The next second, Sun Bei screamed at the top of his lungs.
The man who appeared on the screen just now is standing directly at the door, holding his pocket with one hand. He is still wearing the suit he wore this morning. He is more upright and crisp in person than on the screen. He is so powerful in his solitude, and his facial features are even more... Clear and clear.
"Hello, sir, do you want to buy flowers? What kind of flowers do you want? Or do you need other help?"
Sun Bei recognized Jiang Beiyuan from the TV at a glance, and quickly spit out the bubble gum in his mouth to greet him. Unexpectedly, he looked even better than the one on TV.
Jiang Beiyuan's eyes looked past her and landed on Yan Nian. His eyes were burning, and there was only the reflection of Yan Nian in his eyes.
"Sir," Sun Bei boldly stretched out a hand and waved it in front of Jiang Beiyuan, "Sir, what help do you need?"
"unnecessary."
His thin lips moved as he spoke to Sun Bei, but his eyes were always looking at Yan Nian, and then he walked towards Yan Nian.
Sun Bei looked at him with his eyes fixed on Yan Nian and pursed his lips.
This face-based society.
Isn't she just not as good-looking as Yan Nian? Sure enough, men are all virtuous.
Yan Nian also saw Jiang Beiyuan. She saw him when he first entered the door.
She felt that this man must be a god who descended from heaven. Every time he was there, he knew where she was. It seemed that she could never run too far, just like Sun Wukong could never escape from the palm of Tathagata Buddha.
"Sir, do you want to buy flowers?" Yan Nian pretended not to recognize him. She stood up and walked to the flower stand with a very upright attitude.
Jiang Beiyuan hummed and kept looking at her.
That look was naked and unabashed.
There is no need to avoid taboos, and there is no need to avoid taboos.
Yan Nian raised his eyelids: "What flowers do you want?"
"Anything is fine."
"Can I have a rose?"
"Um."
"Red rose?"
"Um."
"How much does it cost?" Yan Nian asked again.
"casual."
"..." Yan Nian pursed his lips.
Is this person deliberately looking for trouble? !
"Is 66 flowers okay?" She cleared her voice and said with a frown.
"good."
Jiang Beiyuan's voice was very mellow and his expression was very relaxed. Only when he faced her did his face glow.
Yan Nian began to pack the bouquet for him.
Her hands were white, and the joints were not that thin, but they were very soft, making people want to squeeze her hands just by looking at them.
"Do you want anything else?" After packaging, Yan Nian asked again.
"I want Mrs. Jiang." Jiang Beiyuan grabbed her hand without saying a word.
His slender fingers slipped into hers and interlocked.
"..." Yan Nian glared at him and struggled to pull his hand back.
The man didn't move at all.
"Mrs. Jiang, if you are not here, your husband's battery is out of power."
old…
husband?
Sun Bei, whose jaw almost dropped when he heard these words not far away, looked at the two people adjusting the weather in shock.
Guan Hai was also a little surprised. He looked at Yan Nian and didn't know what to say.
Yan's thoughts hardened, and he walked out of the flower stand with a calm breath, grabbing Jiang Beiyuan's sleeve to pull him out to talk.
Jiang Beiyuan was pulled away by her calmly, without taking any flowers. Passing by Guan Hai, he suddenly stopped, grabbed Yan Nian's waist and pulled her into his arms.
"Some people are not something you can look at. If you care about them, they will cause chaos. It's enough for her to have me."
Jiang Beiyuan looked at Guan Hai as if he was declaring sovereignty, his aloof attitude was very domineering.
(End of chapter)