C287 If It Was White Then It Would be a White Lotus If It Was Green Then It Would be a Green Tea B T

"It's more than just annoying. Didn't you realize that there are vases, sculptures, and all kinds of accessories here? There are no oil paintings or anything like that..."

"Young master hates everything related to painting, artists, art exhibitions, painting brushes... if there is one that appears in front of him..."

After a pause, Mrs Zhang did not speak anymore but Yi Xiaomi already understood what she meant. Her whole body was stunned. She remembered that when she said that she liked painting, this man...

Thinking of how she would always talk to Shang Moze about painting in school, this man would only listen quietly. Yi Xiaomi could not help but feel a slight pain in her heart.

Was it that as long as she mentioned something related to the word "painting," Young Master Shang would think of his parents' death? Then, when she was talking, what was her heart feeling at that time?

Thinking of this, Yi Xiaomi's heart ached even more. She suddenly felt that Shang Moze's love for her might be far greater than what she had seen.

"Young Mistress, drink another bowl. This time, I scooped some chicken for you. Try it. This chicken is tender and tender."

Looking at the chicken soup in front of her, Yi Xiaomi slowly picked up the spoon and scooped up a spoonful to her mouth, but it was somewhat tasteless.

Suddenly, her stomach rolled. It was as if mountains and seas were crashing down. Yi Xiaomi suddenly covered her mouth and quickly got up. She quickly ran towards the toilet...

"Urgh..." One hand supported the wall and the other tightly covered her stomach. Yi Xiaomi felt uncomfortable and retched. Her mouth felt sore and tears almost fell down.

"Young Mistress." Mrs Zhang stood outside the door and looked at Yi Xiaomi's painful actions. She quickly handed over a tissue with a fragrant smell and her heart ached to the extreme. "Aiyo, why did you vomit like this? The chicken soup you just ate was not nutritious at all!"

Hearing Mrs Zhang's words, Yi Xiaomi, who had just straightened her waist, did not know whether to laugh or cry. These three sentences really did not leave the word "chicken soup."

"Young Madam, do you want to eat sour or spicy food now? Quickly say it. Mrs Zhang will go and buy it for you." Mrs Zhang placed the tissue in her hand in Yi Xiaomi's palm. Her eyes were filled with a bright light that was a little scary.

The sour was still spicy. Yi Xiaomi heard this and slowly shook her head. She took the paper and gently wiped her lips. A nice fragrance entered her nose and finally made her stomach feel a little better.

" I am not feeling well now and do not want to eat anything. "

When she said this, Mrs Zhang's eyes immediately dimmed. Sigh, I originally wanted to use the sour and spicy girls to judge the child in the young madam's womb...

"Young madam, do you want a boy or a girl?" Following behind Yi Xiaomi, Mrs Zhang could not help but feel a little curious.

When the words boy and girl landed in the air, Shang Moze's domineering and masculine handsome face appeared in front of her for no reason. His face was filled with a stinky expression and his low and magnetic voice sounded beside her ear, "I don't care. You must give me a beautiful daughter. If it's a brat, I'll give it back! "

The man's childish and overbearing face made Yi Xiaomi unable to hold it in. She burst into laughter. "My boys and girls all like it, but Shang Moze wants a girl." Actually, she liked all of Young Master Shang's and her children.

Hearing Yi Xiaomi's words, Mrs Zhang nodded her head repeatedly, "Young Master and Miss Yi are both so good looking, the child they gave birth to must also be..." Long growing. Mrs Zhang thought for a while and her mind had long searched through it. But she was unable to find a suitable word in the end. Finally, she directly spat out a "disaster to the world..."

When the word "bring disaster to the world came out, Yi Xiaomi laughed until her stomach hurt. She touched the child in her stomach and said, I hope it is not too difficult to control. Otherwise, in the future, there will be endless peach blossoms. As a mother, I really have to worry too much."

Mrs Zhang felt as if she had taken a calming pill in her heart. That son or daughter just now was actually a kind of test for Yi Xiaomi.

Young Master had been lonely since he was young. Now that he finally found a person he liked wholeheartedly, she sincerely hoped that Young Master would be able to obtain his own happiness.

Actually, the young master had never lacked women in the past. Those people said that they liked the young master, but as someone who had experienced it before, she could see that those women did not love the young master at all - it was just for money and the young master's handsome appearance.

Among them, there was no lack of women who wanted to use the child to trap the young master... And the child who trapped the young master was naturally a good boy...

When she saw Yi Xiaomi's eyes just now, she was purely beautiful and did not show any signs of lying. One hand touched her stomach, full of happiness. The young master finally did not need to be alone anymore!

"The doorbell suddenly rang. Yi Xiaomi turned her head and was a little puzzled. At this time, Shang Moze should still be in the company, and when he came back, he directly swept his eyes in. Why did he need to ring the doorbell?

If it was anyone else, she also did not tell Nana and Yuxi that Shang Moze's iron brothers, Ji Rann and Gu Yue, would also call to confirm if Shang Moze was at home before they came.

The more confused Yi Xiaomi became, the more curious she became. Who was at the door?

Seeing that Yi Xiaomi wanted to get up, Mrs Zhang quickly said, "Young Mistress, you sit, I will go."

The disgusting feeling just now had finally disappeared. Yi Xiaomi simply left the dining table and lazily half-collapsed onto the sofa. Her fair hands held her delicate cheeks and her pair of sparkling big eyes stared intently at the door.

A hand picked up an ordinary washed pill from the coffee table and Yi Xiaomi's snow-white fingers that were like green onion roots slowly peeled the skin and then entered her mouth to chew in enjoyment.

En, this grape is not bad... Beautiful, her eyes swept around the room. Yi Xiaomi smiled lightly, her face full of happiness.

In order to satisfy her non-stop mouth, Shang Moze specially transported a lot of fruits from all over the country, French grapes, Thai mango...

Other than fruits, there were all kinds of snacks in the room, but they were all healthy and nutritious. The corners of Yi Xiaomi's mouth slightly curled up. Yi Xiaomi thought that Young Master Shang still attached a lot of importance to this child.

Shang Moze's sharp eyebrows slightly raised. "Even if you are not pregnant with this child now, one day the room will be filled with food..." )

When Yi Xiaomi reached out her hand to take the third grape, the door was opened by Mrs Zhang. She had thought of tens of millions of scenarios but Yi Xiaomi did not expect that the person standing in front of the door would be a woman.

It was also a very young and beautiful woman. No, perhaps calling her a girl was more appropriate and she did not seem much older than her.

She had large eyes and porcelain muscles, a petite and beautiful figure, and her long black hair was draped over her shoulders. No matter how one looked at it, it was beautiful. It had a kind of gentleness and gentleness like that of a young girl from a small family in the south of the Yangtze River.

However, why did this girl make me feel so unhappy? If she was white, then she would be a white lotus flower, and if she was green, then she would be a green tea b * tch...