Not out of narcissism, just pure intuition, Mr. Mo thinks that this bouquet of roses is for himself, of course, Mr. Mo will not take the initiative to ask such a thing. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Although the paper roses are indeed very no, and he is also a little tempted, but compared to the more trouble that will get in the future, this bouquet of paper roses that can only be seen but not eaten is insignificant, huh...... It seems to be really edible.

Putting aside these miscellaneous thoughts for the time being, Mr. Mo thinks that it is the right thing to perfunctory Lan Xian Ge first, who can say for sure what paper roses are, what if Lan Xian Ge is embarrassed to send it?

After withdrawing the hand that opened the curtain, Lan Xiange lowered his head with a red face, avoiding Mr. Mo's gaze in a bit of a panic, but the big hat even covered his entire face.

Easily opened the floor-to-ceiling window that was only one person-wide quietly before, and Mr. Mo was ready to start fooling.

"That...... Hmmm......"

Mr. Mo is a little short of words, and he really can't think of a suitable reason for a while, so he can't think of her again, right? Obviously, it was just her delusion that she made it clear yesterday that she liked her or something, and the possibility of running over to make up for the knife is higher, right?

"I think we need to have a good talk."

After struggling for a long time, Mr. Mo held back such a nonsense, but then he can probably mix it up in a heart-to-heart way, right? As long as you use her studies, future, world peace, and the like as an excuse, teach her how to be a person, and then ......

"For you!"

Lan Xiange suddenly raised his head and said, and at the same time handed out the paper rose bouquet in his hand.

What a surprise!

In a short distance, Mr. Mo could clearly see the eyelashes on her face trembling slightly from excitement and shyness, the water-colored eyes that flashed with anticipation, and the crystal lips that were tightly pursed after speaking, and the fine soft fluff on her red cheeks were faintly discernible.

However, Mr. Mo was not interested in Lan Xiange's appearance, and his heart was already a mess at this time.

This development is not scientific!

It was obviously the time of the confidant brother, and it made her break the small theater of blushing and heartbeat, which blocked back the bunch of nonsense that Mr. Mo had just brewed, and made him have to think of a new set of rhetoric.

Wrong! Seems like it's useless to explain why you're here now, right? Lan Xiange didn't seem to be paying attention to this.

"Why did you give it to me?"

Mr. Mo's mind was in a hurry and he threw out a question. He could see that Lan Xiange was actually in a state of being in a state of being in a hurry, as long as she asked a few questions to make her feel embarrassed or something, she would be timid, who was already timid and super good at brain supplementation.

The fact is just as Mr. Mo thought, Lan Xiange just said that sentence without thinking about it as soon as his brain was hot. After saying this, she felt her cheeks heating up, her heartbeat getting stronger and stronger, and she was about to run away.

However, the restless mood stopped at Mr. Mo's question, Lan Xiange took the paper rose back into his arms with some loss, bowed his head slightly, and the brim of his hat once again covered the expression on his face.

Why give it to him? Obviously, I have already said that liking her is just her wishful thinking, just a joke of self-deception.

But...... Isn't it because I can't let go of the sixteen paper roses that I spent a day and folded them little by little?

Obviously he has quit as a loser, but the feelings in his heart can't help himself.

The rose, a symbol of love and beauty. Paper roses, eternal and fragile tenderness. Sixteen flowers, changeable and restless love.

At this point, will he accept this uneasy feeling...... No way......

Lan Xian Ge is just a cowardly child, always afraid of being hurt, afraid of loneliness, afraid of being malevolent. She has always been unable to be strong, living with the flow, and even the position of the representative of the math class is only because of her good grades and was promoted by others, and she doesn't even know how to refuse.

This piece room is her castle, decorated with her favorite origami, paper cats, paper frogs, paper giraffes...... The inhabitants of her origami castle surround her and protect her in purity and serenity.

When her soft heart is stung by green love, hiding here is her best choice.

It's just that she didn't expect that Mr. Mo would appear again, so suddenly, she was caught off guard and made a direct move to send flowers in a panic.

As for the facts...... The virtual meow who was watching the play next to her said that she did it, and she just wanted to trap Mr. Mo.

Hinting at the simple little fairy techniques such as guided hypnosis, the Void Meow is as natural as breathing. Although the effect on Mr. Mo has been extremely weak, and he often finds all kinds of discord, Lan Xiange, who is just an ordinary person, is completely unable to resist, even if the turn is very stiff, she can't find anything abnormal.

"Yes...... What's the use of giving it to you? You're not going to like me anyway......"

Lan Xian Ge muttered to herself, her expression depressed.

As soon as this reaction fell into Mr. Mo's eyes, it was different, Mr. Mo naturally didn't have sympathy or anything like that, he just felt that he could fool around.

At that moment, Mr. Mo slowly squatted down, looked directly at Lan Xiange's face, and asked softly,

"Why do you like me? I don't see anything about me that deserves your liking. ”

"I like it when I am moved, how do I know why I ......"

Lan Xiange turned his head, not daring to touch Mr. Mo's gaze, and at the same time whispered, feeling a little aggrieved.

"Haven't you thought about it? Maybe it's not a liking, it's just an ordinary drawbridge effect, it's just an illusion that arises when you're nervous, and when you think about it, it's just normal psychological fluctuations. ”

Mr. Mo explained patiently, he knew that there were very few girls who really knew love at this age, and most of them were full of fantasy and enthusiasm.

"People often mistake the inadvertent throbbing of a certain moment for love, which is shallow and ignorant, without repeated confirmation of the heart, without the ...... of time"

"I don't listen! I don't want to listen! I just like what's wrong with you!? ”

Lan Xiange suddenly interrupted Mr. Mo's words and continued excitedly, but buried his head between his arm and the paper rose, the fragile paper was squeezed and bent, and at the same time, the paper hat was also lifted by the paper rose, almost falling off.

Mr. Mo looked at Lan Xiange's childish wayward behavior with some helplessness, although this reaction was expected, but when it really happened, Mr. Mo was still very embarrassed, after all, he was reasoning!

Although these are all his personal opinions, and there may be more distorted opinions and crooked theories that he has imagined out of thin air, it is still possible to listen to them reluctantly.

However, reasoning requires someone to cooperate, and the other party will not listen at all, and it is useless to talk about all the points you are going to make next.

In fact, Mr. Mo can still see that Lan Xiange is just a little resistant to his point of view, if he really doesn't want to listen to it at all, he can leave, so Mr. Mo still plans to continue to reason.