Under Wen Yan's strong protest, they finally got up, but a certain man kept pestering them for a while.
The venue of the Flower Festival was far away from the hotel, so they had to take the hotel's sightseeing bus there.
During the gathering, Ouyang saw the red sand on his boss's Adam's apple, which was very dark in color, and asked with concern: "Mr. Fu, have you caught a cold? I have cold medicine here."
Under normal circumstances, if you have a cold or a sore throat, you will pinch yourself a few times. In the case of Boss, the cold is very serious, but he seems to be fine and looks good.
Wen Yan lowered her head silently, embarrassed and wanted to find a hole to drill into.
"No." Fu Hansi was very calm.
"Then why is your throat so red?"
Fu Hansi glanced at the talkative subordinate, who quickly shut up.
Ouyang's heart: Why is he talking so much? The boss's obvious show of affection really tortured him, a single dog, to death.
"You guys take the car at the back."
"Yes." Ouyang responded hurriedly.
"Assistant Oute, I'll see you later." Wen Yan said calmly, but there was a faint blush on her face.
"Okay, Secretary Wen."
Although Ouyang said this, he was planning to go far away later and keep the others away so as not to be their light bulb. If he couldn't even do this little thing well, he wouldn't want to hang out with Mr. Fu.
Wen Yan and Fu Hansi were riding in a sightseeing car together, and the men around them were not shy at all. "Yanyan."
"Mr. Fu, it's not good for everyone to see it." Wen Yan Zhengyi swatted away his leaning body.
She looked at him and whispered: "Don't do this next time."
In the morning, the man asked her to leave traces there, otherwise she would not get out of bed. In order not to be late, Wen Yan obeyed, but she accidentally left it too obvious.
Fu Hansi knew what she was referring to and accepted her teachings humbly. "Then stay somewhere else next time."
Wen Yan smiled secretly, pinched his lean waist and said, "Don't make trouble."
"Yes, it's up to Yanyan." Fu Hansi secretly grabbed her little hand and squeezed it.
She wanted to withdraw, but the man held her tightly. "Don't worry, they can't see it."
He didn't want to talk about this underground affair for a second.
There were many people at the Flower Festival event. After the two arrived, they did not see Ouyang and the others.
"Mr. Fu, please wait a moment. I'll make a call to Assistant Ott."
Fu Hansi stopped her. "No need to call, they're already in."
"So fast?"
"There may be something going on, we both think the same thing."
Fu Hansi thought to himself, he would give Ouyang a salary increase when he got back.
"Okay." Wen Yan nodded.
Although there were many people, Fu Hansi was definitely the most eye-catching man. He had the advantage of height and good looks. Many little girls peeked at him from time to time.
Wen Yan thought of the same scene in high school.
"Yanyan, what are you looking at?" He hugged her waist and leaned towards him.
"Because you are a sight." Wen Yan sighed.
"The scenery is by my side." He pinched the tender flesh of the little woman's waist.
He is really good at talking and is a master at seducing people.
The organizer also delivers flowers at a fixed point at the door. Each person is limited to one. Roses, sunflowers and lisianthus flowers are available.
Wen Yan received a platycodon flower.
The staff member looked at the man aside. "Handsome guy, do you want it?"
Fu Hansi looked at Wen Yan and said politely: "A sunflower, thank you."
The girl handed over the sunflower with a shy look on her face. "Handsome guy, I wish your secret love success."
Only then did Wen Yan see the large poster next to the sunflower.
The flower language of sunflowers is silent love, which refers to secret love.
In fact, many people received sunflowers, but for him, the staff specially reminded him. This sentence successfully made the people around him focus on him.
Fu Hansi understood very well and handed the sunflower to Wen Yan.
"Excuse me, miss, are you willing to accept it?"
"Wow~~~~"
It was originally a simple matter of receiving the flowers, but his cooperation heated up the atmosphere at the scene, and the people around him started cheering.
Because sunflowers also have a flower language: There is no one else in sight, and you are everywhere.
Under the eyes of everyone, Wen Yan took the sunflower in his hand with a blushing face.
"Wow~~~~" Everyone cheered.
Wen Yan shyly held the man's arm. "Hansi, let's go in quickly."
After passing through the crowd, they finally entered the flower hall.
"Hansi, thank you for the sunflowers." Wen Yan finally had the chance to say thanks.
The man leaned over and looked straight at her. "Yanyan, what I want is blatant love."
Her cheeks heated up and the corners of her mouth raised unconsciously.
He really has a lot of love words.
The Hundred Flowers Festival, as the name suggests, is about flower appreciation. Different varieties of flowers compete in beauty. The annual Hundred Flowers Festival attracts many people to come and enjoy the flowers. This is also the most lively time of the year.
There are many vendors gathered around, selling various special snacks. Because there is no unified planning, it is not very beautiful.
It took Wen Yan and Fu Hansi more than an hour to visit the entire flower venue.
The local government did not expect so many people to participate this year, and the preparations were not complete enough, which caused many tourists to be dissatisfied. Wen Yan also recorded various problems during the viewing. To address these common phenomena, detailed solutions need to be made.
In the evening, the man stayed in Wen Yan's room on the pretext that he had promised to play Monopoly.
Wen Yan took out the Monopoly game she bought before.
His eyes flashed slightly. "Yanyan, it's not like this."
"No? This is what we played when we were kids. Isn't this what you guys played?" Wen Yan asked doubtfully.
"Ahem, that's it."
Until a man took out what he called "Monopoly", Wen Yan blushed immediately when she saw the introduction above.
Its rules are the same as those of Super Monopoly. It also rolls dice, but the requirements in each grid are different, but the requirements of any grid are indescribable.
Fu Hansi coughed a few times and said softly: "If Yan Yan doesn't want to play, I'll put it away. Don't be angry."
He hugged the little woman and nuzzled her hot cheek.
Wen Yan was not angry. After all, she had promised. She only knew that he was very enthusiastic about that aspect, but she did not expect that he had such a hobby.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Fu Hansi kissed her face anxiously and apologized remorsefully. "Baby, I was wrong."
Wen Yan clasped her fingers and whispered, "Han Si can play if you like."
"Yanyan, if you don't want to, don't force it."
Fu Hansi said thoughtfully, with a burning light shining in his eyes.
Wen Yan took a deep breath and said slowly: "It doesn't matter, I'll roll the dice first." He liked it and he could accept it.
Wen Yan rolled the dice first, and the number was 3. The villain took 3 steps forward, and the form asked the other party to kiss him for 3 minutes.
The man hugged her delicate body, unable to hide the smile on his face. "Yan Yan throws really well."
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Family members, who knows, Fu Hansi is such a man.
Ahem, what you want...(≧∇≦)
