Chapter 27: Praise Makes the Big Guy Better
This trick White Lotus Crying is her stunt, and she has used it back and forth many times, and she has become more and more proficient in Midsummer, and she feels that she can get a queen or something in this world.
It's not that she blows, now if there is a white lotus standing in front of her, she can beat a hundred.
Sure enough, as soon as they heard her crying, the Sheng family's parents panicked.
"I don't see that Lu Zhi's expression is scolding, Lu Zhi, have you scolded?"
Lu Zhi was full of anger, "I didn't!" ”
Midsummer cried and accused, "You have! ”
"I didn't!"
"You just have!"
Sheng Xia handed the flower in his hand to his parents, and sobbed, "Look, this is not a white lotus, Brother Lu not only scolded me for the white lotus, but also scolded me for being against others, and this green leaf, you don't look like a piece of green tea...... Woo ......"
Lu Zhi: "......"
As soon as she explained like this, he actually felt that it made sense, and even forgot the original intention of choosing flowers?
Midsummer stomped his feet and threw away the flowers, "Dad, Mom, people have never suffered this grievance since they were young, let him go, you let him go!" ”
looks like the heroine of Qiong Yao drama was stimulated and wanted to collapse on the spot.
Where did the Sheng family's parents see their daughter like this, they looked at Lu Deacon at the moment and asked him to leave with his SB convoy quickly.
Lu Zhi reacted at this time, "Uncle Sheng, I chose this lotus, originally I felt like me and Xiao Xia ......."
"I don't want you to think, I want me to feel!"
Midsummer stroked his chest, looking like he was going to be out of breath in the next second.
The Sheng family's parents had to politely ask Lu Zhi to leave, and in order to encourage him, they also gave him a ride.
Soon, all that remained in the garden was midsummer, and there were still flowers in the garden.
"Hoo ......"
The rest of my life.
Otherwise, acting is also a technical job, but it's too strenuous.
Midsummer changed his face in a second, held back his tears, walked back with a sore back and legs, and suddenly saw a rose flower from behind, and a white corner of his clothes was exposed.
She didn't stop the car for a moment, and staggered.
In the next second, Jin Qingchen's long figure appeared in front of him, and in the sea of flowers, the touch of white was extremely cold, incompatible with the gentle colors around him, but it collided with a strange beauty.
He turned his back to her, tilted his head, as if watching the rose petals fall.
Yin and Yin are a very beautiful scene, but in midsummer, it is like walking at night and seeing a ghost, almost scared to pee.
Damn!
She just got into the play too deeply, and she forgot that there is another one!
…… Is it feasible to pretend you don't see it?
As Midsummer was thinking, Jin Qingchen turned around as if he had heard her heart.
As if in slow motion, the face of the alluring city slowly revealed its full picture in front of her, and in an instant, the flowers were discolored.
Demons!
In the middle of summer, the eyes look at the nose and the nose and the heart, and silently recite a knife on the head of the color word.
Raising his paw and waving at him, he smiled dryly.
"Mr. Jin, good ...... What a coincidence. ”
"Not really."
Jin Qingchen put one hand in his pocket, his slender legs stepped towards her, and stood still in front of her, "I've been here for a long time." ”
Midsummer's brain, there is a moment of Kark.
Look, look, sure enough!
Thankfully, she's wise.
“…… Are you sure? ”
When he came back to his senses, Midsummer immediately put on a look of surprise and annoyance, "Then I just praised you...... Did you hear that? Oh, you're really, so embarrassed......"
I have to emphasize to the big guy that she just praised him.
If he says he didn't hear it, then praise it again.
It is said that praise makes people progress, she praises a few more words, maybe when Jin Qingchen kidnaps her, she will show mercy?
Jin Qingchen lowered her eyes and looked at the girl, her eyes were very bright, although she was embarrassed, but her expression was like some kind of appreciating little animal, and the meaning of asking for merit was very gloomy.
Soft and cute soft and cute.
It was like a feather scratching at the tip of my heart.