Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

The clerk looked up and apologized, "sorry, miss, I've finished painting..."

She's still a little late. The clerk has already brushed the money.

Lu Mian looked embarrassed. He bit his lip and hesitated how to speak. The clerk handed the card with both hands: "Sir, your card."

The man looked indifferent, his eyes swept gently from her face like water, took the black card and magnetic voice line handed by the clerk, and said thank you. The roses were held by him in one hand. The charming red and the black of the suit became the most distinctive color impact.

Handsome face, smooth jaw line, thin lips are light crimson, slightly pursed.

She looked indifferent and her eyes were as clear as water. She passed her with her long legs and left the florist.

From beginning to end, he didn't say a word to Lu Mian.

A familiar stranger.

Lu Mian suddenly thought of this sentence.

Obviously familiar, but treat each other as strangers.

"Miss, your flowers are wrapped." At this time, another clerk wrapped her Lily and handed it to her.

After a look, Lu Mian answered and left a sentence: "thank you." He turned and ran out.

"Wait!"

The tall and straight back of the man gradually disappeared.

Lu Mian tried to catch up. He didn't mean to stop at all. Lu Mian hated himself. Why did he come out in high heels.

He stumbled and almost fell.

Slowly, she bit her lip and tried her best to catch up.

"Wait." Finally, he ran to him and stopped him.

Ling Yushen's delicate eyebrows frowned unconsciously. Her clear eyes fell on her face with the meaning of inquiry.

"This flower... I don't want it."

Lu Mian said and stuffed the flowers into his arms. He stood still, and the flowers fell from his chest to the ground.

Lu Mian: "

Fingers, slightly curled up.

She stepped back and watched the flowers fall to the ground.

"Throw it away." His voice was low and indifferent.

Just like his expression, his indifference was chilling.

Black Bentley, under her gaze, quickly merged into the traffic flow and soon disappeared.

……

"Yuanyuan, why did you go so long?"

Lin qin'er half leaned on the hospital bed with a collection of poems in his hand. He couldn't help wondering when he saw her come in.

Hearing the speech, Lu Mian lowered his eyes, looked at the lily in his arms and smiled, "I met an acquaintance, so I wasted some time."

"Which friend is it?"

Lu Mian came to the tea table, took the vase and scissors and began to arrange flowers. "You don't know."

"Do you have any friends your mother doesn't know?"

Lin qin'er was still curious.

"Mom." Lu Mian cut off the flower branches, and his voice was helpless. "Don't tangle with this problem, okay?"

Lin qin'er was stunned. What happened to her today?

I seem to be in a bad mood.

When Lu Yan came, Lu Mian leaned on the sofa, his hair covered most of his face, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

He walked lightly and came to Lin qiner's bed. "Mom, why don't you go home and sleep when I'm tired?"

Lin qin'er shrugged and made a helpless expression, "she's in a bad mood. Don't annoy her."

It turned out that Lu Yan was in a bad mood. Lu Yan understood and changed the subject. "By the way, when I just came, the nurse on duty at the nurse desk told me that someone sent you a bunch of flowers today. It's on the nurse's desk. Do you want to take it into the ward? "

"Who sent it?"

"I don't know. Shall I ask?"