Chapter 230: The Rhythm of the Flower Shop [7]
Sensing his emotions, Luo Xiaoqian changed her words very doggedly, "Dumplings, eat dumplings!" ”
It's rare that this master didn't go crazy today, she has to coax well.
"Do you really want to eat?" Leng Zimo was obviously not satisfied with this answer either.
Luo Xiaoqian grimaced, "Otherwise, I swear?" ”
"Wait!" Helping her fix the pillow, he raised his hand and pressed her back onto the pillow, "I'll be back soon!" ”
Pulling the quilt open for her, Leng Zimo straightened up, his eyes touched the bouquet of flowers in the vase on the table opposite the bed, he raised his eyebrows, turned around and walked out of the ward.
Listening to his footsteps getting farther away, Luo Xiaoqian lay down on the pillow with her whole body relaxed, and breathed a sigh of relief.
Explain the truth, take it easy, don't lie in the future, it's too tiring!
Casually took the mobile phone from the side, she neatly set up Leng Zimo's phone, thought about it, and mischievously saved his name as the word "big fool".
Hum!
Who told him to call her stupid every day?!
Save the other numbers in the call record, Yu Tong and Xu Xia and others, and turn to Jiao Yang's phone number, she hesitated, but still saved his name.
As the saying goes, some calls are saved not for making calls, but for rejecting them.
When Luo Xiaoqian saved a few phones, footsteps had already sounded outside, and then there was a knock on the door.
These dumplings were bought too quickly, right?!
He also deliberately knocked on the door, trying to get her to invite him in?!
Luo Xiaoqian pursed her lips and raised her voice, "Please come in!" ”
The door was pushed open, and it was not a person who entered, but a large flower arrangement.
Luo Xiaoqian looked at the flowers that were gradually approaching, and looked surprised.
Is this guy also infected by Jiao Yang, and he also plays this set?!
The bouquet hung down, revealing a strange young face, plucking the card from the bouquet and respectfully sending it to her.
"You're Miss Luo Xiaoqian, please sign for it!"
Taking the card and pen, Luo Xiaoqian wrote her name neatly.
At this time, another girl also walked in, also holding two large hugs of flowers in her hands.
After thanking him, the young man who sent the flowers picked up the bouquet of flowers sent by Jiao Yang from the table.
"This old bunch, can we throw it away for you?!"
Then, he took out the bouquet directly and stuffed the flowers in his hand into the vase.
At this time, a young girl also walked in, holding two large bouquets of flowers in her hand, and the young man who delivered the flowers turned around, took the bouquet, and carefully placed it outside the ward.
The two of them went back and forth a few times, and then a bouquet of flowers was brought in and put into the ward.
On the sofa, on the table, on the windowsill...... The entire ward soon became a sea of flowers.
The young man walked in again, and sent the largest bouquet of flowers to Luo Xiaoqian's arms, and did not forget to put a business card on the table.
"This is our florist card, I hope you will ...... Keep coming back next time! ”
It was the first time he met such a big customer, and as the owner of the flower shop, he just stuttered a little excitedly.
Nodding to her with a smile, the young man who was delivering the flowers turned and walked out of the ward, closing the door gently.
Luo Xiaoqian looked at the flowers in her arms, and then looked at the sea of flowers around her, but she couldn't cry or laugh.
Don't think about it, this is also Leng Zimo's masterpiece.
It's just, so many flowers, Leng Zimo, are you going to open a flower shop?!
Sighing and sighing, Luo Xiaoqian still raised her finger and carefully touched a petal of the bouquet in her hand.