Chapter 817 The Tree Is Bald

Well, when she thought about it again, what did she think of?

Her memory is only restored, so some places are broken, and it needs to be straightened out bit by bit.

By the way, how could she forget about that.

Shen Yueshu is like a poisonous person now, she doesn't believe that this time when Qi Yuan goes back, she won't see Shen Yueshu once, and she won't share the same bed with Shen Yueshu.

And when Qi Yuan returns to Beijing this time, he will definitely meet with that person. No matter how embarrassed the two are, it's no problem, but they don't know that something short-lived has been buried in their bodies.

No matter what his organs were calculated, but in the end he died in the hands of women, and it was considered a good way to die for them. Although they couldn't make their reputation known to the ages, they could still be stigmatized for thousands of years.

Anan walked in from outside, also holding a vase in his hand.

"My servant sees the blooming flowers outside, so I will cut a few for Madam. Does Madam like it?"

Shen Qingci raised his eyes, and when he saw the vase, the corners of his lips lifted slightly.

And Anan knew that she liked it.

There is no woman who doesn't like flowers or incense, otherwise, the first-grade incense in Beijing would not be able to make gold every day.

If it weren't for only these two families, I'm afraid that the wealth of this world would not have been earned for them?

Anan quickly put the flower down.

"If Madam really likes it, the servant will pick up a few branches for Madam tomorrow."

"Okay," Shen Qingci sniffed the fragrance of these flowers, and really liked it, and even his eyes were filled with a little smile.

When Anan saw her smile, he was relieved.

This master is really too cold. It’s just that he doesn’t like to talk much, and he doesn’t like to talk to people. He hasn’t seen her say a few more words in a day, so that the person who serves her is suffocated every day. panic

It's not easy to see her smile now.

After Anan left, Shen Qingci's hand was still on the flowers, her fingers moved slightly, but she was picking the flowers above. She picked the flowers one by one, and put them on on the table.

When Anan was about to take away the vase on the second day, he found that the flower seemed to be missing a lot.

This cut is cut. She shook her head and sighed. It has not been a day, and it has become like this. It seems that it will be necessary to cut it several times in the future.

Even after she cut it a few times, she found that the flower seemed to be bald too quickly. She had to change it twice a day, but it was really bald too quickly. If it goes on like this, she It's all about cutting off that tree.

"Why is there less today?" Shen Qingci propped up his face in front of the table, and also looked at the vase on the table. The few flowers that were cut were not as stunning as they were at the beginning, but they were obviously uninspired and mediocre. a little.

"Ma'am, the tree is going bald."

Anan also doesn't want to cut these flowers that are not invigorating, and they are also twisted and ugly, but there is really nothing to look at, because the tree is really going to be bald.

"Is that so..."

Shen Qingci understood.

"Let's go out for a walk. Where I see beautiful flowers, you cut some for me every day. This house is a bit too monotonous. I don't like it very much. I still need more things with life."

In fact, what kind of life does this bring, when it is a branch that leaves, it is already dead.

Anan is naturally happy too, as long as she doesn't let her harm that tree again, and if it continues, where will she find fresh ones for her?