Marriage has a pit: Daddy, get divorce quickly!

Buy flowers for the man you like and give them to the woman you like.

What does it feel like?

After Mu Zi hung up the phone, she just felt that she was no longer herself. She was not sure whether Yu Jiangqing did it unintentionally or because she knew that she liked it.

But it was clear that, intentionally or unintentionally, she felt hurt.

Ninety nine red roses mean long and lasting love.

Lunch break is not over, Mu Zi will buy flowers back, bright red roses she held all the way, dazzling.

Looking at Mu Zi putting the rose on the table, Yu Jiangqing reached out and took out the card. It seemed that she casually asked, "what kind of love words do you girls like to listen to?"

Mu Zi Leng for a moment, and did not react at the first time, until she reacted to what Yu Jiang Qing said, a heart seems to be torn.

"I, I don't know." Muzi opened her mouth, and her voice was embarrassed.

Yu Jiangqing gently stroked the delicate rose, leaning on the back of the chair, looking at the abnormal face of Mu Zi, "I'm not young, and personal problems have to be put on the agenda."

Mu Zi's smile all maintained some difficulties, finally only awkwardly opened mouth to say: "the chief has nothing to do, I first went to busy other."

"Go ahead." Yu Jiangqing said, and put the card on the table. It was empty. At first, he planned to tell Mu Zi what he wanted to write, and then let Mu Zi write it. But it was a girl after all, and he finally chose to write it himself.

He did this step, the girl should know what she meant.

Mu Zi's eyes fell on the flower card, and her uncontrollable jealousy overflowed her eyes. She hid everything with a low head posture. At the same time, there were other things hidden.

After Mu Zi went out, Yu Jiangqing raised her mouth and looked at the heart-shaped card in her hand. How can she write the words in it?

Looking back, it seems that he didn't send flowers to Ding Ning and had a love talk.

Sin, sin.

But the idea is simple, love is hard to say.

He didn't write the card well until he came home in the afternoon.

Yu Jiangqing goes back with the rose. Ding Ning is talking on the phone in the living room now. The little monkey is lying in the cradle alone. It's not like a baby.

Yujiangqing put down the rose in his hand and took the little monkey out of the cradle. His soft body is yujiangqing's son. It's wonderful.

Yu Jiangqing holding her son did not hinder Ding Ning on the phone, but holding his son directly went to the kitchen.

Ding Ning didn't know who she was talking to. She didn't even find him coming back with flowers in his arms. She seldom spoke, as if she had been listening to people over there.

Maybe it's either Ye Yuwei or Xiao Yaojing. Her friend Hengshi is just these two.

After Ding Ning called, he turned back to see the rose on the table.

rose?

Ding Ning slowly put away the mobile phone, and then went to the table, reached out and picked up the bunch of roses, no need to count, such a big bunch, according to the vulgar agreement, how is also ninety-nine.

Yu Jiangqing sent her flowers?

It's really a rare sight in a hundred years.

Ding Ning looked down and found a card in it. He couldn't help opening it.

It's better to be a broken jade than a broken one. You are the end of the jade

The softest place in my heart seems to have been hit lightly, soft and sweet.

Ding Ning thought, maybe, this is the feeling of being loved.

But——