Chapter 806 The Bedroom Is Bigger than Her Home

Forget it, he just wants to be happy.

Fu Nanli stepped on the dirt and walked over. He saw Wen Qiao wearing a knitted straw hat on her head. The spring sunshine dappled her face through the straw hat. She was holding a handful of grass in her hand, her face It was still dirty, like a little tabby cat, and now she was looking at him with a smile.

"Uncle Li, did you bring her to pull weeds?"

Uncle Li was anxious: "Hey, Master, it was Xiao Wen who insisted on coming here to do the work."

Wen Qiao wiped his sweat again, and his face became even more discolored, "Don't blame Uncle Li, it's true that I came here to do the work myself."

Fu Nanli bent down and took her hand, "Okay, I've been working for a long time, you can rest now."

After saying that, he grabbed the weed in her hand, threw it aside, and stretched out his hand again. Uncle Li quickly handed over the handkerchief. Fu Nanli wiped her face for her, but where was it clean? The dirt and grass stains had dried on her face, and her face was red from rubbing and still dirty.

Fu Nanli threw the handkerchief into Qin Bei's hand and pulled Wen Qiao out.

The ground was wet, and it was the first time in Mr. Fu's life that his leather shoes had so much mud on them.

There was a small sightseeing car parked next to the organic farm. Wen Qiao was pulled onto the small sightseeing car, and the driver drove towards the mansion.

Fu Nanli took a bottle of mineral water, unscrewed it and handed it to Wen Qiao.

Wen Qiao took the water bottle and drank a few big gulps. He drank too quickly and the water leaked from the corner of her mouth into her neck. Fu Nanli stretched out his hand to wipe it for her, which made his eyes darken.

Wen Qiao wiped his mouth and handed him the water bottle.

Fu Nanli sighed softly: "There is no need to do this."

Although it was only March, it was approaching noon and the sun was shining brightly. She didn't even wear any gloves, and her hands were red when pulling weeds.

Wen Qiao took a breath and said, "Farm work is very interesting. I learned a lot from the uncles and aunts who worked together."

She took off the straw hat on her head and stuck a few grass in her hair. Fu Nanli reached out to help her remove the grass, but there was nothing he could do to her.

The sightseeing bus passed the organic farm and passed the golf course. You could vaguely see the old man playing a golf ball on the golf course.

He called Uncle Li and said, "Let's talk to the old man about Qiao'er's work in detail."

"Understood, Master."

The sightseeing bus passed the golf course and reached the shallow lake, and finally arrived at the villa halfway up the mountain.

Wen Qiao also really realized that the Fu family was really big.

When they arrived at the mansion, Fu Nanli took her to his bedroom.

This is Wen Qiao's first time to go back to the bedroom of his main house. His first impression is that it is big. His bedroom is a suite, a master bedroom and an outer hall, as well as a small activity room and a separate cloakroom.

His bedroom alone was much larger than her courtyard house.

After all, poverty limited her imagination.

No wonder the number of 60 million people can only be ranked to 80,000 or 90,000.

The second impression was that the decoration style won her heart. It was Nordic style and low-key luxury, which was in line with his young master's style.

She was pulled to the bathroom by the man. The entire floor-to-ceiling window was half covered with blinds, and the sunlight was mostly reduced. Wen Qiao was pressed on the sink, and the man turned on the faucet, and his tall body hugged her from behind.

The hand sanitizer was squeezed onto her hands. Fu Nanli hugged her and gently rubbed her hands. He breathed slowly and slowly on the skin behind her ears.

Wen Qiao looked back at him: "I'll do it myself."

"Do not move."

Wen Qiao stopped moving, letting his long and well-jointed fingers move slowly and slowly between her thin white fingers.