"Do you want it?" Yan Ziyi turned to ask her with a smile on his lips.
Lin Kemei glanced at the roses in the little girl's hand. There is no woman who doesn't love flowers.
She once wished that Xia Yuze could give her a bouquet of roses.
But from the time they got married to now, she has never received a bouquet of flowers from Xia Yuze, and he has never even sent her a bouquet of flowers on Valentine's Day or her birthday.
It is said that roses are a symbol of love.
She didn¡¯t even count on Xia Yuze, not to mention that the relationship between her and Yan Ziyi was not love, and she would not take the initiative to accept the roses from him.
"No!" Lin Kemei pulled him forward.
But the little girl selling flowers still followed them and shouted: "Brother, can you give your sister a bouquet of roses?"
Lin Kemei was about to quicken her pace when Yan Ziyi suddenly turned around and walked towards the little girl.
Lin Kemei watched him bend down and buy flowers from the little girl, and then walked towards her.
He handed a bouquet of roses in his hand to Lin Kemei: "Send it to you!"
The bouquet of roses bloomed very beautifully, blooming under the orange street lights, just like in the painting.
"" Lin Kemei looked at the roses in front of her, then looked up at Yan Ziyi.
She said she didn¡¯t want it anymore, so why did he still buy it for her?
"I said I don't want it" Lin Kemei didn't accept it. Although she felt that this bouquet of roses was very beautiful, and it was the first time in her life that she had received roses from a man, she still couldn't accept it.
After she finished speaking, she turned around and left.
Yan Ziyi grabbed her with quick eyes and hands, "I bought this for a thousand yuan!"
Lin Kemei turned around suddenly and widened her eyes in surprise: "What? This bouquet of roses costs at most one hundred yuan."
The roses sold on the street are not expensive varieties, but the price is very high. Generally, a rose is several times more expensive than a bouquet of roses in a flower shop. This bouquet of roses is naturally several times the price of a bouquet of roses in a flower shop. Times.
"You were ripped off. Don't you even know how to bargain?" Lin Kemei looked behind Yan Ziyi. The little flower seller had long since disappeared. She couldn't help scolding him.
Even if he is a rich young master, he cannot be slaughtered like this.
Yan Ziyi curved her thin lips: "Rose represents love. Love cannot be negotiated. I have to give her as much as she wants."
"Then if she asks you for 100 million, do you also have to give her 100 million?" Lin Kemei rolled her eyes at him.
"If this 100 million is to express my love to you, it is indeed worth spending." Yan Ziyi raised his brows, looked at her lovingly, and said without hesitation.
"You!" Lin Kemei was stunned for a moment, her mind moving slightly.
He actually said he loved her? He doesn't love her, at most he just wants to chase her for fun.
"If you really can't spend all the money, you might as well donate it to Project Hope!" Lin Kemei finished speechlessly and walked forward.
Yan Ziyi took a few steps to catch up and stopped in front of her.
"For you!" He handed the rose in his hand to her again, the soft light in his phoenix eyes vaguely fluctuating.
"Get out of the way!" Lin Kemei frowned and ordered.
Yan Ziyi stood there motionless, with a smile on his handsome face and scorching eyes.
It seems that if she refuses to accept his rose, he will not let her go!
"Are you going to give in?" Lin Kemei stared at him with her almond-shaped eyes.
She originally thought this bouquet of roses was very beautiful, but now Yan Ziyi insisted on forcing it into her hand. She immediately felt like she was being forced to accept his roses, and a sense of resistance grew in her heart. psychology.
Yan Ziyi still refused to give in, so Lin Kemei finally raised her leg and kicked him over.
"Are you done yet?" she shouted unbearably.
They clearly agreed from the beginning that they were just lovers, so why did he have to force her to accept the rose he gave her to symbolize love?
Yan Ziyi's left leg suddenly shrank, and a look of pain appeared on his face.
It was probably her kick just now that accidentally hit the nerve in his leg.
Lin Kemei seemed a little surprised and looked at him in surprise: "Are you a pig? Can't you hide for a while?"
She didn¡¯t believe he didn¡¯t notice it just now, so she planned to kick him.
But Yan Ziyi just didn't move and was kicked by her.
This kick was very hard for Lin Kemei.
The expression of pain on Yan Ziyijun¡¯s face??, it lasted for a while before returning to normal.
"Next time if you want to kick me, kick my right leg instead of my left leg, okay?" He turned to look at her with a soft expression, as if he didn't mean to blame her at all.
"Why?" Lin Kemei looked at him blankly and asked without knowing why.
Yan Ziyi's face seemed a little pale, but he smiled and replied seemingly relaxedly: "Because I was in a car accident and my left half of my body was seriously injured, so my left leg is not as strong as my right leg. Next time, you can still Kick my right leg."
Lin Kemei was startled and looked at him guiltily: "I'm sorry, I didn't know that your left side had been in a car accident. I shouldn't have kicked you just now"
And now that he calms down and thinks about it, he just gave her the rose just to make her accept it.
There is really no need for her to make a fuss and kick him at every turn.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter how many times you kick my right leg, as long as you accept the rose I gave you." Yan Ziyi once again handed the rose in his hand to her, and with lingering eyes, he grabbed her and gently hooked her. Thin lips.
Lin Kemei was stunned for a moment and had to reach out to take it. She gave him a helpless look: "You are really a scoundrel."
After saying that, she lowered her head and smelled the roses in her hand, and her nose was filled with the rich fragrance of roses.
This is the first time in her life that she has received roses from a man.
Unexpectedly, it was given by Yan Ziyi.
Although it was not from Xia Yuze as she expected, no woman would be unhappy to receive roses.
The corners of Lin Kemei's lips raised quietly, but she tried her best not to let him see it.
"By the way, when did you get into the car accident?" She asked him suddenly with concern, holding the rose.
"When I was young and frivolous, heroes saved beauties." Yan Ziyi's eyes darkened, but he answered simply.
"A hero saves a beauty?" Lin Kemei was very surprised.
"Why, you didn't expect that this young master would be a hero and save a beautiful woman?" Yan Ziyi's dark eyes lifted, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Lin Kemei shook her head, with complicated thoughts: "It's nothing, I just thought of some things from the past."
Xia Yuze once did something similar to her, so she fell in love with him in the first place.
It¡¯s just that that incident seemed to have happened so long ago that even Xia Yuze himself didn¡¯t remember it, and Lin Kemei didn¡¯t take the initiative to mention it to him.
Looking up at the road in front of them, the street lights were hidden behind the big sycamore trees, and a little orange light shone down.
Lin Kemei¡¯s mood seemed to be even more confused (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com