Chapter 133: A Bouquet of Roses

"She and I are happy, so why not?" He Mengjie pursed her lips, "Besides, I can still afford that bit of ticket money." ”

"I don't think you need to ...... it yourself," Wen Xuan snorted, looking like he was underwhelmed.

"You don't need me to come out, who-" He Mengjie's eyes widened, and a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, "Huh? That's right, call Wang Zihao, it's fun when there are more people! ”

He Mengjie seemed to have discovered a new continent, and went to get her mobile phone while talking.

As soon as he took a step, he was grabbed by Wen Xuan. "I'm going to eat an omelet."

"Can't I fry you again tomorrow?" He Mengjie rolled her eyes.

"I wanted to eat this morning." Wenxuan is serious.

He Mengjie was so angry that her teeth itched, and she glared at him vigorously. He is clearly looking for faults, and he can't see her dressed up beautifully.

Just as she was about to refuse with righteous words, her eyes rolled and she had an idea. Don't you want to eat? Let you eat enough!

She turned and went into the kitchen, carefully donning her apron, and in a moment a while a plate of omelets was served.

Wen Xuan triumphantly put a chopstick into his mouth, frowned after chewing it, and spit it out again. "He Mengjie!" He glared at He Mengjie angrily.

He Mengjie looked innocent, "What's wrong?" Barrister Wen? ”

"You did it on purpose! So salty! ”

He Mengjie grimaced: "I'm sorry, Barrister Wen, because someone got drunk and did something last night, which directly caused me to be in a bad mood today, so I played abnormally, so you will eat it." ”

After He Mengjie finished speaking, she didn't care about his angry dead look, turned around and went upstairs to call Wen Tingyu. She first told Tingyu that she was going to take her to the amusement park to play, Wen Tingyu jumped happily and hurriedly went to wash and dress up.

When He Mengjie came down again, her face was full of pride. In front of Wen Xuan, she dialed Wang Zihao's phone and asked him to go to play together.

Seeing Wen Xuan's face turn iron-blue, her heart was inexplicably refreshed!

Cut! If you go out on a date, won't I be allowed to go out to play!

Wen Xuan couldn't bear to sweep away Wen and listen to the rain, so he had to let him go. And very kindly drove them to the amusement park in the western suburbs.

When they arrived, Wang Zihao was already waiting there. It's still a sportswear, very youthful and energetic.

He Mengjie had just gotten out of the car, and Wang Zihao suddenly bent down, took out a bouquet of roses from the car, and smiled at He Mengjie.

He Mengjie's body froze, and she was frightened!

He, he, he...... What does that mean? It's courting her, isn't it?

He Mengjie's heart jumped up, and she let Wang Zihao grab her hand and hand the bouquet to her.

Red roses, fragrant, with dewdrops. I don't know how much, anyway, it's a big handful.

"He Mengjie, for you!" Wang Zihao's voice was gentle and soft, with a hint of dreamy color.

He Mengjie blinked her big eyes, and then blinked again. I almost wonder if I'm dreaming!

When she saw Wang Zihao's smiling face behind the roses, her eyes suddenly turned red.

She has never been the kind of sentimental girl, why does a bouquet of flowers make her feel the urge to cry now? Could it be that she has longed for affection to such a point?

Wang Zihao smiled brightly, reached out and stroked the bangs on her forehead, that kind of action seemed to have a certain taste of pampering. "Silly girl, did a bouquet of flowers move you like this?"