"If this flower could hear you, my heart would be broken into powder." Xu Enen defended this expensive rose.
After returning home, Xu Enen quickly found two vases and prepared to take apart the two bouquets of roses and put them into the vases.
She stood at the dining table, put the red rose into the vase first, then picked up the champagne-colored rose that Lin Jingzhou had ruined. She also unpacked it, took out a rose and inserted it into the vase, moving very carefully.
Because she was afraid that if she accidentally knocked off a petal, she might lose thousands of dollars.
Then she will feel distressed.
Lin Jingzhou sat next to her, watching her treat the bouquet of flowers more seriously than him, and his eyes darkened.
From the time he came back until now, Xu Enen seemed to have put more thought into this bouquet of flowers than he did.
He finally came back, and it was late at night, and she was just standing here without looking at him, playing with the flowers given by other men?
Lin Jingzhou pursed his thin lips, then stood up and left.
However, despite such a big move, Xu Enen didn't even look at him, and was still focused on the bouquet of flowers.
He took two steps and paused. He glanced back at her and said in a deep voice, "Why don't you ask me?"
Xu Enen did not raise her head, her eyes focused on the roses in her hands, and she chuckled because she felt Lin Jingzhou's words were a bit funny, "Why do you ask? Can you still get lost in the house?"
"..."
Lin Jingzhou was silent for a few seconds, turned around, looked at her every move and asked, "Do you know what it means when a man gives a woman roses?"
Xu Enen paused in his hand movements and thought about the question seriously, "It represents...love."
Lao Xu loves her, and Lin Jingzhou also loves her. There is no problem with this answer, it is definitely the correct answer.
After saying that, she continued her movements.
Lin Jingzhou, who was standing behind her, felt that the problem was serious.
have a look.
She knew everything and understood everything, but she still accepted the flowers from Lu Yuanchuan.
What did he do when other women asked him for their contact information? Looking at her again, she accepted the flowers even though she knew she shouldn't.
What's more serious is that she still hasn't realized her mistake, and even left him as her boyfriend aside while tinkering with the bouquet of flowers.
Lin Jingzhou gritted his teeth and smiled, nodded slowly, turned around and left again.
If she didn't take the initiative to coax him tonight, she wouldn't be able to touch his abs tonight.
Five minutes later, Lin Jingzhou came out of the bathroom with only a bath towel wrapped around his waist.
His black hair was unkempt and hung messily in front of his forehead. Water droplets occasionally dripped from the tips of his undried hair, which spread along the slender neck line to his well-defined abdominal muscles.
He walked towards the dining table with long legs and saw Xu Enen still standing there arranging the bouquet of 'broken flowers'.
He tilted his head and smiled silently.
When Xu Enen picked up a rose again and was about to insert it into the vase, her back suddenly pressed against the man's firm and muscular chest, and the man's broad palm also wrapped around her waist.
A wave of post-bath moisture mixed with the refreshing scent of shower gel gradually enveloped her whole body.
Xu Enen's ears to her neck were instantly dyed with a thin layer of crimson. She lightly shrugged her shoulders, trying to get him up, but he never meant to let go.
She didn't have the heart to do it anymore.
She said softly: "Don't make trouble, wait until I finish it, there are still a few last ones."
Lin Jingzhou stubbornly refused to let go. His broad back was slightly arched. The light above his head fell on the muscles of his back shoulders, and tiny droplets of water slowly slid down. He lowered his head and pressed his thin lips against her shoulder and neck. Her skin trembled slightly: "Sister, please pay attention to me."
His voice was very low and soft, like a pitiful and unwanted puppy seeking comfort, aggrieved and sad.
Unexpectedly, he would now be reduced to using beauty tricks to win favor.
He was reluctant to hit her, and the quarrel made her angry, and in the end he wanted to cajole her. After thinking about it, this was the most appropriate method.
