Chapter 82: Where is the rival?
Although I was relieved, I didn't achieve the expected goal.
Originally, he wanted to ask Yan Chuyao if he liked him? Can you agree to marry him?
As a result, when the words came to her lips, it became, whether she was hungry or not, and whether she wanted to eat.
I really want to slap myself, why is my mouth so stupid?
At the same time, he was also annoyed at the moment and wanted to give himself a hard head punch, fainted to death, so he didn't have to be so embarrassed and embarrassed.
He secretly blamed himself for not being angry, why couldn't he say that sentence when it came to his mouth?
If you can't say it, you have to say it, and it's hard to ask someone else to take it out of his mouth.
"I'm not hungry, Brother Wenwu. There is a coax in the stomach, but it saves a lot of food, have you eaten? Yan Chuyao asked him.
"Not yet, I can't eat it nervously." He blurted out without even thinking about it.
Yan Chuyao frowned suddenly, very surprised, "Why are you nervous?" ”
Zhao Wenwu realized that he had lost his words, and hurriedly explained, "No, it's not nervous, it's not nervous." I just didn't eat, I didn't eat. If you're not hungry, what are you going to eat? Isn't it too wasteful to eat without being hungry? Hehe! ”
Zhao Wenwu smiled stupidly, knowing that he was completely confused, what was he talking about?
Rolling his eyes at the ceiling, he secretly made up his mind, kneel!
Poof.
Zhao Wenwu's upper body successfully disappeared from Yan Chuyao's sight.
Yan Chuyao looked down, saw the scene in front of him, and was stunned and couldn't believe himself.
It wasn't until Zhao Wenwu knelt down and felt that there was something awkward under his knees, and that something like a thorn had pierced into the flesh, that he lowered his head and saw a bunch of sloppy lilies that had been trampled under his knees, and a mixed bouquet of a few flowers that had been ravaged by his knees.
The thorns that pierced his knees were probably from the stalks of these flowers.
How can there be so many flowers?
A big question mark flashed in Zhao Wenwu's mind.
I was inexplicably scared.
Could it be that someone is still chasing Chu Yao, so he sent the flowers.
Could it be that there are so many rivals hidden in the shadows without him knowing?
The jealousy in his heart made him crush those flowers into mud with his knees without even thinking about it.
At the same time, his knees were ravaged by the thorn stalks.
But compared to the pleasure in my heart, those pains are nothing at all.
"Crush you, crush you!" Seeing those flowers being crushed by himself, a smug smile rose into the corners of his mouth.
Yan Chuyao rubbed her eyes in disbelief, she wondered if there was something wrong with her eyes, her always honest and honest Brother Wenwu, today's behavior was simply too weird.
"Is it a ghost today? You're so weird today, Brother Wenwu. Yan Chuyao couldn't help but remind him.
Only then did Zhao Wenwu raise his head and remember today's business.
He pushed the flowers in his arms in front of Yan Chuyao, and mustered up the courage to dare to ask her: "Yaoyao, let me ask you a question." “
"What's the problem? Just ask. “
"You also know that your Wenwu brother is neither excellent nor handsome. The only advantage is to be honest and keep your duty, so in this case, you, will you like me? ”
His voice was too small, and Yan Chuyao couldn't hear it clearly.
However, seeing his act of sending flowers, Yan Chuyao probably guessed what he was going to do.