Xue Haoyue tilted her head: "Is there any more? I don't remember."

Yanbei: “…”

Xue Haoyue didn't take his co-pilot and rode his ugly, ugly and hard-pressing iron-gray bicycle that was completely impossible to compare with the limited edition supercar.

Yan Bei was alone and stiffened into fossils.

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When Xue Haoyue was about to arrive at the flower shop, she looked back and Yan Bei did not follow.

She parked the car on the side of the road, touched the exit mask from her pocket and put it on, and entered the store through the side door.

The whole room is full of flowers and the fragrance is pleasant. Xue’s mother sits at the counter to check out the bill. Before she retires, she works in the factory and handles these things with ease.

One of the two little girls is responsible for entertaining customers and helping to recommend suitable bouquets to customers. The other is busy packaging the bouquets selected for customers, and their hands and feet are very quick.

Xue Haoyue looked around and expressed her satisfaction.

When the little girl saw her, her eyes lit up, she greeted her and asked, "Sister Haoyue, will the customers who bought flowers today give you your signature photo?"

Xue Haoyue thought about it and said that she had nothing to do anyway, so she just thought it was to recruit business for the flower shop.

"Give it." She waved her hand, "I'll give it to you when I buy flowers in the future!"

The little girl held a large stack of photos and stuffed them to her, and also a sign pen, and said with a smile: "That's thank you for your hard work."

Xue Haoyue took it and lay on the small table behind and wrote quickly.

The phone suddenly rang. She quickly signed a golden name on the photo, picked up the phone and took a look, and a WeChat message popped up.

Yan Bei: "I have some urgent matters to go back to the imperial capital."

Xue Haoyue was a little unhappy, but she quickly suppressed the inexplicable sense of loss and held her phone and typed: "Why do you want to tell me?"

Yan Bei sent a voice message. Xue Haoyue looked at the small voice message, and her heart was beating wildly. She buried her face in her arms, clicked on the voice like she did something bad, and turned it into the earpiece mode, and stuck it to her ear.

The low magnetic male voice drilled out from the sound hole and swept into her ears. The soft and numb feeling of charge ran straight from the tip of her ears to her brain: "My boyfriend's compulsory homework for the reserve is to register for the itinerary, it seems like this is the case? Isn't experience?"

Xue Haoyue's brain was suddenly blown away.

God, is this person really Yanbei?!!!

This voice was indeed familiar to her, but what he said was so fatal and charming, and it felt like a domineering person in an urban drama.

Xue Haoyue didn't know what to reply, so she simply didn't reply.

But she uncontrollably recalled what he said over and over again, boyfriend reserve... was so fatal.

Xue Haoyue's cheeks were hot, and she threw down her phone. After a second of calming down, a SF Express courier car stopped at the door of the flower shop. The neatly dressed courier came in with a box, looked down at the courier order, glanced at the courier order, and sang around and said, "Who is Miss Xue?"

Xue Haoyue raised her head and raised her hand: "Here."

The courier handed her the box.

She has not bought anything online recently, and she has a premonition that it was given to her by Yan Bei. When she looked down, she saw that the column of the sender was not Yan Bei's name, but said "Ms. Xue's suitor".

Xue Haoyue opened the express box and there was a more exquisite and luxurious gift box inside. She opened it, and a necklace lay on the dark blue velvet cloth. The pendant underneath was a crescent moon, inlaid with fine diamonds, which still shone brightly even if not under the light.

It just corresponds to the word "moon" in her name.

Xue Haoyue couldn't believe that this was made by Yan Bei, so she wanted to take a photo and asked him on WeChat. She glanced at her eyes and saw a very small card under the box.

“Give your opening gift

——Yan.”

It's really him.

Xue Haoyue had not recovered from her surprise, and the little girl in the store suddenly said, "There is an order on Meituan, but it's so strange. The address he filled in was our store, and the person he sent was Haoyue? What's going on?? The flowers that ordered our store gave us to the store's small boss?"

Xue Haoyue thought to herself, and stood up on the edge of the table with her hands on her hands and asked, "What kind of flowers did you order?"

The little girl lowered her head and confirmed the order, turned to look at her, and smiled ambiguously: "Ninety-nine red roses."

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Chapter completed!