Fallen Wild Rose

Chapter 75 Wild Rose 75
It's just that Qin Xi never put his mind on these things, and he didn't pay attention to them when he was younger. What he was always busy with was work, family and company.

Fortunately, she wasn't interested, otherwise wouldn't it be too miserable?
There are also many small vendors walking along the street with candied haws. This kind of snack that adults and children love is indeed suitable for appearing anywhere. Need to go forward.

Qin Mingjing focused his attention on the row of bouquets, and then stopped to watch for more than ten seconds before walking forward.

The owner of the flower seller is a grandfather in his 60s with a gray beard. He greets people with a smile when he sees them coming.

"Young man, let's see what flowers you like."

Qin Mingjing picked up the bouquet of roses: "I like this."

This flower stand is not big or small, and they are all placed in a tricycle carriage. There are everything from lilies, sunflowers to carnations. The large and small bouquets are neatly arranged together, and the rose is the only flower left. This is the next one.

The old man was wearing a pair of presbyopic glasses, he straightened his glasses legs, stretched his neck forward and squinted his eyes to look behind him, and asked with a smile: "Buying flowers for your sister, young man is quite filial."

Qin Xi and Qin Mingjing look quite alike, their facial outlines are almost the same, but the former is colder and the latter is more immature, and now they look more similar as they get older, but Qin Xi The coldness on his body is definitely worse.

Qin Mingjing always wanted to brag about his elder sister when he saw people, but now he was in a good mood when he heard the old man say that, and he narrowed his eyes with a smile: "Yes, yes, my elder sister is so good-looking, of course she deserves such a Red roses."

Wen Qingzhu also came forward at some point. He handed the money to the grandfather, and then thanked him.

Qin Mingjing's bouquet of flowers was of course for Qin Xi, and he rushed forward in a desperate manner: "Sister, this flower is very beautiful, here it is for you."

Qin Xi took the large bouquet of roses handed over by the young man. The pure black matte wrapping paper was paired with delicate red roses. When Qin Xi hugged her, it only made people feel that the flowers were pale.

It even made people feel that, apart from her, no one else could be worthy of this red rose.

The red rose and the bright red sweater are very similar in color, and the night is dark at this time, even the brightly lit neighborhood cannot bring the light of day, so that Qin Xi and the red rose blend in more deeply.

Qin Mingjing was overjoyed, as if someone had given him flowers, and clapped his hands apprehensively: "I knew that red roses are the most suitable for you, sister, my vision is indeed right, this is so beautiful Bar."

His praise was not stingy.

Of course, there is no need to be stingy.

"Then thank you Mingjing for the flowers, I like them very much."

"Then if I see it later, I'll buy it for you!"

Qin Mingjing may have forgotten one thing, although he chose the flowers, but Wen Qingzhu paid for them, so to be precise, the real buyer of this bouquet should be Wen Qingzhu.

Wen Qingzhu also opened his mouth: "It's very beautiful."

He added: "Flowers are not as beautiful as you."

Qin Xi chuckled: "Thank you for the compliment."

If good-looking people come to praise, the praise will naturally be doubled.

At this moment, a polite voice came from behind and asked, "Hi, may I excuse you?"

(End of this chapter)