happy ex-wife

Chapter 3567 Looking for Baba ([-])
Gu Xicheng sat at the door until five o'clock, when he had to go back, the delicate roses were a little wilted now, Gu Xicheng was a little disappointed, she didn't see the roses at their most beautiful.

When the eastern sun was rising, Gu Xicheng got up and tidied up his clothes, then went to buy breakfast nearby, put it at her door, and then turned to leave.

Chu Luo smelled the fragrance of flowers when she got up to wash up together, thinking that she had never received flowers before, maybe a certain man would never give her flowers in this lifetime.

As soon as Chu Luo finished washing, she went back to the guest room and looked at the little ghost who was still sleeping peacefully with her butt up. She knew that he would not wake up for a while, and it was enough for her to go out and buy breakfast.

"Boom boom boom——"

As soon as Chu Luo came out of the guest room, he heard a knock on the door.

"Is Teacher Chu there?"

As soon as Chu Luo heard the sound outside, she hurried over to open the door. Standing outside the door was the old teacher who lived upstairs. The couple would go out for a run every morning.

"Ms. Chu is at home. When we just went out, we saw something at your door. Why haven't you confiscated it? Hurry up and collect it. If there are too many people, who will take it away for you." The old lady said, motioning for her Quickly collected the things at the door, "It's also intentional to send flowers this early in the morning."

Chu Luo lowered her head and looked at two bunches of roses of different colors and a lunch box placed by the wall.

The rose is a little wilted, it can be seen that it has been placed here for a long time, and there is still steam on the lunch box, at least for an hour or two.

and so--

After Chu Luo thanked in embarrassment, he bent down and put away the two bouquets of roses, and then lifted the lunch box in.

After closing the door, Chu Luo looked up at the ceiling. Was that man visiting the grave?

Is this the first time I collected flowers?
She always thought that Qiao Weiya received the chrysanthemums for the first time and it was very strange, but she didn't expect that there were even more wonderful ones.

He just placed it at the door, and those who didn't know it really thought he was going to the grave, and he knew that he was bringing tribute.

That man is simply...

Chu Luo wanted to scold him to death at this moment, but she also couldn't bear to throw away the words in her hand.

Yellow Rose - I'm sorry.

Red roses - I love you!

He would choose.

Chu Luo looked down at the rose, saw the card inside, went to put the lunch box on the table, and carefully took out the card.

[Boa:
I'm sorry, try to forgive me slowly, okay? 】

[Boa:
I love you, even if the rose is withered, my heart that loves you will never have a flowering period, it will only bloom undefeated. 】

As soon as Chu Luo looked at the two cards, his eyes drooped slightly, and the corner of his mouth curled up into a smile that no one else could see, and then he quickly put it away, carefully went to find the bottle, and then inserted the rose into it, carefully I take good care of them, because they are afraid that their flowering period will be too short and they will lose too quickly.

Breakfast is porridge she likes and steamed stuffed buns that Xiao Guigui likes, and the word heating is written on the lunch box. Does this person really regard her as an idiot in life?
After getting up, the little ghost didn't cry or make noise, and climbed out of bed to find Ma Ma to wash his face. After Chu Luo helped him wash up, he let him go out, and stayed in the bathroom to solve important livelihood issues.

"Bam—"

As soon as Chu Luo finished solving her own affairs, she heard the sound of broken glass outside. She was startled and ran out in a hurry, and saw the little ghost standing by the table by herself, with a broken vase on the ground, and There are roses scattered on the ground.

The little ghost stood there with an innocent face, "Huahua—"

(End of this chapter)