Avenger Princess's Hard To Please

Yu Kexi curled his lips and asked with a little jealousy, "president Xu is rarely free today. Don't you have to go to the hospital with that one?"

After saying these words, I caught a glimpse of Xu Lixing's face on the side, and immediately regretted what he said.

Obviously, she wanted to save him, but as soon as the flattering words came to her mouth, the thought of Xu Lixing embracing Cheng Die turned into irony.

Fortunately, Xu Lixing just looked ugly, but he still replied, "I'll be with you today."

Yu Kexi was unhappy when she heard this, as if she was longing for his favor and waiting for his luck.

He brushed his lips and said, "I've made an appointment with song Lu today. You don't have to accompany me."

Hearing this, Xu Lixing's face coagulated, turned to look at her, and his eyes were filled with some bitterness.

Song Lu, song Lu again

Piansheng or song Lu.

"Do you have to talk like that?" Xu Lixing gave her a hurt look.

Aware of his emotions, Yu Ke Xi suddenly became indifferent, but could smell the rich perfume smell of the butterfly that he wore on her body. She was particularly uncomfortable.

"I always talk like this. If you mind, you can listen."

"You..."

Xu Lixing was so angry that he was about to speak, but his face suddenly changed.

Outside the window, "beep..." a long sound, a large white truck suddenly turned around and rushed towards the co driver's seat. He reacted in an instant, subconsciously stretched out his hand over Yu Kexi and hit the steering wheel.

The car changed its course and took a step back. I saw the white truck wipe in front of me, scratch two ink tire marks on the ground, and brake quickly.

Fortunately, it was just a false alarm.

Inside the car, Xu Lixing kept hugging Yu Kexi, leaned back slightly and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Yu Kexi obviously didn't react from this sudden change. He leaned blankly against his chest and listened to his strong heartbeat. His mind was blank.

After a long time, he let go of his hand and glanced at her, "are you okay?"

Yu Kexi shook his head stupidly, "no, nothing..." looked up, looked at the white truck, recalled what had just happened, and felt a cold sweat behind his back.

If Xu Lixing's response was later, the consequences would be unimaginable.

She bit her lip and said, "thank you."

"Yes." Xu Lixing answered without saying anything. He grabbed the steering wheel again, drove forward, and suddenly asked, "can I take you back to the company?"

Yu Kexi wanted to refute, but he couldn't save face.

Thinking that he might want to go back to the hospital to see Cheng die, he nodded and said, "OK."

Xu Lixing pulled at the corners of his mouth and didn't speak. He focused on driving all the way, stopped steadily at Yu Kexi's company gate, watched Yu Kexi get off, and thought that she would talk and date with song Lu next. A burst of bitterness came to the bottom of his heart.

"It's a business. The project cooperated with song needs to be completed by the British branch." Finally, Yu Kexi specially explained.

The man's gloomy face eased a little.

On the cloudless sky, the sun hung high and spared no effort to emit light and heat. The ground has been hot, and the summer wind has brought waves of heat waves, which is really hard to lift.

On the streets of British alleys, some people sell hamburger ice cream in small cars, others wear sunshade fans, and the ground is covered with a layer of gauze, on which all kinds of hand-made gadgets are placed.

Sporadically, some customers stopped to buy things, but perhaps because of the weather, there were not many people on the street.

It's already four o'clock in the afternoon after visiting old friends from the community.

There are only two hours left from the time agreed with Yu Kexi.

The dark and bright eyes curiously glanced at the surrounding environment. Song Lu couldn't help sighing that it has changed so much over the years.

A small shop at the corner of the street attracted his attention and paced past. It was a flower shop.

All kinds of flower pots are placed around the door of the florist, and all kinds of flowers are erected inside.

"Do you buy flowers, sir?"

A girl under the age of 17 or 18, with a typical British face, wearing an apron, a pair of rubber gloves, a pair of braided braids, fluent English, raised a bright smile on her face and greeted song Lu.

Nodding, song Lu raised his lips and returned with a faint smile.

Song Lu put one hand in her trouser pocket and slowly walked into the florist. Her eyes fell on the arranged bouquet one by one, and she slightly screwed up her eyebrows. Obviously, she was not very satisfied.

He wants to buy a bunch of flowers to see Yu Kexi.

"Who do you want to send, sir? Friends or lovers? "

Seeing the customer's mind, the small shopping guide blinked his naive big eyes and came to song Lu.

The man played with the budding rose bone in his hand, and always had a shallow smile on his mouth.

To whom? Song Lu's mind flashed Yu Kexi's smile, which was so beautiful that it couldn't be done.

"Like people."

After hesitating for a long time, song Lu tangled on his face and said the answer that had been brewing in his heart for a long time.

He doesn't want to be a lifelong friend with Yu Kexi. If he has a chance, he really wants to be a lover.

The little shopping guide tilted his head and his pure eyes slipped through the colorful shop. Finally, his eyes lit up and fixed on one of them.

"How about the white rose, sir?"

Looking along the girl's slender fingers, song Lu saw clusters of white flowers in full bloom in the corner of the florist, and his dark eyes flashed.

White rose? That sounds good.

"Sir, the flower language of white roses symbolizes pure love, which is very suitable for you."

Without waiting for any reaction from the man, the little shopping guide said to himself, picked up a bunch, walked to song Lu, raised his head and eyes, and carefully observed the customer's reaction.

He took the flower in the girl's hand with one hand and scattered his eyes on it. Song Lu's dark pupil reflected infinite tenderness.

"Just it."

Holding the beautifully packaged bouquet, song Lu hummed happily and walked back to the car step by step.

Take out your cell phone and turn to the number you recite.

——Jingling bell, before Song Lu pressed it, the mobile phone rang.

His lips wriggled slightly. Song Lu put away the brilliant smile on his face, frowned Junmei, and looked at the caller with a bright light in his eyes.

It's from the old housekeeper of the Song family's old house.

Countless possibilities flashed in my mind for a moment. What happened to the Song family, or

"What's up?"

Half drooping eyelids, long eyelashes slightly cocked up and trembled in the wind. Song Lu pressed the answer button and had a dispute in his heart.

The other end of the phone was stunned for a few seconds, and an old male voice came.

"It's young master song."