Wen Liang sat in the car, generally Qiao Lijue and Chu Yun were together, he didn't appear in the back seat, Wen Liang was still a little unaccustomed.

"Where's the teacher?"

"He's got some business, let's go over first."

Chu Yun didn't say that the seventh master finally fell in love with beauty today, and now the stylist is styling him.

"Is it to the villa?"

"No, go somewhere." Chu Yun didn't reveal it again, which made Wen Liang a little curious.

Originally, Wen Liang thought that the two were meeting in a quiet place to talk about the two of them.

It seems that this should not be the case now, Wen Liang's heart is a little nervous, and a little excited.

The last time she was in such a mood was that she fell in love with Bai Jinran and looked forward to seeing him every day.

The mood that she thought she wouldn't appear in her life actually appeared in Qiao Lijue, probably she really liked him.

The car drove for more than an hour, through the city, and finally into the sea.

"Miss Wen, it's already here."

Wen Liang raised her head from the mobile phone and found that the warm public opinion wind had all changed for the better, and she was a little unhappy.

I have been brewing for a long time, who knew that warmth was so means, and I saved myself in one night's work.

The moment she pushed the car door opened, she was stunned, and she suddenly had a not-so-good feeling.

Because there is not sand under your feet, but a carpet of golden roses.

Golden roses? Last time, Qiao Lijue once gave her, this is not the golden powder that children play with, but 24K pure gold gold sprinkled on it.

The price of a rose has increased a hundred times compared to the price of the rose itself, and now this rose is not one or two, but all over the beach!

At least everywhere she looked, there were all such roses.

Wen Liang felt as if his heart was dripping blood, this loser!

Not to mention the defeat of 5.2 million yesterday, today I spent money to get so many roses.

No wonder he let himself go home to rest last night, it should have been someone who rushed to make roses overnight.

At the moment when it cooled down, there was a helicopter with golden rose petals scattered on his head.

Okay, other presidents send white roses, red roses, yellow roses, and he sends pure gold roses.

It's so capricious, it's so rich!

Although Wen Liang is not a very material woman, her heart is still a little trembling at this moment.

It's not exciting, it's distressing, money, that's money!

Wen Liang seemed to see a large pile of glittering renminbi beckoning to her.

The golden roses almost blinded her in the sun, and the warmth covered her chest.

Chu Yun asked proudly on the side, "Miss Wen, are you too excited to bear it?" ”

"It's a little unbearable."

"Although my seventh master usually seems to be very stereotypical, in fact, he is still a very romantic person in his bones.

I didn't give him any ideas this time, he came up with them after he was self-taught, Miss Wen, are you impressed? ”

Wen Liang said bitterly: "Don't dare to move, don't dare to move, it's a waste to step on it." ”

Chu Yun: "......"

Wen Liang pointed to the roses, "This has to cost a lot of money, right?" What a waste! ”

Chu Yun: "......"

Seventh Master, why does Miss Wen not play her cards according to the routine so much.

Chu Yun moved to explain, but Wen Liang shouted: "Don't move." ”

The expression on her face was as if she had stepped on a bomb, which frightened Chu Yun for an instant.

"What, what's wrong?"

I saw Wen Liang slowly squatting down and straightening a golden rose from under his heel.

"It's all flattened, it's a pity."

"Miss Wen, shouldn't a normal woman be so excited that she bursts into tears, yells, or runs wild on the roses?"

Wen Liang knocked on his head, "Fortunately, it wasn't a bad idea you gave him." ”

"How is this a bad idea? I think it's good. ”

Wen Liang didn't know that at this moment, Qiao Lijue was holding his mobile phone on the cruise ship and posted a Weibo.

Yes, he posted a private Weibo after not posting on Weibo for 10,000 years, and the picture on it is the golden roses on the beach, and the prosperous confession scene arranged on the boat.

The Weibo content is as follows:

If she likes a girl, will she like this way of pursuing? Waiting online, it's in a hurry.

The tone of the blog is clearly like a young man who is just starting to fall in love, who would think of it as the domineering Qiao Lijue.

He was on the hot search on Weibo yesterday because of the sky-high price, and as soon as this news came out today, it completely exploded!

There is no one to push at all, and netizens across the country are looking for the person he likes.

"What, the national husband has a famous flower? Or is it his unilateral crush, no, it's not true. ”

"Am I dreaming? Who's going to pinch me. ”

"Woo woo, my husband has changed his mind and doesn't love me anymore, and he wants to hug me if he's unhappy."

"Which woman saved the galaxy in her last life to get Mr. Qiao's favor!"

"Husband, if that girl hadn't come, would it be too late for me to come over?"

"The color of the roses is so strange, I ask weakly, is it made of gold?"

For a while, everyone was envious, jealous and hateful, and the whole people searched for who the girl Qiao Lijue liked.

The golden roses paved the beach, and the warmth was still tangled.

