Mr.Qiao, love me, are you afraid?

Today, Su Jinse is a little strange.

Qiao Yi saw it at dinner.

She was obviously chewing bitter gourd, but the corners of her mouth were curved, and her eyes were smiling.

Is she so happy to receive those vulgar flowers?

Qiao Yi picked up the fishbone with chopsticks and said casually: "I knew you liked these, so my elder brother brought all the flowers in Qiao's garden into your room, and I won't even die now."

Mention Qiao Sheng, Su Jinse's smile just disappears.

Qiao Yi mentions Qiao Sheng very frequently during this period of time. She doesn't know whether to remind herself or Su Jinse.

She continued to eat with a stuffy head, silent, her body emitting a strong aroma of roses.

Fumigated Qiao Yi put down his chopsticks and said, "come back to eat after a bath, or get out of the restaurant."

Su Jinse was so obedient that she asked aunt Zhou to take her food to the garden.

Qiao Yi comes back to the room after dinner and habitually leans against the window to smell the cigar. He only likes to smell it but not to smoke it.

Then, naturally, I saw Su Jinse sitting on a stone table and eating slowly.

She held her cheek, chewed and did not chew. She looked at the distance and did not know what to look at.

In a word, Su Jinse is a little strange tonight. It's different in peacetime.

He calls assistant Ding, who is eating fish. Seeing Qiao Yi's call, he immediately spits up all the fish in his mouth.

"Good evening, Mr. Joe!"

"Find out who Su Jinse met today?"

"She went to the central hospital to see Su Jinqi."

"Is there anyone else?"

"No more."

Qiao Yi hung up and threw it on the bed.

Now that I have only seen Su Jinqi, what is the dreamlike appearance today?

Is it really because I received the flowers from tanye?

She has never seen the world.

Qiao Yi has the habit of going to Qiao Sheng's study to sit for a while and then go to bed at night. After su Jinse's room, the door is open, and the fragrance of flowers wafts out.

Aunt Zhou sniffed and walked by: "ah, it's delicious."

Qiao Yi suddenly stops: "aunt Zhou."

"Two less." She also stopped: "do you want to put bath water?"

"No, make a flower cake!" Qiao Yi said.

Aunt Zhou was stunned: "Er Shao wants to eat fresh flower cake. I'll go to the florist to order flowers later."

"What flowers to order?" Qiao Yi pointed to Su Jinse's room: "her room is now comparable to a flower shop."

"But it's Miss Su's flower..."

"She's very generous. She calls the chrysanthemum and picks all the flowers in her room. Tonight, she'll make some flower cakes. I'll send them to the guests."

Qiao Yi went into the study. Aunt Zhou wiped her wet hand on her apron and waved to Xiaoju: "take two baskets and let's pick flowers."

Su Jinse sat down for a long time after supper, and didn't go back to her room until she was cold.

She goes into the bathroom to wash and have a good sleep tonight. She will see Liao Zhijun at three tomorrow afternoon.

She went into the bathroom, stopped, and looked back in the small hall.

There are petals all over the floor. It seems that all the flowers in those finely packaged bunches are bare.

She went over and looked carefully. All the flowers were gone.

No wonder the smell just coming in is not as strong as it was just now.

She is not rare these flowers, just good placed in her room, suddenly become bare rod commander, this is too strange.

She didn't care to wash and go out of the room to see what was going on.

Follow the fragrance directly to the restaurant, see the table full of petals, aunt Zhou and several pastry chefs are picking petals.

Aunt Zhou looked up and saw Su Jinse, a little embarrassed: "Su, Miss Su..."

"What is this for?"

"To make a flower cake, you need to pick fresh petals, some of which are about to wither."

Su Jinse can also guess: "what Qiao Yi asked you to do?"

Before aunt Zhou answered, Qiao Yi's voice rang out behind her: "so soon?"

She turns around. Qiao Yi is wearing a crimson nightgown. Her hands fall into her pocket and she leans lazily against the doorframe.

His hair is still wet, not long after his bath.

Su Jinse thinks that Qiao Yi is fresh, more fresh than those petals.

Sometimes she really can't understand what Qiao Yi thinks. She frowns: "Why are you fighting with those flowers all night?"