Chapter 137: The Meaning of Giving a Flower

When the car turned onto the road leading to the outskirts of the city, Wen Xuan finally took the lead in breaking the silence: "Don't throw that lily!" ”

As soon as I opened my mouth, I actually said this! It's okay if he doesn't say it, as soon as he says it, He Mengjie's fire will rise. She reached out and took the lily off her rose and threw it the other side of the back seat of the car.

Wen Xuan saw it through the rearview mirror and immediately protested: "Why did you throw it away!" ”

"Why do I want it? That's not for me! ”

"It's for you!"

"That's the one that fell when I gave it to someone, okay? Is that what it was given to me? He Mengjie said angrily. Isn't she picking up people's teeth? However, she didn't want to pick up this kind of tooth.

Wen Xuan was silent for a moment, and suddenly his voice became low and magnetic, "This one is the most beautiful one in that handful." ”

He Mengjie's heart skipped a beat and she didn't speak.

But he cleared his throat and then said, "Do you know what it means to give someone a flower?" ”

He Mengjie was stunned. What do you mean? Undivided attention? Or something else? Her heart suddenly began to speed up.

Wen Xuan turned his head to look at her, and when he saw that she looked dumbfounded, he snorted angrily and said, "If you don't know, forget it!" ”

He Mengjie stared, inexplicable. Why did you suddenly get angry again......

There was silence in the car again, and He Mengjie's mind was always thinking about what he had just said, so she couldn't help but quietly check it on the webpage on her old-fashioned mobile phone.

Baidu searched for "number of flowers delivered", and many entries jumped out. Then that sentence came into view. "1 flower represents only you in my heart"!

He Mengjie's heart trembled violently, and then galloped like a pony. He...... Is that what you want to say? But...... Why did she think it was so mysterious?

She couldn't help but look up, wanting to sneak a glance at Wen Xuan through the rearview mirror, but as soon as her gaze was cast, she met his eyes.

He Mengjie's heart jumped, and she hurriedly jumped away, and her heart was empty for a while.

Inside the car, there was silence again. But this time the silence was also mixed with a faint fast-paced heartbeat, but this heartbeat could only be heard by himself.

He Mengjie forced herself to look out the window, but her thoughts kept spinning around the lily. I thought to myself: what did he really mean, was he real or joking.

Suddenly, Wen Xuan spoke again: "Do you like roses or lilies?" ”

He Mengjie was stunned for a moment, and before she could react, she replied stupidly: "Rose ......"

The car stopped suddenly, startling He Mengjie. She turned her head to look out the window, there was no place there, and she was about to ask Wen Xuan strangely why he parked. Wen Xuan had already leaned over from the driver's seat and reached out to the lily.

"If you don't like it, I'll take it back!" He said with some arrogance.

He Mengjie reflexively grabbed the stem of the lily and said, "Why are you like this, didn't you say that you gave it to me?" How can it be taken back? ”

Wen Xuan pulled him over: "Don't you like it?" ”

He Mengjie didn't relax at all, and dragged the lily to herself: "If you give it to me, it's mine, I don't like it and I don't give it to others!" ”

Wen Xuan seemed to be even more angry and tugged hard.