Chapter 117: The Japanese word for flower is hana
Yun Hu'an, who got the flowers, walked like a child on the road, walking with a brisk pace.
When the passers-by next to them saw it, they all thought that this girl had experienced something happy.
But as she walked, she suddenly jumped to Song Yingsheng's side, and Song Yingsheng asked her, "What's wrong?" ”
Because he saw that Yun Hu'an's smile paused for a while.
"It's nothing, I just suddenly thought that no matter how beautiful the flower is, it will die one day, so I thought, can I make it into a specimen? That way, it can be kept forever. Yun Hu'an picked up the flower in his hand and said as he played with its petals.
"Why bother?" Song Yingsheng smiled and touched Yun Hu'an's hair: "It's withered, I'll send you another one, isn't it?" ”
"Different." Yun Hu'an stubbornly shook his head: "This is the first gift you gave me since we established a relationship, so I have to keep it well." ”
"And ....." she thought of something again, but didn't say it: "Forget it, it's okay, when I get home, I'll look up how to make my own specimens on the Internet!" ”
"Well, you can do it if you like." Seeing Yun Hu'an's attitude, Song Yingsheng didn't say more, it was just a flower he bought with a few random plot coins in the store, but it was so valued by Yun Hu'an, which undoubtedly moved him a little in his heart.
He couldn't help but show a happy expression again, and wanted to hug the girl, but was dodged by Yun Hu'an's jump: "There are too many people, I'll talk about it when I go home." ”
"Okay......" Song Yingsheng was a little disappointed.
"But what, to make up for it." Yun Hu'an walked over again, and his little hand grabbed Song Yingsheng's palm: "It's okay to hold hands." ”
At this moment, she showed a smile to Song Yingsheng, which touched Song Yingsheng's heart again.
You can feel it from the touch of the palm, it feels very slippery, the palm is a little sweaty, and there is a cold feeling, which is different from Song Yingsheng's warmth.
And this, it seems that it is also the first time that Song Yingsheng is holding hands with a girl so openly on the street, and it is the kind of five fingers connected.
He didn't know why he was inexplicably a little nervous at this moment, and couldn't help but say casually: "Your hands are so cold." ”
"Then let you warm me up." When Yun Hu'an's left hand was holding it, he touched Song Yingsheng's cheek with his right hand again, and said with a smile: "Is it cold?" ”
"It's alright." After all, it is still August, and Yun Hu'an's hands are not very cold: "But why are you pinching my face?" ”
Song Yingsheng couldn't help asking.
Just now, when Yun Hu'an put her little hand over, she touched it and suddenly pinched Song Yingsheng's face.
"Because you have good skin, I can't help it." Yun Hu'an pinched it and said dissatisfiedly: "I seem to have said before, obviously you don't use any skin care products or anything like that, but your skin is better than mine, why?" ”
"Because I'm naturally beautiful, I can't give up on myself." Song Yingsheng responded with a smile.
"Forget it, Brother Yingsheng." Yun Hu'an showed a strange look: "Your habit of staying up late every day before, it's already good to be dissatisfied with the grease on your face!" ”
"But I really haven't had pimples or anything like that." Song Yingsheng took Yun Hu'an's hand away, and pinched Yun Hu'an's face in turn: "Hmm...... And don't you have it either? ”
"That's because I use a lot of ......" Yun Hu listed a lot of skin care products, even masks, what water, etc.: "Forget it, you can't understand what I said." ”
"But you can make a list, I don't need to understand, as long as we buy a treasure together next time."
"Hmm...... It seems to make sense. Yun Hu'an thought for a while: "Then I'll go home and show it to you, and next time I buy it, I can also give you a little bit of it, but I seem to have some at home, and I should be able to use it for a while." ”
"I'm exempt, how can any boy use this." Song Yingsheng shook his head.
"Nowhere is it! You were still stubborn about the antiperspirant before, didn't you still use it in the end? Listen to me, after using it, you will be more handsome. Yun Hu'an suddenly had the urge to help Song Yingsheng put on makeup.
"But I'm handsome enough to be needed." Song Yingsheng retorted with a smile.
"Ah, this." Yun Hu'an pretended to show a disgusted expression: "Why are you so narcissistic all of a sudden, Brother Ying Sheng." ”
"Anyway, I don't care, I'll force you to use it anyway."
“...... OKOKOK, if you like it. Song Yingsheng shrugged his shoulders and said that he had surrendered.
In this way, in the midst of inexplicable conversations and fights, the two walked and walked to the apartment where they lived.
If you remember, they were actually preparing to leave, Yun Hu'an had already prepared their luggage, and only Song Yingsheng was still slowly packing up there.
"Let me think about it, two pants belts, panties, where's my panties?" Song Yingsheng muttered to himself as he cleaned up.
"Here we are." Yun Hu'an suddenly appeared in front of him, and threw a few pairs of underwear to him with a little blush: "I washed your clothes for you yesterday, don't you remember?" ”
"Remember...... Then these two ......" Song Yingsheng looked at his underwear and then at Yun Hu'an.
"Of course it's in the washing machine! Do you think I'll wash it by hand for you! Yun Hu'an snorted: "Next time, remember to wash yourself quickly, don't accumulate a few buckets before washing, it's very dirty!" ”
"Good, good." Song Yingsheng was of course full of promises at this moment, and by the way, he took all kinds of clothes handed over by Yun Hu'an, the girl was like a parasite in his body, and he actually knew what clothes he was going to take, so he couldn't help asking:
"By the way, how do you know what I'm going to prepare?"
"Isn't that obvious? You've got three shirts at home, and now you're wearing a suit, what else can you wear? Yun Hu'an threw his clothes over and said:
"So I said, I was right to take you to buy clothes before, and besides, your clothes are very wrinkled, but unfortunately you don't have time, otherwise you should find a iron or something, and straighten them."
"Next time, next time." Song Yingsheng agreed again: "Ahem, this is not a certain next time, believe me, they must be very neat on the next date." ”
"Hmph, okay then, I'll trust you." Yun Hu'an said: "I'll go get the specimen first, and when you pack it up, come and tell me." ”
"Okay......" Song Yingsheng put the charger into the suitcase, and then listened to the light music humming by Yun Hu'an outside, and couldn't help but chuckle a few times.
It wasn't until a few minutes later, looking at the suitcase that stood up, that Song Yingsheng knew that he could go.