The cool breeze blew away the enthusiasm of the young man, but just as the two were flirting with each other, Su Jingkang, who had a black face, was provoked.

Mr. Diplomat went out of the gate without changing his shoes, and walked to the little golden retriever by the street lamp with a lively foot, and he couldn't care about the gentleman's demeanor, and shouted: "What are you yelling about? Ah, what are you shouting at my daughter? "In this way, where there is a dignified posture, give him a big knife and you can directly go up and cut people down.

Carlos didn't flinch when he saw the imposing Father Su, and honestly lowered his head to be trained, but halfway through, his eyes couldn't help but glance at Su Qingjia, and when he saw the girl burying her delicate little face on the flower ball, she unconsciously raised the corners of her mouth, and her ears began to fan up.

This made Mr. Diplomat very dissatisfied, and he crossed his chest and said directly: "Still laughing, why are you staying here?" Before I get angry, get out of here. ”

Carlos looked at Su Qingjia reluctantly, then bit his lip and left dejectedly.

Halfway through, he turned back, and gestured to Su Qingjia, who was still fiddling with flower balls on the balcony, with a gesture of love on his chest: ", Su Qingjia." ”

Then he plucked up the courage to say to Su Jingkang, who was still a few steps away from him, with a black face: "Uncle, you also have a happy Valentine's Day." ”

Su Jingkang couldn't wait to take off the shoes on his feet and throw them on his head, "You call it again and try it?" ”

This time, Carlos was embarrassed to call his father in front of Su Qingjia, so he closed his mouth decisively, and ran away handsomely before Su Jingkang caught up with him.

Su Jingkang looked up at his daughter who was humming a little song on the balcony, fiddling with two flower balls and showing them happily to him, and sighed, he still went back to the garden to pull weeds, he was inexplicably shown off, and he was so tired.

After returning to the garden, the diplomat gave full play to his character of studying, and cut several roses to make a personal gift, but it turned out that the diplomat was not very good at it, so Su Jingkang calmly piled up the broken petals into the soil as flower mud, and then picked a red rose and walked to Mingling, who was busy in the kitchen.

Ming Ling was so ashamed by his sentence "I love you, happy Valentine's Day" that he couldn't do it, and offered his red lips again.

While tasting the beauty's pink lips, Su Jingkang thought that if he has a specialization in the art industry, it seems that diplomats are still suitable for lip service.

Su Qingjia, who had been on the balcony for a long time, finally gave up her room, and she found a wooden carved stand to prop up the two flower balls, placed them on the piano, and then carefully sandwiched the Chinese love letter into the pages.

After putting it away, she reluctantly closed the book, and she kept reading it with the pear vortex for a long time, and laughed from time to time.

Although her new boyfriend doesn't have good taste, this confession skill is simply amazing.

She really ...... I like it......

With a sweet mood, Su Qingjia took out the book that had been prepared in the morning and wrote a paragraph on the title page.

Little Golden Retriever, she thought, would love it as much as she liked his Valentine's Day roses.

*

Carlos, who was silly and happy, made a thank you call to Oleg, the first army division, and Shen Ke, the second army division.

Since he was with Bella, he had a flutter under his feet, walked with the wind, and even Pelle praised him for his great progress in technique.

Her black-haired doll would cheer him on the sidelines of the training ground as before, but what made him happier was that he could hold Bella's little hand every time he rested, and when he was sweating, Bella would wipe him with a towel, and every time he parted, he could-

Kissed by her.

Carlos's left cheek was already full of six fragrant kisses, and today he received another one in the air, and the little golden retriever stuck it to the dimple, and it felt sweet all the way.

Little Golden Retriever has no MSN and rarely uses the Internet for entertainment, and in the years that Bella has left, all his time has been dedicated to football and school, except for missing.

Since his hat-trick in the final, the media has made him more and more of Barcelona's next superstar, and even worse, calling him a once-in-a-30 year talent.

His teammates often make fun of Carlos, but why can't they see Carlos' efforts?

The wonderful performance on the field is not so much his magic stroke, but his accumulation.

Over the years, he has been the first and last player to come to the training ground, and he has grown with the birdsong of the morning and the sunset at dusk.

He has worked hard to break through again and again, and the rapid progress that can be called is not something that can be exchanged for a little talent.

Of course, now that he's improving even faster, all his teammates and coaches feel that this is the power of love.

Although it feels like they are going to be overwhelmed by the pink bubbles of the two of them every day, they are also envious of such a feeling.

The little golden retriever is a persistent and brainless person, and after listening to Su Qingjia and him say "what a boyfriend should do" that day, he felt that he was right, and such a policy must be implemented.

