Wedding Pet

Lin Xingqing just brewed a pot of tea, and the fragrance of the rising tea is entangled with the floral fragrance, forming a very good smell.

Listening to the already familiar greeting from the ear: "Welcome to Youjian Flower Shop", Lin Xingqing has been able to welcome visitors with a very friendly and natural attitude for ten days.

"Hello, can I help you?"

The almost instinctive greeting fell, and the door was pushed open, just like Shu Si, who was elegant from beginning to end, stood in front of her like that.

"Kobayashi, I'm here again."

Between the four eyes, Shu Si's words were kind and friendly, with a light smile on his face. Such Shu Si was obviously not seen in ten days, but with a more intimate feeling than last time.

I have n’t seen it for ten days. If I say the first and the second day, Lin Xingqing will also think about what she would do if she met Shu Si. Ten days later, she had left Shu Si behind her head. The surprise in his eyes couldn't be concealed.

Shu Si naturally saw it too, but she just smiled so kindly, with a gentle, no-attack power that belongs to the elders, but could hit people's hearts directly.

This is Shu Si.

her...

The long, almost soothed breath exhaled, Lin Xingqing's eyes slightly lowered, and the surprise was finally covered by her.

"Hello, what do you need this time?"

Perhaps it is because the look of the heart is so good that the seemingly polite words unconsciously bring out a sense of intimacy.

It was only a little, but Shu Si felt it, and the smile on his face stretched a bit.

"The carnations you picked for me last time, my children love them."

Lin Xingqing clenched her fists uncontrollably, when she could hardly control her desire to raise her head, Shu Si's words continued:

"But this time I want to pick a bunch of flowers for myself, Kobayashi, what kind of flowers do you think should fit me at this age?"

In the tangy floral fragrance, the elegantly dressed old man has a gentle look and sincere attitude, looking exactly like a professional.

Lin Xingqing's clenched fists slowly loosened again. She slowly raised her head and looked at Shu Si's expression, opening her mouth halfway: "Do you want me to choose the right flower for you?"

"Yes, after all, in this respect, Kobayashi is a professional."

The last word fell, just like some naughty children, Shu Si blinked at her.

The elegant old man was inexplicably cute at the moment.

Lin Xingqing, who completely captured Shu Si's every move, paused for a moment, but the corner of his mouth was involuntarily shallowly raised.

"Okay, then I'll pick it for you. I hope you won't dislike it."

"How come, Xiaolin's choice is the best for me."

This sentence is as friendly and kind as before, but for some reason it is inexplicably with a heavy sense of weight. That is why Lin Xingqing refused to think about it.

In Shu Si's words, Lin Xingqing was silent for a while, did not reply, but turned and began to seriously pick up the flowers.

The flower shop is not big, but the flower's product cloud | cháng | 整 | 理 | There are also more than thirty kinds of appointments. In the ten days of dealing with these flowers every day, the meaning of the flower language represented by each flower is almost I was already familiar with the heart, but at this moment, Lin Xingqing still walked slowly until she stopped at the water that was being watered in the morning, with a few drops of water in the sunlight The open gladioli above.

The green branches and leaves, like a regular one above, have three or four deep pink flowers.

Lin Xingqing's palm moved slightly, but then he bandaged up very quickly.

"This flower is for you, it represents longevity and luck."

The flower language of this flower is also Lin Xingqing's voice.

She loves flowers because many times, when some words are unspeakable, flowers can be passed on behalf of people very well. For example, at the moment, the gladioli in front of her can say what she wants to say but can't say.

Shu Si looked quietly at the gladiolus in front of her for a few seconds. The smile on her face slowly converged, but Lin Xingqing's subconscious biting her lips, her face was again a kind smile.

"This gladioli is very beautiful, and it really suits me, thank you Xiaolin."

"You're welcome, you like it."

"By the way, I haven't come in the past few days. The flower shop seems to have introduced some new varieties?"

"Yes, I went to the flower and bird market two days ago, and I just saw some favorite varieties and bought some more."

"Huh, this brilliant red to extreme color, it is ..."

"It's a Japanese, Japanese, imported Begonia flower, this red is so gorgeous, it makes me happy to see it, so I took it over."

"Oh, this is the case, then this ..."

"it is..."

In the bright afternoon, the sunlight gradually became milder from violent to gradual, and the tea on the table had long lost its last trace of heat.

Lin Xingqing and Shu Si are obviously very different in age, but at this moment, the two people who just meet for the second time just like the old friend who meets and hates late, facing the flower shop The flowers can talk for a long time.

A serious talk, a serious listen, even the sun shone on her body began to take a warm tone.

"Xiao Lin, listen to Jun's words and win a decade of reading, it is really an increase in knowledge."

"You are welcome."

"It's not too early, I will come to you again next time."

"Ok."

The conversation that lasted for nearly a few hours was finally ended by Shu Si.

When the payment was made and cash was held, the old man with a kind smile gradually disappeared until it disappeared completely.

Lin Xingqing was sitting on the wooden sofa, just by the cold water that had been cold for a long time. Gudong was pouring a few mouths. The cold water slid down the throat into the chest, finally pressing the protruding dry mood. Stabilized.

"Huh ~"

Feeling that his mind was steady, Lin Xingqing looked at the still-blossomed Begonia flowers quietly, and finally gave a low chuckle.

Near five o'clock, Lin Xingqing made today's second batch of business, wrapped eleven roses for a young boy, and let the boy use the rose of the flower language of "one heart and one mind" to go to the beloved girl Confession.

Although she could not know what the final result of this confession was, the sweet tone when making a phone call to the boy, Lin Xingqing knew that for the boy, today must be an extremely sweet evening.

And she ... must be an extremely sweet evening.

At 5:50, when Fang Xia's figure walked in warmly with the afterglow of the setting sun, Lin Xingqing thought about it and trot to the front of Fang Xia. Between her eyebrows, she smiled and directly locked the door, and then hung it all over Fang Xia like an octopus.

"Fang Xia, today is an extremely worthy day to celebrate, so how about we try the flower shop?"

The blushing sunset, the charming, silky girl, the fingers slowly drawing circles on Fang Xia's chest, and the slightly lowered voice.

Although it is completely unclear how it is worth celebrating today, but sweeping through the blooming flowers in front of her, looking at the girl who is more delicate and charming than flowers, Fang Xia hands gently put Torin Xingqing's buttocks, occasionally Dumb.

"Xing Qing, as you wish!"

The author has something to say: The recent plot is really awesome. I feel that I am about to write what An An wants to write. It is really exciting.

Therefore, An An is going to rest.

Hum ~

I wo n’t update tomorrow, girl guys, see you the day after tomorrow?