On the contrary, the boy who was grabbed by her shoulder just now was a little timid, and he persuaded his girlfriend with a blushing face, "Honey, forget it! Let's go to the back."
"Just go, but why is this girl's attitude so bad! Can't she speak well?" The girl's anger continued.
"What do you say to someone? You are not good enough and you still ask others to respect you? There is no such reason." Zhao Miaomiao pushed the girl who still wanted to stay in the team.
The girl staggered and almost fell, but the boy had quick eyesight and quick hands and held her up.
"You!" The girl became even angrier.
"Forget it, forget it!" The boy saw other people's eyes getting hotter, and felt good about himself, so he could only comfort his girlfriend.
"Why are you stopping me!" The girl said aggrievedly, "You see others bullying your girlfriend, don't you help?"
"Okay, there are so many people, others are watching." The boy said softly, coaxing the girl to go to the end of the line.
"But we are so late in the queue, I don't know how long it will take!"
"Forget it, just wait patiently."
The girl stared at Zhao Miaomiao and Li Anran unhappily, and rolled her big eyes.
"Miaomiao! You are so handsome!" Li Anran looked at Zhao Miaomiao adoringly, with countless little stars shining in his eyes.
Zhao Miaomiao helped her forehead helplessly, "You, in the future, you must find a boyfriend who dares to help you out like this, otherwise you may be bullied at some point."
"Hehehe~ Got it~" Li Anran nodded hastily.
Soon it was Li Anran's turn, she asked Zhao Miaomiao what he liked, and ordered two cups of milk tea.
The two walked leisurely on the street, strolling here and having fun there.
It was almost time for dinner before returning to the hotel.
Bai Han and Uncle Li had already sobered up, and they were drunk at noon. After waking up, they were taught a lesson by Aunt Jingshu and forced to drink some hangover soup.
In the evening, neither of them dared to drink too much, so they had a quiet meal and a chat.
Zhao Miaomiao and Li Anran were not very hungry, so they ate a few bites casually.
After the meal, the two families said goodbye to each other and separated.
Bai Han and Zhao Miaomiao had just returned to the hotel where they were staying, when the front desk suddenly stopped Zhao Miaomiao, "Miss Bai, please stay."
"En?" Zhao Miaomiao stopped.
However, the lady at the front desk brought a bouquet of red roses from under the counter, and ran to Zhao Miaomiao in small steps, "Miss Bai, I have your flowers."
"Flowers?" Bai Han was stunned beside him, "Rose?"
What's the meaning? Is there a pig coming to offer your juicy tender cabbage?
"Who sent it?" Bai Han couldn't hide the surprise on his face.
Zhao Miaomiao took the bouquet and found a greeting card inside, which read: Roses can be picked even if they have thorns.
Zhao Miaomiao glanced at the roses in his hand, and found that the roses inside were all thorny and very sharp, and none of them had been processed.
The front desk has returned to his seat, and Bai Han can't ask anything he wants to ask.
He watched his daughter's expression carefully, and asked pretending not to care, "Who gave it to you?"
Zhao Miaomiao didn't answer, but raised her hand when passing the trash can.
The rose slid through the air in a smooth arc, and landed in the trash can with great precision with a "boom".
Only then did Zhao Miaomiao speak, "It doesn't matter who sent it, it all goes to the trash can."
"Ah oh" Bai Han was dumbfounded, unable to hold back a word for a long time. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com