Mr. Flower

The moment Tong Xiang kissed, the joy in Tong Xiang's heart rushed to Mange.A touch is guaranteed, and a kiss is a profit. If you can't bear to cross the defense line to make a lot of money, the risk will be great...

A small surplus is fine. Yesterday Mr. Yang said that he would fight wits and courage with him and not let him sleep. Today, he committed a rebellion and kissed him. This is already the bottom line. If it really turns into a deep kiss, there will be no return. coming.

A kiss is excitement, and the tip of the tongue is aggression.Infringed Mr. Yang's absolute right to pick his own canaries at will, and he will be killed...

Thinking of the threat when he was teaching himself how to arrange flowers just now, Tong Xiang was ready to withdraw from the kiss.

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To be honest, Tong Xiang's kiss was honest, he even just kissed it on the lips.

When Yang Yiyue discovered this, Tong Xiang was already ready to let go.Don't think about why he is so honest, Yang Yiyue's desire for these lips and this person is real, otherwise he would not have agreed to his application for adoption while feeling that he had lost his mind.

The hand clasped around Tong Xiang's neck exerted a little force, and all of Tong Xiang's retreat was cut off by Yang Yiyue.

Tilting his head slightly to the left, Yang Yiyue's tongue went over his lips.

A certain guy who recommended himself to the pillow seat hesitated a little because of his actions. Yang Yiyue noticed it and went to explore further with a smile. He flipped his wrist and squeezed Tong Xiang's hand that was holding him, and took a step forward, but instead pushed him forward. Press on the refrigerator behind him...

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He was startled by the sudden softness, but half a second later, Tong Xiang happily accepted the reality.Relaxed and leaned against the refrigerator, slightly opened his mouth to welcome Yang Yiyue's exploration.

There is no offense or request, the gentle touch is enough to make Tong Xiang mess up the established script, so Mr. Yang still lacks the self-cultivation of the father of the gold master... On the contrary... On the contrary, in his eyes, he is as beautiful and warm as a true lover .

The response is small. According to the routine in the novel, this kind of strength can not only make the donor's father feel a sense of accomplishment, but also allow him to retain the desire to conquer, a win-win situation.

Surrounding Yang Yiyue's waist with both hands, Tong Xiang tightened his grip and hugged him. After touching his waist with his palms, his lips hurt...

Well, I can't even touch her, I misjudged it!

"I was wrong..." Without the lingering lips, he immediately put his arms around Yang Yiyue's shoulders and hugged him tightly to his ear to admit his mistake.

The tone of admitting his mistake was flattering and obedient, and accompanied by the small caress on his cheeks, all Yang Yiyue's sudden defensive behavior was immediately dispelled, and he even relaxed his body and leaned against Tong Xiang.

"What kind of?"

"Hmm...what's what?" Tong Xiang asked knowingly, and decided to act like a baby and pretend to be confused.

"What do you say?" Yang Yiyue didn't like him, but he just didn't talk about it, and it was quite comfortable to lean in Tong Xiang's arms.

"Ah... This is a small gratitude to Mr. Yang for showing his incompetence in the crisis... This is a poor girl who knows how to repay her kindness and has longing for her benefactor. Ah, no, it is the humble but humble boy. It is also full of hopeful rewards..." Tong Xiang, who had completed the words and sentences, admired his literary thinking and literary talent very much.

"Poor young boy, keep your hands quiet." It is an indisputable fact that Yang Yiyue was amused by him, and the words he said with a smile did not have any deterrent effect.

Tong Xiang who nodded vigorously let go of Yang Yiyue, looked at the smile on his face, clasped his hands together like a girl praying, blinked and said: "Father Jin, I really have nothing to repay except my body..."

"It's enough to have a grateful heart..." Putting his hands on Tong Xiang's chest and taking a half step back, an unstoppable smile finally bloomed at the corner of his mouth.

"Okay..." Standing against the refrigerator, Tong Xiang tilted his head and asked Yang Yiyue, "Lunch is braised glutinous rice with bacon and peas, Mr. Yang, please appreciate it."

