Bai Qingshuang carried the flower basket to find a remote place, and after three or two clicks, he quickly tied three, nine, and eleven roses into a bouquet, and then matched them with hibiscus, peony, and roses, so as not to make the bouquet look too monotonous.

After carefully calculating the price of each bouquet, he returned to the street, took the largest bouquet containing eleven roses and began to sell: "Sell flowers, sell flowers!" Beautiful and fragrant roses, one represents that I only have you in my heart, three shows that I love you, nine expect a long time, and eleven tell you that I only care about you! The beautiful roses represent the heart of the young man's admiration, as long as you buy a bouquet and give it to the one in your heart, you will definitely think about things, and you will succeed! Sell flowers, sell flowers......"

"Little girl, what do you mean by that?" A few fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys who were just beginning to fall in love were attracted to Bai Qingshuang, looking at the bouquets in her hands and flower baskets, feeling very interested.

"Ladies and gentlemen, don't you know the meaning of love that this rose represents?" Bai Qingshuang deliberately looked at the teenagers in front of him with your very lonely expression.

Secretly sticking out his tongue, he is bullying the ancients!

"I really don't know, little girl, you talk about it, it's reasonable, these flowers in your hand, let's wrap it up!" A young man wearing a crown who looked at the leader said, "But if you can't tell if you're ugly, you'll have to throw these flowers away to my son!" ”

There was a faint unhappiness in his tone, obviously feeling that he was being looked down upon.

Bai Qingshuang just wants to show that she looks at people flatly, because she knows boys at this age too well, because physiological hormones are flourishing, so she will always have more thoughts on women.

At an age that seems to understand non-understanding, they feel that they should know everything, so they can control their psychology well.

Bai Qingshuang trembled as a threat, but said fearlessly and deliberately: "Childe, you can't be unreasonable, if I am right, but you don't believe it and don't want to buy my flowers, and you want to throw them away, then what should I do?" ”

"Little girl, don't pretend to be hypocritical, how can our dignified seven-foot man go back on his word, I think you are weak-hearted, don't dare to say it!" The young man said disdainfully.

"Humph! Not really! Bai Qingshuang pretended to be excited, and said with her head held high, "In our hometown, roses are the best proof that teenagers show their love to their beloved girls." One represents that there is only you in my heart, two is that there is only me and you in this world, three is that I love you, and four is unswerving until death......"

Bai Qingshuang crackled, and said the eleventh flower in one breath, and couldn't help but secretly thank the beauty salon in her previous life for the reward party held to welcome the ** Festival, and she was the host and memorized the meaning of these numbers. Of course, there is no other way to remember the meaning of one more ninety-nine roses and nine hundred and ninety-nine roses.

And she thinks that the ancients have not sent so many romantic cells of roses, so she simply omitted it.

"You said this is the custom of your hometown, but you tell me where your hometown is?" The teenagers were obviously stunned by her smooth mouth that didn't bother at all, and some couldn't help but raise the bar.

Jokes, although they are not short of money to buy flowers, but if they are regarded as wronged, they will laugh and be generous.

Moreover, the flowers are given to the woman they like, although this ** is relatively large, but will the woman they like be willing to accept it?

Forehead~

Bai Qingshuang was dumbfounded for a moment, she said it smoothly, and she actually forgot that lying needs to be a lie.

As soon as she opened her mouth, she said her hometown, but she was not the soul of this world, and she didn't know the geographical distribution of this world at all. And the original owner's temperament is weak and cowardly and stubborn, he has hardly left the house, and he is not even familiar with the capital, let alone know the whole country?

There was a faint chill on her back, originally she seemed to see the silver beckoning to her, but at this time, she seemed to see the king of Yama beckoning to her underground.

When she first met that embryonic Yao Gongzi, she could be regarded as having learned that in the capital, the kind of police department similar to the previous life was like a decoration, and it could not threaten the sons and buddies with identity and background.

If they found out that she had lied, would they just beat her to death?

In hindsight, she really regretted that she got carried away and did not take into account the background of this period, and the consequence of opening her mouth was that she was frightened at this time, and racked her brains to lie.

"What, can't tell?" The young man who had just spoken couldn't help but sneer and stared at her aggressively.

Those round eyes seemed to have a bloodthirsty light.

"It's not that I can't say it, it's just that I, my mother won't let me talk nonsense!" Bai Qingshuang's feet involuntarily hindered, making excuses indiscriminately.

"If you don't say it, why don't you say it? Could it be that your family is a fugitive? Seeing that Bai Qingshuang retreated, the young man was even more aggressive, pressing step by step.

The young man who had just taken the lead also looked at her with a gloomy face, obviously full of resentment that he had almost been fooled.

"It's not! No, we are not fugitives! No! Rao is Bai Qingshuang's actual age is already in his twenties, but after all, he is not familiar with this dynasty, and he has seen Yao Gongzi's fearlessness of the government, and his heart can't help but tremble: God, is she really in trouble?

"If you are not a fugitive, what are you afraid of? It's not that you're weak and you're afraid, what are you afraid of? The young man snorted coldly, "Little slut, you really have the courage of an ambitious leopard, and you dare to play tricks on the heads of my son's brothers, it seems that you don't want your little life!" ”

"No, I didn't lie to you!" At this time, even if Bai Qingshuang's calves and stomach were trembling, she refused to let go and said that it was a lie.

Because she knows that as long as she admits it, not to mention that the flower strings that Wanniang worked so hard to weave will be ruined, and she won't make a penny, she will really have to take her life.

"Little slut, it seems that you don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin...... the young man observed the eyes of everyone around him, and suddenly stepped in front of Bai Qingshuang with a ruthless step, and reached out to snatch the flower basket in her hand.

At this moment, a voice full of banter sounded behind them: "Zhang Gongzi, who are you going to let see the coffin?" ”

The voice......

Several teenagers were startled and looked back at the person who came.

The young man who had already touched Bai Qingshuang's flower basket couldn't help but retract his hand and turned around in astonishment.

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