Ying Shao is a Girl

"Tang Xirao." Three words blurted out.

Popular little flower Tang Xirao.

Xiaohuadan is now very famous in China.

But Ying Junchu didn’t know him.

Maybe she heard the name, but she quickly chose to forget it.

Although she has a good memory, that doesn't mean she remembers everything.

There is no need to understand and remember anything that has nothing to do with money.

No need.

"These three people have very different personalities. Why do you think these three people are the most likely?"

Even if their personalities are completely different, even their genders are different.

"See the essence through the phenomenon."

"There is one more important thing." Ying Shuxiang whispered mysteriously.

"What?" Ying Junchu raised his eyebrows slightly.

She felt that the Ying Shuxiang in front of her now looked like a magic stick.

A swindler who cheats people out of food and drink.

But Ying Shuxiang is a master at defrauding resources.

"A woman's sixth sense." Ying Shuxiang picked up the latte coffee on the table and took a sip. It had more milk and less coffee, and the taste was rich.

She is very sensitive to each person's unique temperament and can initially distinguish different people.

"..." Ying Jun didn't really want to talk at first.

There was simply no answer.

She cleared her mouth with ice water and then gracefully drank the espresso on the table.

Bitterness and aroma spread in the mouth.

"Cousin, you don't understand."

Gender limits your imagination.

Ying Shuxiang had a pity expression on his face.

"..."

Ying Junchu didn't want to talk at all.

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After discussing the relevant matters with Ying Shuxiang, she drove back to Shunhua Villa by herself.

When Ying Jun first came to the imperial capital of China, he usually didn't live in the Ying family. Some people in the Ying family were too annoying.

Shunhua Villa in the suburbs is still clean.

Can take a nap.

At the end of September, the autumn air is crisp, and the cool autumn color is dyed dark by the breeze. At dusk, I am drunk in the glow of the treetops of Daishan Mountain in the distance.

She parked her car in a private underground garage.

Stroll into Shunhua Villa.

Various flowers bloom on the large land outside the villa.

She felt that her eyes were dyed with brilliant colors.

The branches were neatly pruned.

The crystal dewdrops on the green leaves of the flowers reflect the bright colors of the morning glow.

It's already dusk, who has watered the flowers?

In Shunhua Villa, apart from Ying Junchu and the aunt who came to clean on time, there was only Ling Yiche.

The villa was very big and she couldn't let Ling Yiche clean it alone, so she arranged for her aunt to clean it regularly.

Reduce Ling Yiche's workload.

The cleaning aunt would not be free enough to prune and water so many flowers, and she had never arranged this for the cleaning aunt.

Rather than growing flowers in a greenhouse, Ying Junchu preferred to let the flowers he planted grow wildly.

To fend for itself.

Only in the baptism of wind and rain will they live longer.

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The dusk sunlight leaps into the room through the bright glass windows, reflecting faint light and shadow.

Ling Yiche cleaned the room spotlessly. Although the villa was very big, he didn't feel tired at all.

On the contrary, there will be a sense of peace of mind.

That's probably all he can do.

The faint light and shadow on the ceiling guided him to recall her.

Cold and distant.

What is she doing now?

Must be very busy.

Um.

A trace of longing enveloped him again.

Thin and dense, like a cocoon, making people breathless.

But, he can't.

Can't miss it.

…

The door was pushed open and Ying Junchu walked in.

Mottled light and shadow fell on her body, outlining her faint outline, and her figure gradually became hazy in the halo.

Ling Yiche was slightly startled, she appeared in his sight?

Hazy and unreal.

Could it be an illusion?

When he was distracted, Ying Junchu had already walked in front of him.

"Mr. Ying." Ling Yiche called her tentatively.

Phantom won't promise him, right?

"Yeah." A familiar cold voice gently tapped his eardrums.

"What's the matter?" Ying Junchu glanced at him doubtfully.

The past overlaps with the present.

She is still so familiar with her picturesque features.

"It's okay." Ling Yiche smiled and shook his head.

There seemed to be thousands of stars twinkling in the blue eyes.

When I miss you, you happen to appear in front of me.

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When Mr. Ying returns to China this time, he will experience the sublimation of his relationship with Cheer.

It’s not easy. My biological son Che’er is finally going to have his birthright.

What will you do after you have a status?

Sprinkled with sugar of course! Pet, pet, pet!

(However, the male protagonist will still be abused from time to time.)