After Lin Xiyue finished washing, she quickly ran to the bed, and then sat on Qin Haoyu's slender legs, two white arms like snow wrapped around Qin Haoyu's neck, and looked at him with a smile. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"Something?" Qin Haoyu put down the book in his hand and asked lightly.

"Hmm." Lin Xiyue nodded.

"What's the matter, tell me."

"Are you free on Saturday?" Lin Xiyue asked tentatively.

"This Saturday?" Qin Haoyu asked rhetorically.

He thought back to his itinerary, and he seemed to have made arrangements for Saturday, but looking at her appearance, it seemed that she wanted to make an appointment with him.

But what to do?

"Is there anything important on Saturday?" Qin Haoyu continued to ask.

The important thing?

Is the first official film festival in her life an important event?

I guess so.

Lin Xiyue was also unsure, "It can be said that it is very important or it is not important, it is very important to me, and it is not so important to others." ”

"Since it's very important to you, it's important." Qin Haoyu's face was still as calm as ever, but what was revealed between his words was that he was doting on a person.

Qin Haoyu's words made Lin Xiyue's heart instantly warm and happy, "So you agreed?" ”

"Promise you what?"

When the words fell, the mood that was still excited just now suddenly pulled out the cold, and Lin Xiyue immediately lowered her head, looking very unhappy.

Looking at her pouting little appearance, Qin Haoyu laughed out loud, and then heard his gentle and deep voice ringing in his ears, "Tease you, even if there are important things, they can't compare to my wife's affairs, so Saturday's time is yours." ”

"Really?" Lin Xiyue suddenly raised her head and looked at Qin Haoyu with watery eyes.

"Hmm."

Lin Xiyue smiled and smiled happily, "Thank you, husband." ”

"And how are you going to thank me?" Qin Haoyu raised his eyebrows and joked.

"How do you think I should thank you?"

"Then thank you now." Before Qin Haoyu finished speaking, he reached out and pressed Lin Xiyue down on the bed.

"Husband, don't want it."

"Why not, ...... now"

……

Florist.

"Miss, is there anything I can do to help you?" A voice suddenly came from behind Lin Xiyue.

Lin Xiyue turned around and took off her sunglasses, a petite and cute figure appeared in her sight, she smiled and nodded, "Hello, I want to buy flowers to see a friend of mine, do you have anything to introduce?" ”

"Friends of the opposite sex?" The girl asked.

"Hmm." Lin Xiyue nodded, but suddenly thought of something, and then shook his head again, "It's still not necessary, I know what he likes." Bring me a bouquet of lilies. ”

Lily? The girl was a little puzzled, there should be very few boys who like lilies, but since the customer needs it, she has to give it to her according to her needs.

When the girl went to get the flowers, Lin Xiyue suddenly said again, "Please prepare me another bouquet of white chrysanthemums, thank you." ”

After buying flowers, Lin Xiyue sat back in the car and said to the big tree in the driver's seat, "Go to the cemetery." ”

"Yes, ma'am."

Along the way, Lin Xiyue was very silent, her eyes kept staring out the window, and she seemed to feel that her heart was heavy.

In this life, she lived a frank and unrestrained life, asking herself if she was sorry for anyone, but there was one person who made her feel uneasy.

Soon, the car drove into the cemetery, and Lin Xiyue walked towards the cemetery with a bouquet of flowers in one hand.