“Red rose?”
Li Jingchen was silent, “Except for this.” Every fool knows that the red rose represents my love for you.
But they are not lovers and cannot give red roses.
“Then it’s boring, Li Jingchen, you don’t have to come to me every day…”
“Okay.” It’s just a bunch of flowers, and they don’t just buy them together.
Jing Li leaned against the wall, hugged the flower in her arms tightly, and suddenly smiled, “Why don’t you say that I love you, I won’t let you buy red roses, okay?”
“Not good.” He couldn’t make any promises to her.
Let him say he loves her, he would rather buy red roses.
His refusal was expected by her, and Jing Li was not angry. She stood on tiptoe and told him softly, “Li Jingchen, I can go back. With our current relationship, I may be tired one day, and wait until the day when I am really tired. , Li Jingchen, we really can’t do it anymore…”
The long arms he placed on her waist gradually tightened, his nose pressed against her, and he felt each other’s breath. He said, “Jing Li, you don’t have to be together if you like it. If you are happy, I am happy.
Jing Li, “…” Isn’t this the classic line of the male second in a romantic TV series?
No matter what, she and Li Jingchen couldn’t make any sense, “You don’t need to buy red roses, this bunch will be fine.” She pushed the man squeezed away from her, and sorted out the yellow roses that had been overstocked and deformed.
“Go back.” He was still those two words.
Jing Li nodded, “It’s okay to go back. You can tell me your relationship with Jiang Miaojia. It’s okay if I like you, but I can’t be a junior.”
Li Jingchen replied concisely, “I don’t like her.”
“She likes you.”
He still said, “It has nothing to do with me.”
“Okay, go home.” Jing Li simply gave him the flowers again and went to pack his own things.
Li Jingchen carried Jing Li’s suitcase in one hand, and she left the hotel while holding flowers in one hand.
When I walked to the door, I just ran into two people Li Jingchen knew. They greeted them briefly and separated.
After confirming that Li Jingchen had gone away, one of the women said, “Husband, the eldest son of the Li family didn’t pull the little girl last time. Will the eldest son of the Li family raise two women outside?”
The woman’s husband disagrees, “It’s normal, the Li family is powerful and powerful, and can afford to raise a few.”
“Yes, the upper class is like this. Looking at Li Jingchen’s body, maybe the two may not satisfy him.” The woman didn’t hesitate to speak in front of her husband, and drove the car lightly.
The man looked nervous, “Shhh! Keep your voice down, don’t mention his name, be careful that there are ears on the wall and get on your upper body.”
The woman looked around warily, but luckily there was no one.
Jing Li, who didn’t know what others were talking about, got into the car with Li Jingchen and drove towards the East Coast City.
On the way, Jing Li asked Li Jingchen to take her to the flower shop.
Li Jingchen thought she was going to buy red roses, but it wasn’t. She took a bunch of black Ling Xianglan and asked Li Jingchen to settle the bill.
After getting in the car, Li Jingchen looked at the woman who was obviously in a much better mood, and followed him comfortably.
just……
“Li Jingchen, I bought this bouquet for you. Now you take me to Lan Yingshan’s place and give this to her.”
“Huh?” Li Jingchen looked at him suspiciously.
Jing Li nodded and blinked, “Yes, she was the one who asked you to send me flowers, so thank her!”
Li Jingchen glanced at the bunch of black flowers and probably understood.
Lan Yingshan was very happy to see Li Jingchen. When he handed her a bunch of Ling Lanxiang, Lan Yingshan immediately changed her face, “Uncle, this is…”
Li Jingchen nodded, “I gave it to you.”
Lan Yingshan bit her lower lip and did not receive the bouquet. “What do you mean, uncle?”
Li Jingchen said lightly, “Thank you for giving me the idea to send flowers to Jingli.”
Lan Yingshan understood in an instant, and she smiled forcefully, “This was given by Jing Li, right?”
Li Jingchen did not speak.
“Uncle, do you know what Ling Lanxiang’s flower language is?”
Li Jingchen has recently become a little sensitive to the two words Huayu. He has no patience, frowning slightly, “Not interested.”
Seeing that Li Jingchen put the flower into her arms and was about to leave, Lan Yingshan said quickly, “Ling Lanxiang means that a woman is profane, she doesn’t know what to do, and she means cuckold…”
Li Jingchen paused, “…” Will there be such a magical flower language in the world?
“What does Jing Li mean? Why do you insult me like this? Uncle, where did I offend her?” Lan Yingshan’s pitiful voice came from behind him.
“I’m not interested in knowing your grievances.” Li Jingchen left a word and entered the elevator.
Lan Yingshan knows the flower language of black Ling Lanxiang, and must also know the flower language of yellow carnations. She knew what it meant and asked him to buy it for Jing Li… Li Jingchen’s eyes sank three points.
He was not interested in the intrigue between women.
Jing Li sat in the car and watched Li Jingchen walk closer and closer. There was no flower in his arms, and it seemed that he had sent it out.
Li Jingchen opened the door of the main driver’s car and sat in. It was too late to fasten his seat belt. He hugged Jingli, who was proud, and took a bite on her lips, “Is it fun?”
Jing Li was in pain, covered her mouth and glared at him, “It’s fun, it’s fun… Um.” Her hand was pulled down by the man, and her body leaned over and kissed her unconvinced red lips.
Back at the apartment, the man who hadn’t kissed Jing Li for a long time felt that the kiss in the car just now was not full of joy.
Absent-mindedly took a shower and walked out of the bathroom wrapped in bath towels. As soon as he took out his pajamas and threw the towel around his waist, the door of the room was pushed open, “Li Jingchen, my suitcase…ah! You…I… …Why don’t you wear clothes!”
Jing Li’s face flushed red, and he hurriedly turned to flee, covering his eyes.
“Stop!” Li Jingchen called to her who was about to leave, putting on her pajamas and walking to her side.
Jing Li thought he was going to pursue this matter and quickly apologized, “No, I didn’t mean it, I will knock on the door next time, you know, I knocked on the door before, this time I forgot! Really.” She said The truth is the truth, the truth is true!
Li Jingchen walked around in front of her, and Jing Li was relieved when he saw that he had put on his pajamas.
The man suddenly hugged her in his arms and leaned close to her ear and whispered, “You were right last time. My body may be broken recently. You have to relieve me.”
“This… I don’t seem to say it… No, I don’t seem to say it like that…”
“It’s all the same, Jing Li, I apologize, it’s time for you to make up for me!”
“How to make up?” She suddenly had a bad feeling.
Li Jingchen grabbed her small hand, which was already healed, and showed what he meant with practical actions.
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