As for those that don't need to be bought, they are all Ye Hanyu who doesn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, sweeps away the leaves with a strong wind, and picks them up and stuffs them into the bag.

Just to get out of this foul-smelling place in a hurry.

Finally, I got my wish and left the messy vegetable market, which was comparable to a garbage dump.

It's dirty, messy and smelly, and it's simply killing his excellent cells.

Between the beautiful eyebrows of Ye Hanyu, the disgust of resistance that has never faded away, at this moment, stretched out with relief.

The ears are quiet, the air is fresh, and the eyes are bright.

I never knew that the world was so beautiful, splendid and warm.

He looked down at the little woman beside him, who was unusually quiet and had been in a state of emptiness.

The long eyelashes, obediently drooping on her eyelids, cast a beautiful silhouette on her face. Quiet and beautiful face, double pupils cut water, eyebrows like Yuandai, looks like a beauty coming out of the painting, but her expression reveals a touch of sadness.

The night was cold and bright, and a layer of clouds was shrouded in a bone.

Her eyelashes were beautiful and long, but at the moment he had no leisure to appreciate them, and only found them an eyesore, because he could not see hers.

The thick black curly eyelashes covered everything, and it was impossible for people to see the emotion in her eyes.

"Do you want anything else to buy?" His voice was hoarse, but gentle, pulling her back from her thoughts.

Hearing the voice, Huang Xinying's body trembled imperceptibly, raised her head to look at him with a puzzled expression, maintained her original posture, and only reacted after a while.

She thought about it seriously, it seemed that there was nothing left to buy, and Santa Fe had everything but some overgrown barrenness.

So, she shook her head and said, "No...", as soon as she finished saying this, she suddenly seemed to remember something, raised her eyes, and asked, "By the way, do you want to buy some flower seeds, or vegetable seeds to plant in the yard, St. Fe Garden has become a wilderness, and it doesn't seem to be popular at all..."

Her words, but inadvertently, hit Ye Hanyu's pain point.

There is no popularity because she is not there, without her, his heart, like the abandoned Santa Fe Garden, is barren and desolate.

Without her existence, he didn't have the heart to take care of Santa Fe Garden, and he didn't allow Aunt Tong to touch it, every grass and tree remained the same, pretending that she was still there...

Now that she's back, it's naturally different.

St. Fe Garden, originally existed for her existence, he did not allow anyone to touch its flowers and plants, but he could let her 'do evil, do wrong' in it, just like his heart, only for her alone.

Because, where she is, she can be picturesque and beautiful like a fairyland.

Ye Hanyu hooked the corners of her lips, revealing a doting smile, her black eyes were rippling, blooming like a diamond with dazzling colors, holding the fingers of her hand, gently pinching her soft palm, and conniving: "Okay, listen to you, tomorrow I will ask someone to fly some flower seedlings over." ”

It's all up to you!

What a familiar word.

A few simple words, but Huang Xinying's ears turned red in an instant, her heart beat wildly, when Ye Hanyu spoiled a person, she really took care of her like a princess, and couldn't wait to spoil her to the sky.

And she still feels this way at the moment.

It's just that Ye Hanyu's love is not something that anyone can bear, he can spoil you to the bones, and he can also destroy you to the fullest.

As deep as love is, so mad is hate!