Song Baoxuan yawned, she was a little worried when she saw that Fu Yichen didn't come back, so she didn't sleep, but she was trapped to death.

Although she suspected in her heart that Fu Yichen might go back to her home, she just didn't feel at ease.

Now that Fu Yichen finally came back, she was relieved.

"Well, I'm a little worried that you're not back."

Fu Yichen was very distressed when he saw Song Baoxuan's sleepy face.

"Don't wait for me in the future, I'll be fine."

"Well, are you hungry?"

Fu Yichen didn't eat dinner, and when Song Baoxuan asked, he said very honestly.

"I'm a little hungry."

"Then you wait a minute."

Saying that, Song Baoxuan returned to her room, and then took some food and handed it to Fu Yichen.

Fu Yichen looked at Song Baoxuan's slightly messy hair, and couldn't help but raise his hand and touch her head, and then a magnetic voice sounded in Song Baoxuan's ears.

"Thank you!"

Song Baoxuan slapped Fu Yichen's hand away.

"Thank you, thank you, can you not touch my head!"

"Song Baoxuan, your hair is very soft."

"Oh, but that's not a reason for you to touch my head."

Fu Yichen stared at Song Baoxuan's face, he wanted to pinch Song Baoxuan's face more than touching his head, but he knew that he couldn't do it now.

"Let's go back to sleep!"

Song Baoxuan nodded, she was really sleepy.

"Well, you go to bed early, too."

Song Baoxuan's eyes were about to close, and Fu Yichen looked at her in a daze, and was about to hit the door.

In an instant, Fu Yichen pulled Song Baoxuan into his arms, and his soft body made Fu Yichen a little dazed.

Song Baoxuan was dozed off by Fu Yichen like this, she reacted quickly, and pushed Fu Yichen away the next moment.

Fu Yichen was afraid that she would misunderstand herself, so she explained.

"You were going to hit the door just now."

"Oh, I'm back to sleep."

With a bang, Song Baoxuan's door closed, Fu Yichen didn't see Song Baoxuan's expression just now, I don't know if she was angry.

Song Baoxuan lay on the bed, when she was held by Fu Yichen just now, Fu Yichen's male aura enveloped her, which made Song Baoxuan feel very helpless, and even her heartbeat rate increased.

It was the first time she was held by the opposite sex other than her relatives, and she found out that Fu Yichen was not the same person she was when she was a child.

Now that he is full of hormones, Song Baoxuan patted his somewhat red face.

"I'm still a child, I'm so crazy."

"Sleep, sleep, can't think about it anymore."

Song Baoxuan's heartbeat slowly returned to normal, and then fell asleep.

And Fu Yichen couldn't sleep, and just hugged Song Baoxuan briefly, which made him very satisfied.

But he was very worried that Song Baoxuan would be angry, if Song Baoxuan was angry, what if he ignored himself?

Fu Yichen was like this, he didn't fall asleep all night, he went to buy breakfast for Song Baoxuan early in the morning.

Passing by a flower shop, he stopped his car and walked over.

The owner of the flower shop was stunned for a moment when he saw a handsome boy walking in, and then hurriedly greeted him.

"Hello sir! Do you want to buy flowers? ”

Fu Yichen nodded.

"Hmm."

"What flowers do you want to buy?"

Fu Yichen didn't know what flowers to send to Song Baoxuan, and the flower shop owner saw his hesitation and asked.

"Who is the gentleman going to buy the flowers for? I can recommend suitable flowers for you. ”

"A friend."

"Is it a woman?"

"Hmm."

The florist asked again.

"Sir, you want to buy flowers for your girlfriend!"

Fu Yichen didn't say anything, he didn't speak, and the flower shop owner thought he was right.

"If you give it to your girlfriend, you can send roses, this is the rose I just sent today, sir, can you see it?"

Fu Yichen looked at the delicate roses and felt that he was barely worthy of Song Baoxuan, so he nodded.

"Yes, that's it."

"How many flowers are you going to give?"

Fu Yichen looked at the flower shop owner and asked.

"She's angry, how many flowers do you think I should send?"

The owner of the flower shop said in his heart, it turned out that he made his girlfriend angry!

Such a handsome boy, his girlfriend must be very beautiful.

"Sir, you can send ninety-nine flowers to represent your heart, I think she will be very happy."

Fu Yichen heard the flower shop owner say that Song Baoxuan would be very happy, so he agreed.

"Okay, then ninety-nine."