The host of the villain is too arrogant

Chapter 609 Xiang Meng Erying [12]

Meng Jue didn't expect that the owner of this flower shop would be the woman who had met once in Qingyin Pavilion, he was stunned for a few seconds, and then nodded slightly: "Buy flowers."

Yu Chu shook the test tube lightly with his fingertips, poured the reagent into a pot with purple flowers at an angle, stood up and looked at him, "What kind of flowers does Pavilion Master Meng want to buy?"

A strange color flashed across his eyes, and then he said lightly: "Begonia."

The man outside the door was puzzled for a few seconds. Doesn't his pavilion master dislike Haitang?

Even he himself doesn't like it, it's ugly and smelly.

Yu Chu glanced around in the flower shop, took a pot of flowers and handed him the soon-to-open crabapple.

In the process of picking flowers, Meng Jue accidentally touched Yu Chu's finger, and immediately retracted like a virus.

The woman's soft fingertips were still moist with a little drop of water, which was slightly cool and overflowed into the bottom of his heart.

He took a breath calmly.

Yu Chu slightly raised his eyebrows, his fair face was not covered with makeup, and there was no messy smell of powder on his body, which was very rare.

A pair of dark eyes looked at him quietly, without waves, as if nothing could arouse her emotions.

Meng Jue carefully bypassed her hand and took the flower pot, cherishing the words like gold: "Price."

"If the Pavilion Master can sing for me alone, it's free."

Meng Jue's neck was a little itchy from the breath, and he took a few small steps back. The bright flowers were reflected in his eyes, but they couldn't melt the coldness. "The shopkeeper is joking. What's the price?"

Yu Chu laughed a few times, wanting to tease him, "If the pavilion master thinks that a pot of flowers is not worthy of you, I am willing to dedicate the whole shop to the pavilion master."

As she spoke, her voice was slightly suppressed, with a seductive hoarseness. As she exhaled, the light wind wrapped around him, making him breathless.

Meng Jue couldn't wait to bump into her eyes, he was in a trance for a few seconds, and said for a moment: "Don't learn from the ancient foolish kings, who want beauties instead of Jiangshan."

He regretted it after he finished speaking, why did he say this.

Yu Chu immediately replied: "The master of the pavilion is my country."

Meng Jue: "..."

He lowered his eyes, coughed a few times, and stopped talking about this topic: "The owner..."

Yu Chu interrupted him, "Have you heard that the Pavilion Master will be on stage tonight?"

He nodded, probably guessing what she was thinking: "If the shop owner insists, Meng will have no choice but to make a fool of herself."

Although he spoke humble words, there was no trace of modesty in his eyes, but a hint of arrogance in his indifference.

Yu Chu hooked his lips, his eyes fell on his unnaturally white finger, a silver ring was neatly put on his index finger.

Meng Jue didn't notice, nodded slightly at her, and started to leave.

"Wait a minute." Yu Chu called to him, glanced at someone waiting outside, leaned over, and whispered in his ear, "Pavilion master is not feeling well?"

Meng Jue was taken aback by her actions, his heartbeat slowed down a beat, and he was almost out of breath, then he realized what she said, and a dark tide rose in his eyes.

Although it was fleeting, it still caught Yu Chu's attention.

His tone and expression remained unchanged: "So the owner of the flower shop knows medicine?"

The man outside the door was listening to the conversation inside with his ears pricked up, and immediately became vigilant after hearing this.

Wanting to come in but afraid of arousing her suspicion, his eyes flicked back and forth anxiously at Yu Chu and Meng Jue.

Meng Jue probably thought of something, and she wasn't surprised by her reaction. Before she could speak, he said to himself, "I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

(End of this chapter)