"However, I will give you a bouquet of daisies now, so when you visit the oil painting gallery with others in the future, you will always remember that I gave you a bouquet of daisies when you visited the oil painting gallery with me, which is called adding a love tag."

"If our relationship is a little more unforgettable, not only will you remember that I gave you a bouquet of daisies when you visit the oil painting gallery, but every bouquet of daisies you see in the future will have my shadow, which is called increasing the impression of love."

He Jing: "......"

What a mess!

They weren't together yet, and he thought about the future of separation.

As if to understand He Jing's thoughts, Yan Hanxi curled the corners of his mouth and added, "But I won't give you the opportunity to visit the oil painting gallery with others, so this bouquet of daisies just wants to give it to you and make you appreciate it."

He Jing laughed and said, "I really want to add any label, I suggest you still send money, although the other party may not necessarily fall in love with you, but I dare to guarantee that no matter how many years have passed, she will always remember that there was a fool who gave her money without saying a word." Think about it in a better place, if the other party has a bad time in a few years, maybe they will directly ask you to take over."

Yan Hanxi: "...... Good student, why are you so cheesy."

But now it's in the art gallery!

Galleries!

"Am I wrong?" He Jing couldn't help but say, "If you have time, brush up on two more questions, don't look at those unreliable things."

Yan Hanxi smiled slightly: "No."

Then, he pulled out the daisy in He Jing's arms and threw it into the trash.

He Jing: "?"

Yan Hanxi said seriously, "I decided to take your suggestion."

Take the money and hit her.

He Jing was speechless and choked, and was silent fiercely.

At this moment, she finally understood why the senior who once admired her advised her not to be a bar spirit.

He Jing pondered deeply for a moment, then looked up, "I didn't mean that either."

"Sister, is it okay to go directly to the position without taking the plate?"

In the midst of people coming and going, Yan Hanxi suddenly popped out such a sentence, he lowered his head, and looked at the corner of his lips with a smile.

He Jing blushed, looked around, and glared at him, "It's still daytime! No...... Is that okay?"

He Jing couldn't say the word "whining" at all, and always felt that as soon as he said it, he became indecent.

"Did I say anything excessive?" Yan Hanxi touched her face with one hand, and gently rubbed her earlobe with his fingertips, "Sister, let's go to the gallery."

The gallery is less crowded, so stay in the corner and no one disturbs you.

He Jing felt that the pinched earlobe was like a piece of cooked meat, and the whole ear became red with Yan Hanxi's movements, she grabbed Yan Hanxi's hand, and said angrily and ashamedly, "Whoever wants to go with you, I won't go."

Yan Hanxi stopped, but leaned down to cover her ear, and said word by word: "Sister, I have a mole on my waist, red, very good-looking."

"......" He Jing's cheeks flushed, "Can't you change some other tricks?"

It's this trick every time, first the abs, then the mermaid line, and now even the mole on the waist comes out.

Is he trying to carry out *** to the end?!

"Doesn't my sister like it?" Yan Hanxi's warm breath sprinkled in her ears, "If you don't like it, you can just touch your waist, it's very slippery."

He Jing was so teased that she couldn't stand it at all, so she turned around and slammed him against the wall, "Little cub, my sister's waist is more slippery."