The male god pretends to be deep, 100 misses

Chapter 491 511: Can You (3)

It's not very good for a girl to sleep on the floor, the humidity is too heavy, isn't he showing a gentleman's demeanor?

Otherwise, is she really not used to sleeping here?After all, the living conditions here are really not like those in the city.

Jun Xiao was still standing there, thinking wildly, organizing his thoughts, Song Manxi had already walked a long distance in a fit of anger.

Probably because she didn't hear the footsteps catching up while walking, her angry face became even more broken, she looked back suddenly, the man was still motionless in place, and had no intention of trying to hold her back.

It's horrible, it's horrible.

He is simply an idiot who doesn't know style, doesn't understand women's thoughts, and has a very low EQ. Brother Jun Xiao is an idiot.

In the end, Song Manxi didn't know whether it was because of grievances or something else, her eyes were burning, but no tears fell, she quickened her pace and walked towards Jun Xiao's car.

When the door was about to open, he still looked back reluctantly, but he did not catch up, this stupid goose.

Song Manxi has scolded Jun Xiao countless times in his heart and mind.

In the end, she could only be sure again that he didn't want to keep her at all. In fact, Song Manxi wanted to scold her even more: "Who the hell just want to be brother and sister with you, and I called you brother for so long, so I separated the bed purely Sleep, the ancients are not as conservative as you."

Cursing and cursing in her heart, she still didn't turn around to say it after all, and pulled the car door open angrily, but she saw something in the car and stopped in the next second.

It was a bouquet of red roses placed quietly on the passenger seat of the car. She always only liked red roses, no matter what red they were.

Even the flowers at the previous wedding were red, but he actually knew that this bouquet of flowers was brought back for him tonight?
Song Manxi didn't sit on it, but closed the driver's door, turned around and turned to the other side, and opened the co-pilot's door.

She leaned in and took out the bouquet of flowers. With the light of the street lamp in front of the house, she could still see some drops of water on the rose petals.

Because of this kind of weather, there is no big sun, and the water droplets will not evaporate when the flowers are placed in a shady car. It seems that he deliberately picked the fresh ones.

After seeing this bouquet of flowers again, Song Manxi's mood calmed down a little, and the previous anger was swept away.

The EQ is low, but the IQ is still online, and a card was added. Song Manxi took out the card and glanced briefly. The handwriting was not Jun Xiao's.

It may be written by a flower shop, but it does not affect the affection between the lines.Song Manxi brought the flower close to her nose and sniffed it twice, then stood by the car door until Jun Xiao reacted and chased it out.

He ran very fast all the way, the black hair on his head was messed up by the wind, and when he saw Song Manxi still standing at the door not far away, holding the bouquet of flowers he wanted to give her, Only then did my heart relax.

It's okay, it's probably because of the bouquet of flowers. Fortunately, he was in a hurry to find her as soon as he got out of the car, and forgot about the existence of the bouquet of flowers.

Only then did he successfully intercept the person.

His steps were very light and slow, and when he appeared behind Song Manxi, she hadn't noticed it yet, she was still looking at the rose in her arms with joy, when suddenly someone hugged her from behind, she was startled.

But after smelling that familiar scent, she felt at ease, and she asked him, "Did you send it to me?"

　It’s not that I don’t write, it’s that I’ve really encountered a bottleneck. I really haven’t driven a car, and I didn’t seem to drive a car in the last book. (Shy) This is very important. Give me some time to sort it out. I haven't forgotten the chapter of today, and I haven't forgotten the chapter today. I owe you two chapters. In fact, if I want to write, I still have an hour to write it, but I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up with it later. Please, everyone Forgive me, I'll get a detailed outline, think about it for a day or two, try to figure out the plot, and come up with another [-] words.Ann, dear ones.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)