty words?

She resolutely refused to pay any more attention to him.

Zhou Qian was not very interested at first, but when he arrived at Xiyuan, he was shocked by the sea of ​​flowers in front of him.

"Wow~"

She couldn't help but exclaimed, "I am not dreaming!"

The colorful peonies blooming in the golden sunshine look like a dreamy sea of ​​flowers, just like a fairyland.

Who could have imagined that such a paradise could be hidden in such a manor? It's incredible.

Zhou Qian stood in front of the circular arch, feeling reluctant to go in and destroy this fairyland.

"Mrs. Liang loved peonies the most when she was alive, so Mr. Liang planted a patch of them in the manor." Lu Jing suddenly spoke.

I see.

Looking at the sea of ​​flowers in front of him, Zhou Qian said enviously, "Then Mr. Liang must love his wife very much."

Lu Jing glanced at her sideways, bent down, walked through the circular arch, and stepped into the beautiful sea of ​​flowers.

Zhou Qian followed him and asked him curiously, "How did you know?"

Lu Jing still didn't say anything. He found the best flower in the bush, picked it, and turned to put it on Zhou Qian's head.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Qian instinctively dodged.

"Don't move."

Lu Jing pinned the flower on the hairpin next to Zhou Qian's ear.

Zhou Qian was stunned. The man's breath descended from above, like a feather passing over her heart. The familiar scene flooded into her mind again.

"Brother Xiaolu, I want that red flower. Go pick it for me."

"Brother Xiaolu, please help me put it on."

"Zhou Yiyi, think it over carefully. Wear this flower and you will become my wife."

"Just do it, no one is afraid of you."

"Aren't you afraid that I will bully you?"

"I'm not afraid. If you dare to bully me, I'll tell Aunt Wen and let her spank you."

—

Zhou Qian stared at Lu Jing's handsome face in a daze. If she remembered correctly, Brother Xiaolu should be about the same age as Lu Jing now.

After Lu Jing put it on her, he took a step back and observed the emotions in her eyes with his secretive eyes.

Her face seemed to have not changed much from childhood to adulthood, with a hint of pink in the white, like a ripe peach.

At this moment, it is set off by the gorgeous flowers, making it even more beautiful.

Zhou Qian came back to his senses and took an awkward step back. "Why are you putting it on my head like a nymphomaniac?"

Lu Jing curled his lips, "I don't know if he looks like a nympho, but he does look like Ximen Qing."

The little bit of excitement Zhou Qian had just felt disappeared in an instant. He glared at him with a dark face, "You are Ximen Qing."

Lu Jing laughed, "Then you are Pan Jinlian."

Zhou Qian's mouth twitched, "If I were Pan Jinlian, I wouldn't choose a Ximen Qing like you."

"What's wrong with me?" Lu Jing looked at her unhappily. "Tell me, what's it about me in bed or outside the bed that makes you unhappy?"

She shouldn't have talked to him.

At this time, someone else came over. The two looked over and saw that it was Hang Peng and several classmates.

Lu Jing said jokingly again, "Your Dalang is here."

When it comes to talking, no one can compare to Lu Jing.

But Zhou Qian almost laughed out loud, and retorted, "Have you ever seen such a tall and handsome Dalang?

Lu Jing snorted and laughed, "No matter how tall or handsome you are, it can't change the fact that you are not good in bed."

Zhou Qian sneered, "You speak as if you've experienced it before."

“Aren’t you the one who experienced it?”

"When did I..." Zhou Qian suddenly felt that there was nothing more to say to him, so he turned around and walked towards Hang Peng, "Why are you here too?"

"Why, if you can come, why can't we?" a girl retorted unhappily.

Zhou Qian just asked casually and didn't mean anything else, so he was confused by being criticized.

The girl glanced at the flowers on Zhou Qian's head and said, "Mr. Zhou, don't you know that this patch of peonies was planted by Mr. Liang for his wife?"

"I heard about it." Zhou Qian replied indifferently.

"You know that, but you still pick them randomly? Do you know how to respect others?" the girl said aggressively.

Zhou Qian originally wanted to confront the girl, but then he thought that he didn't pick the flowers himself, so he brought Lu Jing out.

"Look, he picked it." Zhou Qian raised his chin towards Lu Jing.

The girl glanced at Lu Jing, then looked at Zhou Qian and said sarcastically, "Do you still want to say that these flowers were given to you by Brother Lu?"

“That’s what it is.”

The girl sneered, "Next, are you going to say that it was Brother Lu who put it on her?"

Although it was true, Zhou Qian replied this time, "It's none of your business."

The girl's face froze. "There are so many shameless people these days. They rush to get a good-looking guy when they see one."

"Exactly. It's ridiculous to flatter yourself right in front of Brother Lu."