Sheng Xiao Han Yu

After dinner, Hua Sheng helped Mrs. Wu clear the pots and dishes on the table and wanted to help wash the pot, but Mrs. Wu didn't let her.

Ouyang Hanyu looked at Hua Sheng busying around and felt that she looked a bit like a housewife. Ouyang Hanyu felt that this was what home felt like.

"Uncle, why are you still here?" Hua Sheng came over after washing his hands and asked Ouyang Hanyu when he saw him still there.

"Waiting for you. Let me take you out to help digest the food!" Ouyang Hanyu stood up and took her hand and walked out.

"Okay. I ate too much. The food Mrs. Wu cooked was so delicious. I couldn't help but eat too much!" Hua Sheng felt a little embarrassed as he spoke.

"Well, the food cooked by Mrs. Wu is so delicious that I can't help but eat too much." Ouyang Hanyu smiled at Hua Sheng's expression. The little girl remembered that she had told Mrs. Wu in the afternoon that she should eat less at night.

"Uncle, how about I learn to cook from Mrs. Wu starting tomorrow? I'll cook for you in the future." Hua Sheng felt that the uncle was so good to her, and she wanted to repay him.

"You don't have to do it. There are people who cook at home. You don't need to learn to cook for me." Ouyang Hanyu felt sorry for Hua Sheng. How could he let her learn to cook.

"Oh, okay!" Hua Sheng felt very disappointed, but pretended to be disappointed.

"Sheng'er, do you think that windmill is beautiful?" Ouyang Hanyu saw that Hua Sheng liked it very much, so he pointed to the distance and said.

"Well, it's very beautiful! The windmill can also rotate. Why doesn't it rotate during the day?" Hua Sheng looked up and saw that the windmill was flashing colorful lights, which looked very beautiful.

"It also turns when there is wind during the day, and it looks very beautiful when it turns at night." Ouyang Hanyu did not tell the truth, it was actually electric.

It usually doesn't turn, but tonight she specifically instructed the flower farm staff to turn on the switch to make it turn. He didn't want Hua Sheng to know, and he didn't want the flowers to be grateful to him.

"Uncle, it's so beautiful here. I don't want to go back." Hua Sheng looked at the vast lavender fields, which were picturesque. People were intoxicated in this dreamy purple and felt the endless charm of nature.

"You can play here as long as you want, and go back when you get tired. I'll buy you some more things you need here. When you want to go back, call me and I'll pick you up. But I don't want to be separated from you." Ouyang Hanyu stopped and hugged Hua Sheng in his arms, looking at the lavender fields in the distance.

In the distance, the purple lavender echoes the deep blue sky. In the boundless wilderness, the fragrance of lavender wafts through the air, and looking up at the sky, a sky full of stars, I write a gorgeous poem, embroider a gorgeous painting, and with my gentle footsteps, I play the most beautiful movement of life.

After the walk, the two returned and walked into the living room to hear the phone ringing. Ouyang Hanyu walked over to pick up the phone, but saw that it was Chen Xiaoqian calling, so he didn't answer.

"Sheng'er, go upstairs and wash up first. I'll take a call and come back up." Ouyang Hanyu kissed Hua Sheng's forehead and said to her. The phone in his hand stopped for a moment, then rang again, unwilling to let go.

"Okay, uncle!" Hua Sheng nodded and went upstairs, but she felt sad. She saw that it was the uncle's legendary girlfriend calling.

When Ouyang Hanyu came back after answering the phone, Hua Sheng was already asleep. After washing up, Ouyang Hanyu came back and got into bed. The moment he put his arms around Hua Sheng, he stopped.

"Sheng'er, you little devil. Do you want me to explode?" The naked Hua Sheng on the upper floor of Ouyang Hanyu lost control again.

"Uncle, uncle." This was the first time Hua Sheng took the initiative. She had figured it out the moment she came back. She wanted to enjoy this wonderful night, no matter what happened tomorrow. At this moment, she wanted Ouyang Hanyu to feel her warmth.

"Sheng'er, I'm going to die on you." How could Ouyang Hanyu stand Hua Sheng like this? She kissed him fiercely, wishing she could swallow her into her stomach. If this little girl did this a few more times, he would die in her arms.

The last thing heard was Ouyang Hanyu's particularly erotic words and panting, as well as Hua Sheng's moans and pleas for mercy.