Shu Xiaomian was stunned.

She's angry and blames him, shouldn't she quarrel and break up? Why is he so distracted?

Let her punish? How dare she punish him for his high position?

She glanced at him angrily: "Whoever wants to punish you, I don't want to pay attention to you." ”

With that, she turned to leave.

Xi Mu's deep eyes flashed with a touch of helplessness, and he grabbed her wrist: "Don't want flowers?" ”

Shu Xiaomian's eyes fell on the bouquet of flowers that was bigger than herself, and the bears and marshmallows in it seemed to be waving to her, and then blinked her eyes and begged her to ask for them.

She wanted it so much! To accept this bouquet of flowers, isn't it to accept his confession? She doesn't seem to have the ability to accept it?

Besides, she's still angry! That's right, in anger!

"No......" to ......

"Huh?" Before he finished speaking, Xi Mushen raised his eyebrows, his eyes slightly dangerous.

He said she couldn't refuse him, or else......

Shu Xiaomian was so frightened that she hurriedly closed her mouth, becoming more and more aggrieved and angry.

What man chases other girls, coercion and temptation and does not allow others to refuse? She pursed her lips, her dark eyes turned quickly, and said:

"I don't like this flower!"

Well, don't like it! So it has nothing to do with rejection, right? You can still don't want his flowers, that's a great idea!

Xi Mu squinted her long eyes faintly, withdrew the hand that was holding her, and put it in her trouser pocket, her posture was clear and elegant, and she looked at her with a good temper:

"And what flowers do you like?"

The meaning in the words has the meaning of making people ready again.

Shu Xiaomian was speechless for a second, didn't it end if she didn't like it? Where else is there a reschedule?

After thinking about it, she spat out with her small lips: "Chrysanthemum." ”

Chrysanthemum usually visits the deceased, so he doesn't really send her, right?

Xi Mushen was stunned for a moment, then raised the corners of his mouth, his expression became secretive, and he was playful:

"Chrysanthemum, flower, so you like that."

He deliberately lengthened the end note, and his tone was ambiguous and a little restrictive.

Shu Xiaomian blinked, how strange was his words? Is there anything special about chrysanthemums?

She was about to ask, but saw him suddenly take a step closer to her, and pouted at her with a deep and misty expression:

"Why don't we go back to our room now, or right here, and I'll give it to you?" Well? ”

Words are really too lovely!

Shu Xiaomian looked at his dangerous and profound appearance, and subconsciously thought about the dirty side and ignored his meaning.

Then I suddenly thought of the dirty lyrics, 'Chrysanthemums are left, and the ground is full of wounds', and the whole person is not good!

She's talking about white chrysanthemum and yellow chrysanthemum, not that! Not really!

How could he misinterpret it like that? Dirty to this point!

Shu Xiaomian blushed in a panic, knowing that she couldn't explain it to him at all, so she simply stretched out her arm to hold the flowers:

"Just kidding, just kidding, I still like this!"

Xi Mushen looked at her crimson little face and hooked the corners of her lips.

Little woman, let her accept a flower, all so many tricks?

It seems that the days are still long......

Shu Xiaomian took the flowers, but when the flowers fell into her arms, the bouquet was tall, big, and heavy! More out of range than she expected, she was caught off guard and almost fell.

Xi Mushen's eyes sank, her eyes were quick, and she reached out and pulled her into her arms to stabilize her body.

Shu Xiaomian was so embarrassed that she couldn't hold a bouquet of flowers, and people who didn't know thought she was hypocritical and played tricks to give her a hug.

However, the flower really went up to her face and down to her knees, and it was bigger than her.

It looks beautiful and enviable, but the person who holds it will feel how heavy this bouquet is.

Just like the owner who sent the flowers, on the surface, his confession was enviable and moving, but for her, it was still very heavy.

Shu Xiaomian's little face suddenly sank, turned her head to look at Xi Mushen's handsome face, and said seriously: