He gazed at the rose he had put on the co pilot's seat, a little bewildered. In fact, if he bought other flowers, it would be all right. He bought roses.

Rose That girl doesn't misunderstand.

When he drove to Xiao Ya's house, he called her: "come out."

Xiao Ya immediately jumped up from the bed, opened the door and ran out. Seeing her like this, Xiao Ya's mother yelled behind her, "what are you doing?"

Xiao Ya didn't know whether she heard it or not. She disappeared.

Gu lie is waiting for her by the side of the car with a music score. From a distance, she can see that she is wearing a long skirt, but she is not a lady running towards him. The moment she sees him, the smile on her face seems more beautiful.

Gu lie looks at Xiao Ya who is so full of vitality, there is a piece in his heart that suddenly softens.

There is such a person who is not related by blood. He likes him, worries about him and likes him wholeheartedly. This kind of feeling can make people feel warm sometimes.

Xiao Ya ran over and wanted to hold him without reserve. He pushed him away: "why?"

Xiao Ya looked up at him with a smile: "do you miss me?"

"No The answer is not surprising at all.

"Well, I miss you too." Xiao Ya didn't feel cheeky at all.

Gu lie speechless, put the score into her arms: "here you are, I'll go."

How could Xiao Ya let him go, put the score on the roof of his car and hold his arm to prevent him from opening the car door: "Why are you in such a hurry? Talk with me for a while."

"I still have a lot of work to do." He sighed.

"Then you take me back to the company. I'll watch you and never disturb you." She said, as if afraid that he would not believe it, and raised her hand to swear.

Gu lie looked at her crisp white fingers in the sun and firmly refused: "no way."

If she goes back with him, how can he work well?

But how could Xiao Ya listen to him? If she had listened to him, there would have been no story of them now.

Xiao Ya ignored him, turned to take the score and turned to the co pilot: "that's settled."

Gu lie is slightly a Leng, voice wants to stop her to open the hand of the door: "wait..."

It's late.

As soon as Xiao Ya opened the door, she saw a big bunch of bright and delicate pink roses on the front passenger's seat, with drops of water on them. The pink rose lined with black wrapping paper is more eye-catching, which makes Xiao Ya stand in the same place.

Gu Li has a headache.

Xiao Ya pokes the rose with her finger, making sure it's not her own illusion. The corners of her mouth begin to rise slowly, and her eyes become brighter and brighter.

She bent down to hold out the rose, a huge bunch of flowers in her chest, lining her more petite, white face, black eyes, mouth is not suppress. But somehow a red cloud floated on her cheek, which made her skin look more white and tender.

She turned to Gu lie again, hardly embarrassed.

She has never received any flowers so big, let alone such a handful of roses. She has also received a room full of roses and a car full of roses. But how did this rose make her blush?

"You gave it to me?" She asked, biting her lip.

Looking at her like this, Gu lie didn't have the heart to cheat her. He turned his head and squeezed a "um" out of his throat. He said, "I'm going to close down when I pass by the flower shop. I'll give you a 10 yuan discount. It's easy... "