Hearing this, Song Ci's face turned slightly red.

She was about to explain out loud that the two of them were not that kind of relationship, but the little boy continued to speak pitifully: "My roses will make your love go further, buy a bouquet." ”

He hasn't sold the flowers today, and if he continues like this, I'm afraid he'll be hungry today.

So he immediately grabbed Zhou Yong's trouser leg, wanting to get some money to buy food to support himself.

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Yong's eyes seemed to change.

His handsome face showed some unusual looks, glanced at Song Ci who pursed his lips and wanted to explain, suddenly smiled playfully, leaned down and asked, "How many flowers do you have?" ”

"There are many, at least a hundred."

Faced with Zhou Yong's sudden approach, the little boy was a little nervous.

Kumquat Lin looked at Zhou Yong, and the little boy realized that the identity of the man in front of him should be not noble, and immediately stammered: "If you don't want to buy it, it's okay, I'll leave now......"

"I want them all, little friend, and I hope your flowers are really useful."

Zhou Yong took out his wallet and stuffed all the banknotes he had just exchanged to the little boy, and his voice was meaningful.

Song Ci looked at his gentle movements, and his mind was a little complicated for a while.

"Thank you! I will always bless your love! ”

The little boy received a big order, and the happiness came too suddenly, he was dizzy, and hurriedly said words of thanks to Zhou Yong.

He pinched the money, smiled sweetly at the two, and walked back in a hurry.

Seeing the little boy leave, Zhou Yong handed a large bouquet of flowers in his hand to Song Ci: "Send you." ”

"Uh......"

Song Ci pursed his lips and pondered, whether he should take it or not.

She thought, Zhou Yong seemed to see the hesitation in her heart, and immediately spoke: "I just pity that little boy, I don't have any superfluous thoughts, if you don't want to, you can throw it away, it's a bit of a waste." ”

He said it very naturally, Song Ci couldn't hear the slightest problem, so he thought about it and took it.

The little boy's flowers were fresh, wet with water, and the smell of flowers came to his face.

Song Ci sniffed, and his mood improved a lot.

She thanked Zhou Yong: "No matter what, thank you." ”

"Then I hope that Mr. Song will try to block me as little as possible in the future."

Zhou Yong said casually, not squinting.

"Poof."

Hearing this, Song Ci couldn't hold back his joy, glanced at his knife-like handsome face, and said in a faint voice: "I used to be always self-conscious, don't worry, I have grown a lot now." ”

Hearing her say this, Zhou Yong immediately took a deep look at her, and there were two words of disbelief written in his eyes.

Song Ci retracted his gaze weakly, his hand holding the rose was a little difficult, and he looked at Zhou Yi again.

"Too heavy?"

Zhou Yong naturally saw the meaning of Song Ci at a glance, and asked in a deep voice.

"Sort of." Song Ci changed hands and shook his arm, "But I'm going back soon, it's okay." ”

She didn't want to bother Zhou Ji anymore.

Zhou Yong nodded silently and didn't say anything more.

The two of them returned to the hotel relatively silently.

Along the way, the two of them received a lot of ambiguous stares, and even whistled directly at them, saying things like wishing you happiness.

At first, Song Ci would retort with embarrassment, but when there were more and more such words, he didn't bother to refute, and silently accepted everyone's ridicule.

And Zhou Yong was very indifferent to everyone's eyes from beginning to end.

In the end, he still took the flower from Song Ci's hand, and said: "If it goes on like this, you won't be able to go back after dark." ”

They tried to look at the scenery around them, but they didn't stop the car, but now they are getting more and more tired.

Song Ci had nothing to refute, simply broke the jar and broke it, and quickly returned to the hotel with Zhou Yong's pace.

At this time, Gao Ze and Su Nan happened to end the clouds and rain.

Gao Ze walked out of the room refreshed, and saw Zhou Yong walking over with Song Ci holding flowers, and immediately frowned.

He immediately greeted him, and his voice was tentative: "What is Mr. Zhou's flower?" ”

"I met a little boy on the way and bought some."

Zhou Yongyan explained concisely, ignored Gao Ze, and walked straight to his room.

Hearing this explanation, Gao Ze was visibly relieved.

He also thought that this was a tweed sent by Zhou Yong to Song Ci.

Song Ci naturally saw what Gao Ze meant, glanced at the tiredness on his face and the disheveled clothes, and smiled mockingly.

I still have to suspect my girlfriend?

What a complete scumbag.

She stared at Gao Ze and said with a smile: "You're too anxious to come out, why don't you pull the trouser chain?" ”

As soon as these words came out, Gao Ze instantly lowered his head in panic, and when he found that his trouser chain was indeed not pulled, his voice trembled a little: "Uh, I was so happy to hear your voice, so I hurried out." ”

He explained, laughing dryly.

For this explanation, Song Ci only felt ridiculous.

But she was a little tired from shopping now, so she didn't bother to talk to him, and said casually: "Oh, then I'll go back." ”

She walked over and closed the door, and lay straight down on the soft bed.

Not to mention, the two steps she took with Zhou Yong were really tired of her.

It seems that I have to strengthen my exercise after I go back, otherwise I will gasp for breath after taking two steps.

She thought about it when she heard a knock on the door and frowned.

It can't be Gao Ze, right?

Song Ci was a little upset, and asked in a voice: "Who?" ”

In response to her was a short, dull utterance: "I. ”

Zhou Yong.

Song Ci got up to open the door at the same time in surprise, and saw him come in with flowers and put a few on the table.

"You can put some in the bath at night, I think it's quite fresh."

Zhou Yong said a sentence, his tone was very calm, and there was no superfluous meaning.

Song Ci felt that since he completely tore his face with himself, his whole temperament had changed a lot.

The old shadow seems to have converged a lot.

In fact, Song Ci felt that Zhou Yong's shadow was only available to acquaintances.

It's like to Mrs. Zhou or Zhou Can, this kind of gloom is not derogatory, but a look that is completely different from the usual calmness.

It's like a child's temper tantrum and anxiety.

But now, she rarely sees Zhou Yong's emotions.

didn't have time to think about it, Song Ci picked up the flowers on the table and sniffed them again, and immediately praised: "Don't say it, the flowers he raises are really good, I'll try it at night." ”

She chatted awkwardly, looking at Zhou Yong's expression.

He stared at Song Ci's movements from beginning to end, his eyes were calm and with a sense of scrutiny.

Song Ci felt his restrained emotion, and was about to say something, when there was a rapid knock on the door.

Song Ci twisted his eyebrows, and before he could ask, Gao Ze's voice sounded anxiously.

"Resignation, are you in there?"