Qiao Xiaoxiao rushed into the bathroom, looking at herself in the mirror with flushed cheeks, Qiao Xiaoxiao made a disdainful expression in the mirror.

It's useless!

I was scared like this by these two love words that were so dirty! Are you embarrassed to say that you are a traverser?

You're about to lose the face of the traverser!

Turned on the faucet, took the water and patted it on his face, and when the temperature on his face cooled down, Qiao Xiaoxiao took a basin, went out to the yard generously, and pulled a lot of rose petals.

Qiao's mother watched her go in and out, and came out curiously: "Xiaoxiao, what are you doing?" ”

"Soak your feet in the petals, Mom, come and help."

Only then did Qiao's mother notice the frighteningly large bouquet of flowers in the yard.

"Where did this rose come from? Such a big bunch, it's not cheap, right? ”

"I bought it all."

When Qiao's mother heard this, she immediately smiled and squinted, and slapped Qiao's little hand.

"Stop messing around!"

Qiao Xiaoxiao was hurt by the beating, and hugged her hands aggrievedly: "Mom, what are you doing beating me!" ”

"What do you say? A piece of people's Xiao Chu's heart, you are so bad? You girl, do you have a conscience? ”

Qiao snorted and said, "Then you say, what can these flowers be used for in addition to soaking feet and bathing to make essential oils?" ”

"Of course it's on the look! Such a beautiful flower, can you bear to take it to soak your stinky feet? ”

What's unbearable? She is alive and alone, is it not as good as a few broken flowers?

It's a pity that due to Qiao's mother's obscenity, Qiao Xiaoxiao didn't dare to pull the petals anymore for the time being, so she pouted unwillingly, picked up the petals that could be used on the ground and put them in the pot, went back to the bathroom and turned on the water heater, boiled the hot water with a higher temperature, and brought it to the living room to start soaking her feet.

Suddenly, the living room was filled with the fragrance of flowers.

Qiao Xiaoxiao crossed her snow-white feet and leaned back on the sofa with a look of enjoyment.

Qiao's mother rolled her eyes helplessly.

When Chu Duan passed by the living room, he saw the petals in Qiao's small footbath, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

When he went to bed at night, when Qiao Xiaoxiao put his feet on Chu Duan's chest again, a faint fragrance of flowers lingered on the tip of his nose, which made Chu Duan's heart suddenly feel comforted inexplicably.

It seems like that's pretty good.

The money was not spent in vain.

The next morning, Qiao Xiaoxiao woke up in a burst of floral fragrance.

When she opened her eyes, she thought she might be hallucinating.

Why is there a flower everywhere in the room?

After a closer look, she read it right, as long as there was a place in her room where vases could be placed, a whole set of vases were placed, and each vase had bouquets of different sizes inserted in it.

It's going crazy!

She doesn't have to guess that she knows that this is definitely her mother, Ms. Su Yufeng's masterpiece!

Joe Xiaoxiao changed his clothes and went downstairs, and saw the same spectacular rows of vases in the living room and dining room.

Ms. Su Yufeng showed a high degree of satisfaction with her masterpiece, and said to Qiao Xiaodao with a smile: "Look, is it good?" ”

The corners of Qiao's mouth twitched: "It's good if you're happy." ”

Just as she was about to go to wash, she took two steps back.

"Mom, where did you get so many vases this early in the morning?"

At a cursory glance, there must be at least one hundred and eighty vases.

Qiao's mother waved her hand: "In the morning, I went to the market to buy vegetables, and I happened to meet a porcelain seller, saying that the porcelain factory dealt with flawed bottles and jars, two cents a piece, I looked at these vases are very good, and there was no place to insert so many flowers at home, so I bought a batch back." How's that, isn't it particularly pretty? Isn't it a good mood to see so many flowers early in the morning? ”

Qiao Xiaoxiao: ......

She was embarrassed to say, she almost thought she was lying in a crystal coffin just now, and there were flowers all around!

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