"Mine is Mandala Hua, life and life!" Hu Caiwei was very satisfied with the flowers at the bottom of her cup, and looked at Mo Tianhan with a happy face. "What's yours?"

Ning Changge put down the game in his hand and looked over to see it, he didn't understand it very well, it was just a circle of small white flowers clustered around, and there were some goose yellow and light green pearl-like stamens in the middle, not like cloves or hydrangeas. "Do you know what kind of flower this is? I'll call the waiter to take a look. ”

"Viburnum." Han Meng laughed at his ignorance.

"What kind of flower is viburnum? It's rarely heard. What is the language of flowers? Ask the store. Hu Caiwei didn't know much about it, so she recruited service staff.

Han Meng pursed his lips and smiled slightly, not compatible, Mo Tianhan saw it in his heart, and secretly hoped that the flower language selected by Ning Changge would not have any good meaning. For Mandala Hua, Mo Tianhan didn't care.

"Congratulations to this lady, Viburnum's words are: Unsettling love."

Ning Changge silently wrote down the name and meaning of this flower in his heart: "Until death." ”

Mo Tianhan's face became more and more gloomy, and he bowed his head and said nothing.

"Wow, that's great. But Han Meng, how do you know this is a viburnum? Hu Caiwei looked curious.

"In my vague memory, I seem to have planted some grape leaf viburnum. I like this flower very much, the appearance is very special, male and female, no flower heart, independent and lovely, lined with the soft spring breeze, the branches are swaying, and the fragrance is refreshing. I seem to like painting this kind of tweed. Just leisurely painting under the tree for a while, taking a nap, I feel very relaxed. Han Meng's impression is vague, and he seems to have very good memories.

Ning Changge and Mo Tianhan heard it and remembered it in their hearts, eager to plant such a sea of flowers and forests immediately.

"It's really romantic, and our owner especially loves viburnum. I'm going to pick up gifts for these two ladies. ”

The service staff quickly brought the gifts, but there was also a character of mixed Asian and European descent who was also brought into the private room.

"This is our boss, who came here to give gifts to two beautiful ladies, and our boss usually doesn't come out to give gifts easily."

Hu Caiwei got a mandala hairpin, which was delicate and chic.

"It's so beautiful, can I take a photo with the shopkeeper and post it on Weibo?" Hu Caiwei was in a good mood to take off, and she never forgot to open her Weibo business.

"It's a great honor, thanks for the publicity." The owner's Chinese words are appropriate, but the pronunciation is a little out of tune.

Hu Caiwei stretched out her hand and handed the hairpin to Mo Tianhan, motioning for him to pin it to her hair. Mo Tianhan hesitated for a moment and glanced at Han Meng. I saw that she was staring at Hu Caiwei and herself, expressionless.

Mo Tianhan has never had much experience in arranging bouquets for girls. In front of so many people, it was not easy to have a seizure, so he could only raise his hand and take it and sandwich it between Hu Caiwei's sideburns. Hu Caiwei's eyebrows and eyes were full of happiness, and her mobile phone captured this sweet moment, framing the side face of Mo Tinghan, hard and cold.

Ning Changge raised his eyes to look at Han Meng, he didn't know what she felt in her heart, and she became more and more annoyed to come to this dinner, but she couldn't show off Hu Caiwei's flamboyance, and Mo Tianhan's acquiescence cooperated, but poor Han Meng had to be dragged to watch them put on a show.

"You are so beautiful, radiant, with this swaying mandala, just like the beauty that came out of Matisse's paintings, bright and moving."

The mixed-race shopkeeper praised Hu Caiwei so much that he was overjoyed. Hu Caiwei chose a bright background of Thai style and took a photo with the chic and handsome mixed-race shopkeeper. Then he cut off a close-up photo of Mo Tianhan's slender fingers and a mandala Hua, and posted on Weibo together with the two photos: "Hair mandala Hua, thank you for the lucky gift of the store."

The likes and comments on Weibo just now have exceeded 10,000, and everyone guesses who the man behind him is, and some people comment on looking at the figure and clothing as a metaphor for the Mo family. As soon as this Weibo was posted, it was also instantly liked and swiped.

"Thank you to the owner. Thank you dear. Although you give me flowers every day and give me countless valuable gifts, they are not as precious as this mandala flower that you have in my hair today. Hu Caiwei looked at Mo Tianhan affectionately and expressed her thoughts.

"That's enough." Mo Tianhan's voice was a little angry.

Hu Caiwei saw that he suddenly turned his face, and his smile suddenly froze. But after thinking about it, it may be that he is too ostentatious, Mo Tianhan has always been very low-key about this relationship, and it can even be said that it is in a state of absolute secrecy, and he finally sat down peacefully.

Han Meng had been sitting elegantly and quietly, unable to see any emotion. Ning Changge became more and more distressed, but he couldn't do anything to comfort him, and secretly scolded himself for being too sloppy.

"This beauty's gift has already been given just now, so please allow me to give this beauty a gift." The half-race boss looked at the slightly cold atmosphere, took a delicate box, and turned to Han Meng.