"Only this?" Yang Yiyue thought that yesterday was stewed beef brisket with tomato.

"I'm poor, impoverished, young, male, please do me a favor, please be satisfied..."

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There were two extra side dishes on the table that were not planned, and after they were brought to the table, Tong Xiang held up the chopsticks to Yang Yiyue, "Mr. Yang, please!"

Amused by his respectful look, Yang Yiyue didn't know what to say as soon as he squeezed the chopsticks.

"I'll hang up your shirt and leave it open, you eat first."

Tong Xiang just washed the shirt for Yang Yiyue when he was preparing the dishes and waiting for the next step, and when the food was cooked in the pot and no one was watching, he took it upstairs to iron it, now the meal is ready and ready Go hang up.Looking at the steaming rice bowl, he probably wants to use this time to do things, so that the rice won't be hot when he comes back...

With a high utilization rate of time and reasonable arrangement of activities, Yang Yiyue seemed to see a super housewife.

"I have nothing to do this afternoon, you don't have to worry..." Yang Yiyue said to Tong Xiang calmly, holding his job bowl in both hands.

"I have something to do in the afternoon, and I don't have time to do it for you later." Tong Xiang had already gone up two stairs after saying this, but suddenly turned around and said, "This is not to drive you away, it is my afternoon I'm going to lie in the hospital, I had an examination yesterday, and I have to meet the doctor today."

Yang Yiyue picked a chopstick of glutinous rice and put it into his mouth. The moderate salty aroma and the fragrance of tender peas cooperated tacitly, creating a good taste that Yang Yiyue likes.

"Hey?! If you're okay..." Tong Xiang's words over there were just beginning.

"No." Here Yang Yiyue flatly refused, "It's fine to guard the store, but not for live broadcast."

"Okay, okay...I will definitely be back before four o'clock." Tong Xiang couldn't take advantage of too much, so he accepted it as soon as it was good, and went upstairs after speaking.

Looking up at the old wooden stairs, Yang Yiyue unconsciously poured more glutinous rice into his mouth.

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Two bouquets of hydrangeas were placed on the table in the nurse island, and Tong Xiang's smile was as good as the flowers, "Sister Tingting, choose one."

"Oh, the flower girl is here...they are all pretty...but girly fans are the most suitable for us!" After speaking, the nurse Xie Tingting chose the light pink bunch, and then she didn't think about the benefits of just getting it, and said: "Don't mess around, keep the ward clean."

"Understood." Tong Xiang entered the ward energetically holding the flowers, and when he looked up, he saw Ms. Tong Ruyi reading a flower magazine with reading glasses.

He walked softly and quickly to her hospital bed, held flowers in both hands and handed them over, beating a small drum in his mouth cheerfully, "Boom boom boom... boom!"

"Yo..." Pushing his glasses up to the top of his head, Tong Ruyi reached out and took the light green hydrangea bouquet, "Yu Ruyi, a rare hydrangea variety..."

"Ah?!" Tong Xiang didn't understand a word, so he just opened the thermos bucket to check whether the old mother had eaten on time, but he saw that the thermos bucket had been washed clean, and it was glowing with the unique silver light of stainless steel, "Who The dishes for you?"

"Who gave you the hydrangea?" Tong Ruyi saw the video on the flower shop's account, and the clicks were quite impressive, which shocked her a little, "It's still such a luxurious car..."

"It was edited and spliced ​​together." Tong Xiang said it as a matter of course, "It's a gimmick. I will thank the person who washed the dishes, and I will criticize you..."

"Tingting washed it." Tong Ruyi confessed honestly, "Come in and tell me about the video you sent, and happened to see mine on the table before washing it, so she washed it together, she is really a good girl... "Tong Ruyi said the last sentence, and raised her eyes to look at Tong Xiang.

Tong Xiang, who instantly understood what the old mother meant, stepped back.

Seeing him pretending, Tong Ruyi also knew that he was trying to fool herself, so she quickly took his hand and said, "Speaking and capable, the most beautiful nurse on the seventh floor, did I say something wrong?"

