Quick Transmigration: Ten Thousand Worlds Charter Woman

Chapter 582 Rose Festival 11
"I think the person who founded this Rose Festival has a serious problem in his head." Compared with Su Xiangjun, who is watertight, Wei Yunfang can occasionally be straightforward: "Look at these shops, the only flowers are roses, and at most I can match you with some forget-me-nots." The embellishment of gypsophila and baby's breath is also related to roses, and everything you use and play has to be related to roses. The theme is really outstanding, but it was only half a day yesterday that I was about to vomit. gone."

"No, I wonder if all the roses produced by people in this place are rose-flavored." Gu Jingfu was also a little resentful. Yesterday, the roses on the street, the roses, the first few mouthfuls, I thought the color was bright and the taste was fresh, which was quite interesting. But the taste of roses all over him, he got tired of it, and thought about going back to the hotel to eat something normal, but unexpectedly, the place was still on schedule, and he was so hungry in the middle of the night that he wanted to eat the bouquet of roses next to the LCD TV.

"Ouch! Brother Gu is merciful, I'm a fast-witted person, if you tell me, there will be a picture..." Wei Yunfang covered his mouth and nose with his hands.

Several people laughed at the same time, like old friends for many years.

They basically visited the shops in the front half street yesterday, and they didn't really come for tourism, so naturally they were not interested in going again. Like He Xiaoman, they seemed to want to hurry to the end of the long street to see what was there. .

"Which B&B does Brother Feng live in? Do you provide meals there? Will it be inconvenient!" Jiang Mingyan began to quietly inquire about Feng Che when he was idle.

He Xiaoman laughed with a "puchi" and said, "Mr. Jiang always reminds me of a plastic surgery hospital when he calls him that."

Feng Che stretched out his hand and flicked He Xiaoman's head, and said half helplessly: "Smooth ghost."

He Xiaoman pointed to the shop in front and said, "We seemed to be here yesterday, right?"

"Well, it's here." Feng Che nodded, and naturally took He Xiaoman's hand and walked into the shop first.

The other four people looked at each other, and they all felt that the two of them seemed to be hooking up, and it probably meant that they were going to send flowers.

Although I know that many players sleep with NPCs in survival games in order to relieve stress and relieve their physical needs. Anyway, players like them will not cause "human lives" in the game world. If certain diseases are not involved, protective measures For them, it is superfluous, not sleeping in vain.

Whether it's beautiful or ugly, it's just a momentary sensual pleasure, and nothing is life-threatening. Therefore, before fully understanding the rules and hidden dangers of the game, no one will act rashly unless necessary. Everyone is now waiting and watching.

At this time, many people have already confirmed that there must be at least one NPC between He Xiaoman and Feng Che. If there are two NPCs, the rose queen might have given it away long ago if they were so sticky.

Su Xiangjun took Wei Yunfang's hand, and calmly drew two strokes on her palm.

Wei Yunfang naturally understood what the captain meant, He Xiaoman and Feng Che were both players.

She suddenly felt a little sour.

Since Feng Che is a player, why did he fall in love with He Xiaoman when his eyes are so lame?The style is elegant, elegant, elegant, and always gives people a bookish atmosphere of the children of ancient aristocratic families. Wei Yunfang happens to be very fascinated by this style.

He Xiaoman is tall and slender, with a small head, there is a sense of rebellion. The two of them together are like opening a tattoo shop next to the ink painting workshop. They both paint, but no matter how you look at it, they don't match.

This store is a variety of gift paper products, including letter paper, wrapping paper, postcards, handwritten letters, loose-leaf notebooks, notebooks, etc., printed hollowed out and sprinkled with gold and fragrance of various papers, He Xiaoman came out after turning around.

The lot of geranium paper inside had a strong aroma of roses, which made her dizzy.

It's just that as soon as she stepped out, a sense of danger and gratitude made her hairs stand on end. When she turned to one side, a black shadow jumped up and grabbed He Xiaoman's head.

When Feng Che heard the voice running out from the shop, the matter had already ended amid the screams of several people.

A pot of roses fell from the third floor for some reason. It was He Xiaoman who hit it, but He Xiaoman has been displaced by [-] to [-] centimeters. In fact, with her ability, ten meters is not a problem, but the roses now The long street is crowded with people, and He Xiaoman's judgment is very accurate if he can avoid the danger without bumping into others.

And the black shadow that rushed over seemed to want to save He Xiaoman, but he didn't have time to think about it at the critical moment, but he grabbed the potted flower with his hands, and now his hands were dripping with blood from the flower thorns.

The onlookers were all lamenting the young man's brave deeds, and some said that the little girl should really thank her.

Only He Xiaoman knew that he was the one who escaped from this person before running out, and he was actually unnecessary.

If he doesn't come this way, the roses will fall to the ground and no one will be hurt.

But if He Xiaoman told the truth, there was a high probability that he would be erupted by the crowd.

What people want is hot spots, cool spots, and what everyone thinks is justice. Sometimes the facts don't matter.

So in many cases we have to thank the fans of the authorities, because the truth is often disgusting.

The man holding the flower pot looked pale and still looked at He Xiaoman with concern: "How are you? Didn't hurt you, I don't mind, as long as I don't hit you."

"Oh, this is a good man. There are not many people like this in the society now. My hands are tied like this and I still care about the rescued girl."

"No, is that woman out of fright? Can't even say thank you?"

"You have to take it to bandage your hands anyway."

"Hey, why are you like this? This handsome guy saved you regardless of his own life. It's fine if you don't take him to see a doctor. You won't even be able to express your gratitude?"

……

The people who eat melons are talking all over the place.

"You're welcome, as long as she's fine." The man with bloody hands still excused He Xiaoman with a bright smile on his face.

"Why don't you thank me, I must thank you for such a great kindness. After all, if you don't do this, the flowerpot might fall to the ground, or it might break into pieces. The soil that fell out of it might It will stain my girlfriend's shoes, and the thorns may get stuck in my girlfriend's feet, so I must thank you very much."

The spending was weird, and this person was also weird. Just when He Xiaoman was about to follow the public opinion and see how he would "thank" this man, Feng Che spoke.

The tone is very gentle, but the content is very elegant, which makes people crazy.

He Xiaoman found that when this guy didn't feel disgusted, he felt disgusted by others instead, it felt quite good.

Seeing the tall and handsome Feng Che talking about a girlfriend, a gloomy look suddenly flashed in the eyes of this brave man.

"You're really welcome, I just need to find a place to bandage it up." He still looked at He Xiaoman with concern: "As long as you're fine."

"Then let's go, I'll accompany you to bandage, I can't let the good people who have done good deeds chill."

(End of this chapter)