Transmigrated into a pitiful pregnant woman, she is pampered by interstellar tycoons.

Ruan Mian activated her special ability, and under the witness of the two, the sapling grew taller and taller, its large canopy resembling a giant umbrella, sheltering both of them in its shade.

Pink flowers bloom on tender green branches, and when the wind blows, the shadows of the trees sway, and petals fall with the wind.

It was as if a pink rain had fallen.

The flowers on her head, shoulders, and clothes made her feel as if she were in a dream world.

The air was filled with the fragrance of flowers and trees, and I couldn't resist reaching out to catch a flower that fell in front of me.

Looking to the side, dappled sunlight filtered through the leaves, scattering across the man's handsome face and surrounding him.

Like countless elves, it looks just like a painting.

"you……"

With a clenched fist, the pink flower was grasped and closed, but with great care.

Her gaze was so intense that even someone who wasn't sensitive to eye contact could feel it, let alone Huo Junze.

Do you know what kind of tree this is?

Her gaze shifted from his face to the pink petals falling in front of him, making him feel relieved but also slightly disappointed.

A very strange feeling.

"What is it?"

He didn't mention that he had updated the plant encyclopedia database; all you need to do is point your computer at the tree's features and scan its flowers and leaves to get basic plant information.

But I just want to hear her say it; that soft, sweet voice makes you feel like you're holding a cloud of cotton in your mouth.

"The mimosa tree, its fragrance wafts in the east wind, and the crows cry at sunset, is a tree of longing. It's a beautiful tree, but being given the name of longing seems to add a touch of romance."

Is it a mimosa tree?

"The setting sun, the crows' cries, the acacia tree—a very beautiful name."

I don’t know if Huo Junze Dong understands what this means, but his gaze seems to be glued to her, deep and lingering.

Ruan Mian twirled the pink petal between her fingertips.

In the interplay of light and shadow, her face appeared somewhat dreamlike.

The petal was placed in front of him. "There are many, many more flowers, plants, and trees, some fragrant, some smelly, some beautiful, some strange. I will plant many, many more in the future, and you can come and see them sometime."

"Really?" Huo Junze looked on expectantly, a smile playing on his lips as he picked up the flower from her hand. "Okay."

The atmosphere seemed to have become strangely subtle.

The heat gradually crept up to the tips of my ears, and my cheeks felt burning.

It's no wonder she lacked self-control; how could this person's voice be so bewitching?!

With a light cough, Ruan Mian turned her head away, using the tactic of changing the subject to quickly dispel her embarrassment.

"I'm going to check on the piglets."

Obviously, the little pig preferred the vine-covered pigpen to the iron cage.

Huo Junze stared at the large iron pot in front of him, his jaw nearly dropping in astonishment.

"You mean, this is for the piglets?"

Ruan Mian obediently shook her head, "No, no, no."

He hadn't even caught his breath when her words hit him so hard he was dizzy.

"And the chicks need to eat too!"

A large basket of cleaned sweet potatoes was cut into small pieces and boiled in water until soft.

Of course, I also added a bowl of white rice.

After cooking, add rice bran and a small cup of sugarcane syrup, then stir well.

This can prevent piglets that have been starving for a long time from getting too much heat in their bodies.

Seeing the sugarcane juice reminded Ruan Mian of what she had discussed with Huo Junze.

"By the way, didn't we say before that we were going to make that sugar-making machine?"

Huo Junze nodded. "It's already underway, but we still need to test it out."

Ruan Mian understood; they were just short of raw materials for the experiments.

"Okay, how much sugarcane do you need? I'll plant a batch for you right away."

"Yes, I'll use it properly."

He moved closer to her side without her noticing, lowered his head, and his deep voice sent shivers down her spine.

She seems to be talking about this, yet she also seems to be talking about something else, making people unconsciously fall into the trap she has woven.

"I'll plant more sugarcane, so don't worry about making the machines!"

She said this with great boldness.

Just as readily as he gave the money.

As she spoke, Ruan Mian kept stirring the sweet potatoes in the pot, scooping out a whole bucket of them.

Just as I was about to call 917 to come and pick it up, a shadow loomed over me first.

The large hand brushed against her, causing Ruan Mian to pause in her movements.

"How did you..."

"Do you need to carry it outside? I'll help you."

Actually, calling 917 would have been the same thing; that was what she was thinking, but she obediently didn't say it aloud.

She smiled sweetly, "Thank you, Huo Junze~"

Huo Junze's obsidian-like pupils swept over it, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and without saying a word, he picked up the bucket and walked out.

917 made a huge pig trough, and a bucket of pig feed fits perfectly inside.

The little pig was like it had arrived in paradise, munching away nonstop.

"How about I plant a sugarcane field for you? Want to see it?"

Ruan Mian blinked coquettishly, a hint of smugness in her eyes.

At this moment, she is vibrant and radiant. Even dressed in the simplest clothes, without any fancy embellishments, she is still as beautiful as a star.

"Watch closely!"

Ruan Mian squatted down, her hands emitting a green glow, and rows of tender green buds broke through the soil, vying to emerge.

Like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, section by section, a purple sugarcane field sprouted up in just a few breaths.

The long leaves at the top spread out like flowers scattered by a celestial maiden, creating a unique and beautiful scene.

The click of the camera snapped Huo Junze, who was admiring the scenery, back to reality.

Watching the seemingly delicate Ruan Mian split a thick sugarcane in two like chopping wood.

She handed him half a piece, "Huo Junze, would you like to try some? It's very sweet~"

The two of them, each holding half a sugarcane, sat in the yard, crunching and munching like little hamsters.

The sweet and refreshing juice passed between my teeth and slid down my throat, seemingly sweetening my very soul.

"Homegrown food tastes the best!"

Her cherry lips were moistened with juice, making them appear even redder, much like ripe fruit, tempting one to pick them and taste them.

His eyes darkened, and the sugarcane in his hand seemed less sweet.

*

Secretary Mo finally managed to free herself from a pile of documents, rubbed her sore shoulders, and couldn't help but complain inwardly about her inhuman boss.

He used to be so passionate about his work, as if he was willing to live and die with it.

As a result, he now goes to Boss Ruan's place alone to play with the plants, leaving such a big stall for him!

That's outrageous! That's outrageous!

He really wanted to go and have fun too!

Suddenly, a call request came in on the computer. When he saw that the caller was a receptionist at the front desk on the first floor, he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

Simple tasks like reception are usually handled by humanoid figures.

This receptionist, or ID, can be described as a maintenance worker who routinely maintains the simulators and also keeps order on the first floor to prevent other malfunctions in the simulators.

However, generally speaking, he will not directly connect with himself.

what happened?

As soon as the call connected, a hushed voice came from the other end, "Secretary Mo, people from the interstellar command center have arrived!"