But he didn't know how to show his determination to Bella after racking his brains, so he asked Shen Ke for help.

Shen Ke often returns to China during the summer vacation, and the "Hedong Lion's Roar" released in 02 is naturally very familiar to him, listening to the words of the little golden retriever on the phone, he automatically made up the picture of the little golden retriever being pulled by Su Qingjia's ears, and then told the little golden retriever about this movie with a smile.

Later, Shen Ke wrote down the actor's answer in Chinese and sent it to Carlos.

Carlos copied the template for three days, broke a stack of cardboard, and got a satisfactory one.

He didn't know much about those square words, but he knew the content, he could read them, and when he finally finished writing, he added the three words "Su Qingjia", which were the three words he wrote best, and Shen Ke praised him for writing very well, saying that it was elegant and agile.

Putting the cardboard into the flower ball he made, Carlos thought, he will definitely not be like the male protagonist in the movie, he will not be able to do what he says, he will definitely try to practice every one, even if Bella is far away from him when she is bullied, he will try his best to get to her.

In the afternoon, Carlos went to the infirmary to give some medicine to his hands, some of the small wounds still had thorns, the team doctor clipped out the tweezers, although the wound was small, but such a large area of distribution still looked a little worrying, the team doctor asked, this is not like a contusion on the turf, what did he do so carelessly.

Carlos shook his head and didn't speak, a smile in his eyes.

Before St. George's Day, Carlos bought back a lot of roses and learned how to make flower balls from a weaver.

When practicing, he used a flexible wicker, and Carlos sneaked out to practice after Su Qingjia left.

He has a little talent in this area, and he quickly got started, and it is not a problem to make a simple one. Carlos did it for a long time on the night of April 22, and finally made two flower balls without damaging the roses, and at this point, he didn't want to do it with someone else's hands, even if it hurt and bleed, but he still felt that this qiē was worth it.

The stems of the roses were quite flexible, but there were thorns on them, and although Carlos had removed most of them before he did so, there were some hidden in the corners that he didn't notice, and he was injured by accident.

The room was littered with roses and leaves fluttering around, and Carlos carefully placed the bulbs on the stand.

He didn't quite understand the words of the number of roses, but he knew that red roses meant love.

One of these two flower balls is Bella and the other is him. He pretended to promise Bella in his heart, and he never broke his word, and he silently hoped in his heart that one day, this doll with long black hair would be able to hold the same love for him in her heart.

Carlos sucked the blood from the wound on his hand, washed it with clear water, and then he didn't sleep all night, he rubbed the leaves of the pothos at the head of the bed with his hand, and the girl's smile kept appearing in front of him.

The next morning, Carlos packed two flower balls in a bag and took a taxi to Bella's house.

Listening to the sound of the piano coming from the balcony downstairs, Carlos couldn't suppress the little excitement in his heart.

It's their first Valentine's Day together, and Carlos feels like a dragon slayer warrior who has come to meet the princess who has been imprisoned by the dragon, and after all these years, he finally comes to see her with a rose.

Delivering flower balls to Bella's balcony was not an easy task, but it was a piece of cake for Carlos, who practiced his penalty skills day and night.

When he saw Bella smiling as he hugged the flower ball, Carlos felt that the qiē had become worth it.

His hands didn't hurt at all, he wanted to turn himself into a ball, and flew into her flower window and sniffed her fragrance in her arms.

Two years ago, he showed his heart to her here, luring her down with a small ball; Two years later, he still showed his love to her here, and this time, instead of crying, she hugged two flower balls and kissed him.

The love of his youth did not dissipate with the passage of time, but precipitated in his heart and made the best wine.

The girl threw him a flying kiss on the balcony and then sued him that she liked him too.

It's like a natural sound ringing in my ears, and the combination of simple words is wonderfully incredible. Like the first spark in the barren world, the smoke of fennel branches brings the world into a dream.

Sister Rosa is right when she says that people have to have expectations.

The beloved girl has approached him, and he is no longer alone and lonely.

The tattoo on his chest was beating with his heart, and the flowers on the ice field were already full of flowers, and the freezing days were far away from him.

He could touch the hem of her skirt and take her hand and run across the greenery;

He could caress her black hair, the swaying ends of it running through his fingertips, feeling the silky touch;

He could buy her the same beautiful hat and delicate little bag, and the girl would touch the top of his head.

There is still a long way to go, but at least they can hold hands together, cross rivers and cross mountains.

In this land of art and hormones, all the visions that have been sincerely promised are allowed to come true.