"That's right..." Tong Xiang leaned closer to Tong Ruyi's ear and said, "He has a boyfriend..."

"I know, I've seen it before..." Tong Ruyi said and shook her head, "It's not that bad. Every boy has such long hair, tied in a bun like a Taoist priest, not masculine at all. Come here often It’s just a good-looking face, but a good-looking face can’t be eaten as a meal..."

Why does Tong Xiang sound wrong?Xie Tingting's boyfriend should be the [-] tall northern boy who drove Wuling Hongguang out of the formula racing temperament... Tong Xiang saw it in person when they left the hospital together last time.

"Mom, the one you're talking about..." Who is the head of the Taoist priest? Indeed, he often jumped on the seventh floor. Tong Xiang couldn't remember for a while, "The one you're talking about is a fake Taoist priest who sneaked in to sell health charms, right?"

"Don't talk to you, what I mean is that we pursue it in an open and honest manner. A good girl should have many choices, okay? We're not afraid to compare..." The hydrangea was placed on the bedside table by Tong Ruyi, and she touched it with her hands, "This Are the flowers well planted and matched well? Where did you arrange them?"

"Hmm..." Tong Xiang looked at the flowers and thought: Mr. Yang is the one who planted the flowers, and Mr. Yang is also the one who arranged the flowers. They were all praised by the old mother...

"Hmm, what, I don't know the flowers I bought..."

"A friend of a friend of a friend, planted in his own house..."

"Really? The quality is really good, Xiaoxiang, just get in touch, and you can continue to buy if it is more expensive. How is the sale today? I see that you have a promotion, just be careful, I told you earlier not to look down on flower shops Business...it is something that can bring happiness to people." Tong Ruyi praised Tong Xiang.

To Tong Xiang's ears, this is still a compliment to Mr. Yang. If Xiao Yang is always his object, the old mother shouldn't mind if she is a man. After all, everything suits her old man's wishes...

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The man who chose the most luxurious bouquet of hydrangeas as soon as he entered the door took out his mobile phone while holding the flowers, and asked where the QR code was.

Yang Yiyue put down the flower scissors and looked in front of the stairway where he was standing.If I remember correctly, the QR code table has always been placed there.

"Is there no one on the table?" Asking and looking around, there was nothing on the big wooden table, Yang Yiyue got up and went to get the hanging sign on the handrail of the stairs before Tong Xiang went out. He had been hanging it around his neck before.

After handing over the QR code, the man stopped scanning it.

Yang Yiyue looked up at him, and turned the sign over, "Is it Alipay?"

"Mr. Yang?!" The man raised his eyebrows and smiled on his pretty face, "Is this your flower shop? No, I come here often, and it's opened by an aunt..."

Looking at the person in front of him who obviously knows who he is, Yang Yiyue has no memory at all.This feeling is very uncomfortable.

"WeChat or Alipay?"

Xiao Yang is always upset, and he is so cold that the other party can feel instantly frozen.

I quickly scanned the code, and the other party asked, "How much?"

"Eight hundred." Mr. Yang doubled the price in an instant. After all, this is a shop for poor boys, so if you can make money, you will naturally make money.

The other party hesitated for a moment, Yang Yiyue immediately pointed to the main flower in the middle of the bouquet and said, "Yu Ruyi, I am the only one in Jincheng who has this variety."

"That's really my honor." The handsome man entered the number and paid without hesitation.

Yang Yiyue felt much more at ease when the small announcement that the account had arrived at [-] was played.

"We met once not long ago..." The man hugged the flower and did not give up the one-sided chat with Mr. Yang.

Looking at him, Yang Yiyue still had no impression.

"Boxing field..." The man raised his finger and flicked the leaves in the bouquet.

Yang Yiyue looked at his face again, and remembered that he met Hu Nanfeng in the boxing ring that night. This man was Hu Nanfeng's male companion, so he couldn't help but look at his legs again, because Yang Yiyue remembered what that stinky rascal Tong Xiang shouted - legs It's so white, can you come up and touch it?

The author says:

Sorry for stopping for one day on the 23rd ^_^