Chu Yun persuaded on the side, "My Miss Wen, the seventh master is almost waiting for a living fossil on it, why don't you go and see him first?" ”

Wen Liang came back to her senses at this time, yes, she came to make an appointment with Qiao Li today, no, to talk about things.

The stairs of the cruise ship are covered with pink roses, which is a little cooler.

The aerial helicopter is recording her back, looking down from a high altitude, Wen Liang is like a queen mother entering the palace.

Stepping on the flowers of the prosperous age, step by step towards the person she loved.

The luxury cruise ship is more romantic, with a variety of pink and white roses decorating the entire cruise ship.

Qiao Lijue stood on the deck with one hand in his pocket, and he didn't have a suit and leather shoes today.

He was wearing a clean white shirt, cropped pants and casual shoes, and even his bangs were down, without any accessories on his body.

Such Qiao Lijue is like the most admired male god in the class next door when he was a student.

God knows, he is the most lethal to Wen Liang like this!

He didn't wear a million-dollar watch, a briefcase, or a suit.

is simply standing there, and his appearance kills everything.

The cool heart "suddenly" beats.

"Here we are." He opened his mouth gently, but with just two words, Wen Liang couldn't open his legs.

So handsome! Listen well!

She is obviously not a nymphomaniac, but at this moment she looks like a little nymphomaniac.

With a smile on the corner of Qiao Lijue's mouth, his hand reached out to her.

Wen Liang didn't know that she was also the most beautiful in Qiao Lijue's eyes today.

She is gorgeous and dazzling in full costume, like a phoenix bathing in fire, covered in flames.

"Hmm." She smiled lightly and put her hand in his palm.

Because she was so nervous that she couldn't even take a step, Wen Liang leaned in, and Qiao Lijue took her into his arms.

Wen Liang lost all self-control when he saw him.

"You remember."

"I haven't forgotten a word of what you said." He gently ruffled the strands of hair from her ear.

I still remember that Qiao Lijue lied to her that she had a girl she liked, and asked Wen Liang to give advice.

Wen Liang didn't notice Qiao Lijue's liking for her, and told him seriously.

"Women like romance and surprises, but the general way to pursue them is to send flowers, which is a bit too old-fashioned."

"Those old-fashioned methods are the best to use, but of course there must be some innovation in the routine.

For example, everyone else asks the florist to send flowers, right, you can send them too, but you can send them a little more pompously. ”

"If someone else sends a bouquet and a car, you will send a plane or a cruise ship, and no woman can refuse this extreme romance."

"And to declare to everyone that you like her, that she is your only woman.

Teacher, you think, you are the only national male god, the only national male god, which woman would not be impressed? ”

I didn't expect him to really do it today, not to mention a cruise, but also a beach.

"Do you like it?" He asked softly.

Wen Liang nodded and shook his head, "Pretty is beautiful, but it's a bit of a waste." ”

"For you, it's not a waste, as long as you're happy."

No woman can parry such love words, and the petals in the sky are still flying.

Wen Liang whispered: "Why don't you let someone dissolve the gold dust on it and donate it to Hope Primary School after selling it?" ”

"Don't keep it as a souvenir? It's unique to you. ”

Golden Rose confessed, this is probably the first time.

"The bouquet you gave me is good."

"It's up to you."

He held Wen Liang's hand, "I've prepared lunch, let's eat first, we have a lot of time to talk slowly." ”

The corners of Wen Liang's mouth were hooked, and he did not refuse.

She didn't know that now the Internet had exploded.

The hot search that was hard to buy was squeezed down by Qiao Lijue, who had its own traffic.

"The name of the country, the name of the husband, the name of the flower", "The national search for the junior", "Today I fell out of love".

Such a hot search title is flying up, and at first everyone was curious about who the girl he liked was.

Later, it slowly evolved into whether his confession was successful?

Chu Yun quietly posted a picture in the comment area, on a romantic cruise ship, under the sea breeze, a man in a white shirt was holding a woman in his arms.

It's just that the woman's face was blocked by Qiao Lijue, and she could only see her slender figure, as well as her long skirt and long hair.

"Wow, my husband is so handsome!!"

"It's someone else's husband now, woo woo."

"Ask for a frontal photo of the fairy sister."

"It's a good figure, and it matches my husband very well."

"Maybe it's some kind of plastic chicken."

"The lemon essence upstairs is too sour, my husband can't even look at the queen, will he like a plastic surgery?"

"Husband, in the future, your wife will be waited by me, I don't know when you will have a baby? Is it too late for me to be your daughter-in-law? ”

There were more and more ridiculed words, and Bai Jinran, who was looking at the warmth in the hospital, saw that photo.

Flowers in hand to the ground.

If it was all him speculating before, now he should believe it.

Even if you can't see Wen Liang's face, Wen Liang is wearing this skirt today.

Will such a loud confession be to a mistress?

My heart is like a vinegar jar poured out, very sour.

Wen Liang, the man behind her is really Qiao Lijue!