I'd love to live next door to you

Walking back to the parking lot, Chen Qingtian reached out to open the passenger's door as usual.

The copilot's seat, quietly lying a bunch of roses.

Not brilliant red, but light green.

Chen Qingtian stares at the rose that almost occupies the majority of the seats, subconsciously wants to turn around, but is encircled by Han Jinglun who comes from behind.

He pressed his chin on her shoulder, put one hand around her waist, and then leaned slightly, pulled one out of a bunch of roses, and handed it to her face.

"the last advertisement was not formal enough. I wanted to give you a complete advertisement in the restaurant today. Now the order is a little disordered, but it doesn't matter, as long as..."

His elegant voice stuttered in her ear,

"you are willing to accept my heart."

The gentle breath swept over her earlobes, and the scalding spread from the tip of her ear, and soon turned crimson.

She slowly raised her hand and squeezed the rose with a little pressure.

Han Jinglun lowered his head and kissed the rose lightly. "It's yours to poke."

Flowers are yours, so am I.

Looking at her more and more red cheek, Han Jinglun was in a good mood and released her. He put a bunch of roses in the back seat. When she got on the car, he closed the passenger's door and went around to the driver's seat and sat in.

Along the way, Chen Qingtian was holding the flower in a daze, thinking of the kiss he fell on the row, the kiss she took the initiative to gather in the World Trade Plaza She felt that she was scalding from head to foot, and her brain was much hotter than that day.

…

Han Jinglun left the next morning. Before he left, he made dumplings for her and put them in the refrigerator to keep fresh.

There is a brand-new post it note on the refrigerator door,

"Xiao Qing, I can't accompany you today if I have something to do. The dumplings are kept fresh. Remember to cook them today and eat them overnight. Happy New Year's Eve. "

Chen Qingtian opened the refrigerator door and saw a box of dumplings in the fresh-keeping box.

She thought it should be delicious even though it was not cooked yet.

Even though he has had breakfast, Chen Qingtian is still a little ready to move and reaches for the fresh box.

Just then, her cell phone on the table rang.

Chen Qingtian's back is slightly stiff.

She went to the dining table and saw a string of strange numbers on her mobile phone.

Half an hour later, Chen Qingtian opened the door of the KTV box last time.

As soon as she stood in the box, the person sitting on the sofa stood up, picked up the golf club that had been prepared for a long time, and "bang" swung it onto Chen Qingtian's right leg.

She couldn't stand the force. "Plop," she knelt on the ground.

The other side's hand, wearing black gloves, pinched her neck, and her voice was furious:

"I have raised you for so many years, how dare you break my story?"

"Did you forget your leg?!"

Chen Qingtian grabs his lips and gently shakes his fingers in his sleeve.

People say that the memory of childhood will gradually blur with time, but she did not.

Every recollection of the past is especially clear, including the pain at that time. Up to now, she still remembers it clearly.

Chen Qingtian woke up in a flash.

"I'm sorry, i..."

"He saw my message, and I was afraid of damaging your business. I dare not act rashly, so I took him away."

After that, she was shocked to realize that she had subconsciously found an excuse for what she had done.

Q loosened her neck and patted her face with his hands: "Xiao Qing, you don't want to let me down, I don't want to have another time. From today on, you will monitor Han Jinglun's every move, remember? "

"Remember."

…

Back in the apartment, Chen fell asleep in the quilt.

It's dark when I wake up.

She came out of the bedroom, turned on the light in the living room, and at a glance saw the roses in the vase on the tea table.

She went to the sofa and sat down, staring at the Rose Hair for a long time.

Then click on the mobile phone, unconsciously search the flower language of the green rose,

the alias of the green rose is "blue sea and blue sky".

I only love you.

99: I hope our love will never grow old. I want to be with you forever.

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have red envelopes for monthly tickets ~ remember to collect them ~