"Watch a movie."

Looking at the stunned Zhihua, Song Nanqiao stretched out his hand and gently knocked on Zhihua's head, and he said slowly, with tenderness hidden in his eyebrows.

"Oh."

Zhihua's expression was a little confused, and she turned her head to the computer screen, a little stunned.

The movie started soon, Zhihua watched the movie with relish, and suddenly the picture turned to a terrifying picture, Zhihua blinked and looked at Song Nanqiao.

There was screaming in the movie theater, and Zhihua was thinking about whether he should shout along, and then fell silent.

"What? Want to scream? Or do you want to get into my arms? ”

Song Nanqiao also happened to turn his head sideways, he smiled slightly at Zhihua, and his tone was full of doting and gentleness.

Zhihua is quite cute.

In fact, when he watched the movie for the first time, he saw Zhihua's clumsy acting skills and the strong excuses clearly, but he didn't break her.

Zhihua: "??? ”

The thought in his heart was broken, and Zhihua touched the tip of his nose embarrassedly, then turned his head away and continued to watch the movie.

"In front of me, you can be your true self."

Song Nanqiao reached out to hold Zhihua's hand, and he said slowly.

Girls are a little bolder, but in fact, there is nothing.

"Oh, good."

Knowing how to draw a movie is interesting to watch.

After watching the movie, she also analyzed the plot with Song Nanqiao seriously, and Song Nanqiao also answered her seriously.

The weather in the evening was a little windy, and Song Nanqiao Zhihua and the two walked along the riverside.

"Senior, I still remember the first time I met you, for the first time in my life, I experienced the feeling of my heart beating faster."

Zhihua lowered her head and carried the stones under her feet, and she said quite seriously.

She doesn't have a very open mind, and she actually has no concept of love.

When she saw Song Nanqiao for the first time, she felt like the white-clothed boy in the book, and she couldn't help but feel excited.

"It turns out that painting has been thinking about me for so long."

Song Nanqiao was in a good mood, he slightly hooked the corners of his lips, and looked at Zhihua's eyes hot and doting.

He is honored to be liked by Zhihua.

"Well, it's okay."

Zhihua was a little embarrassed not to get up.

She doesn't seem to be reserved enough.

"Do you want to kiss?"

Song Nanqiao stopped suddenly, he looked at Zhihua seriously, and asked seriously.

When he fell in love for the first time, he still had a lot of things he didn't understand, such as how to be nice to girls, how to coax girls, and how to date.

It's all in his blank space.

"Huh?"

Zhihua's face turned red all of a sudden, and she hurriedly put her face away, not daring to look at Song Nanqiao.

Do you still need to ask about this kind of thing?

How could she mean it?

If she says yes, then how unreserved she is.

"Since you don't object, then I'll assume that you agree."

Song Nanqiao laughed suddenly, he broke Zhihua's body over, and then lowered his head and kissed Zhihua's lips.

Zhihua was a little nervous, and her hands hanging on both sides were a little nowhere to put them, neither to hold them, nor to let go.

Her eyes were wide, and she stared at Song Nanqiao like this, her heartbeat kept accelerating, and she kept jumping.

"Fool, close your eyes."

Suddenly, Song Nanqiao reached out and gently scraped the tip of Zhihua's nose, and he said in a low voice.

The stupid girl's eyes widened.

How can anyone kiss and wide-eyed, it's really stupid.

"Uh-huh."

Zhihua's expression was a little dumbfounded, and she bit her lower lip gently, her face flushed.

Like a ripe apple, it's lovely.

"I'm in love for the first time, and if there's something I'm not happy with, my princess can bring it up."

Song Nanqiao looked at Zhihua's red face, and his voice was mixed with a little smile.

When you fall in love for the first time, you may not do well in many places.

"It's my first time, too."

Zhihua bit her lip tightly, and she kept taking deep breaths.

Woo woo, Song Nanqiao is really a little sultry, he just called her princess.

She didn't want to fall in love, but Song Nanqiao called her a princess.

"Do you want to buy flowers?"

There are children on the street holding roses in their hands and selling them on the road, and when he passed by Song Nanqiao Zhihua, he blinked his eyes and asked innocently.

"No, you don't."

Song Nanqiao refused.

Zhihua looked at the red roses in the little boy's hand, and then looked at Song Nanqiao, and instantly became a little disappointed.

The little boy didn't stalk and walked away.

Zhihua's mood came down all of a sudden, a rose, it seems that Song Nanqiao was not very happy to buy it for her.

"Wait for me here."

Song Nanqiao reached out and rubbed Zhihua's head, and then walked away.

Zhihua stood in place, the evening breeze blowing her hair, thinking of the scene just now, she was inexplicably a little lost.

[Will my boyfriend buy flowers for my girlfriend?] 】

She opened Zhihu and searched for the question.

The answers found are the same, and they are basically yes.

Some people say that men who are reluctant to buy flowers for their girlfriends do so because they don't love or don't love enough.

[A bouquet of flowers actually doesn't have much money, and the sisters who are reluctant to buy it should break up early. 】

Zhihua looked at the comments, a little melancholy, she bit her lip slightly, a little uncomfortable.

"What do you think, so distracted, huh?"

While she was in a daze, Song Nanqiao's laughing voice appeared above her head.

Zhihua looked for prestige, and she froze.

Song Nanqiao was holding a large bouquet of fiery roses in his hand, and he smiled at her, his eyes were full of tenderness.

"How do you ......"

Thinking of his thoughts just now, Zhihua instantly felt that he should not be.

"Falling in love starts with a bouquet of flowers, so I'll give you a bouquet."

"Zhihua, I like Ling, let's be together."

"I want to officially confess to you once."

Song Nanqiao was smiling, looking at Zhihua's eyes full of doting.

It's impossible for a girl not to like flowers.

"Okay."

Zhihua hooked the corners of her lips, and her eyes were full of bright light.

Holding the flowers in my arms, Zhihua has a sense of satisfaction and contentment.

What she cares about is not flowers, but Song Nanqiao's attitude.

What she cares about is not how many flowers, it is also an attitude of Song Nanqiao.

"I just rejected the little boy's rose because I think there are too few to express my love for you, sorry."

Song Nanqiao reached out and rubbed Zhihua's head, and he explained in a low voice.

He could see the loss of the painting.

He wants the best for her, he wants to make her happy.

Maybe he's not good enough, but he'll try to do it well.

Zhi thrush's eyes crooked: "Thank you." ”

In fact, the romance of roses really won't go out of style.

Romance to death.