She packed up a few cheap and simple vases and put the flowers in. She used four vases to finish it, which added a touch of bright color to the store.

Anya was envious: "Who gave it to you? It's so beautiful. There must be so many flowers, right? A very small bouquet is at least 100. This flower shop is the largest flower shop here, and it is a chain, and the price is also very expensive."

Wen Yan's mood was a little better because she hummed a little, "Who doesn't matter who gave it to him?"

In the hotel, Chen Mengyao was sleeping soundly on the bed. Jing Shaoqing was playing with her cell phone, looking at her resentfully from time to time. After dinner, she shouted that she wanted to take a nap, but she really fell asleep. She hadn't met for a few days before, but she had a small quarrel when she met. Isn't this the time to cultivate feelings? She really can sleep!

He felt that the phone was boring more and more, so he simply lay down and tried to hold her in his arms, but her sleeping position was not very convenient to hold her. After trying it, he gave up and moved his hand to her waist unwillingly, but was afraid that she would feel uncomfortable because she was too heavy and she just stood it lightly.

As soon as he touched her body, his heart would itch and he would soon start shameful small movements involuntarily.

Chen Mengyao was not sleeping very peacefully, so she turned over and put her legs on him. He was shocked. Her movements lifted the hem of her skirt. Her smooth legs were a great temptation for him. At a young age, if he could endure it, he would not be a man! It was obvious that she was still sleeping, and he endured the impulse and felt a little overwhelmed... In the past, he didn't care whether his female companion was asleep or not, and he would do it whenever he thought...

In fact, after turning over, Chen Mengyao gradually woke up, but she was still a little confused. When she felt her hands acting like a blessing on her, she subconsciously chose to continue to pretend to be asleep. She had awkwardly in the morning. Even if she said it, she had not yet been able to get through. Something in the invisible center made her feel a little heavy, and she was also confused about this relationship...

Suddenly, Jing Shaoqing's hand accidentally touched her waist. She was afraid of itching, subconsciously avoided it, and reacted quickly, not like a sleeping person could make.

Jing Shaoqing's movements froze, then he asked tentatively in a hoarse voice: "Are you awake?"

She couldn't pretend anymore and moved her legs away from him: "Well... I'll take a moment..."

He was almost autistic when she woke up, so he was reluctant to let her continue to sleep: "Don't sleep for now, otherwise you won't be able to sleep at night..." As he said that, he turned over and pressed on her. When he lowered his head and wanted to kiss her, she turned over. He frowned slightly, reached out to pinch her chin, and forced her to face him: "What do you mean? Don't let me touch you? You won't be angry, right? Can I be wrong?"

She didn't know what to say, but she was completely in no mood to do such a thing now: "No...I...I don't think about it very much for the time being..."

Jing Shaoqing didn't care about thinking too much, and buried her head and accurately held her small earlobe: "You don't have to worry about anything, I'll do it."

His skills were still as skilled as ever, and his face was still irresistible. Chen Mengyao gradually fell into trouble. Before she completely lost herself, she suddenly pushed him away: "What time is it? At this time, the dessert shop should be very busy. She has to have dinner with Xiaoyan at night, so I'll help her!"

It was as if someone suddenly poured a basin of cold water. Jing Shaoqing suppressed the interrupted irritability in his heart and pestered with a good temper: "Can't you go late? I'll go with you."

Chen Mengyao still insisted: "No, I finally came to play for two days, so don't waste my time on the bed..."

When she spoke, her eyes were a little dodged, and Jing Shaoqing was a little confused. If she was just unhappy about the morning incident, she would not have such an attitude. She looked like this, just that she just didn't want him to touch her. He asked patiently: "Are you still angry? It's my fault. I didn't consider your thoughts and feelings. I compromise and respect you, okay? Don't be angry. We haven't seen each other for a few days before. Do you have no 'thoughts' at all?"

She shook her head gently: "I'm not angry, but I really don't want to do that now..."

He was silent for a few seconds and asked, "I just don't want to do it for the time being?"

She looked at him and nodded affirmatively: "Yeah."

He breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand and rubbed her long hair: "Okay, okay, I'll clean up and accompany you to the dessert shop."

Chen Mengyao subconsciously refused: "No, I'll just go by myself. You're very busy coming here. Don't waste your time in the dessert shop. The kitchen of the dessert shop is quite hot and you can't stand it. Have dinner together to call you when the time comes."

Jing Shaoqing didn't insist, and he did have some things to be busy in the afternoon.

When I arrived at the dessert shop, there were already several tables of customers. Chen Mengyao directly put on an apron and went into the kitchen. Most of the time the kitchen was actually air conditioning, because after some desserts were temporarily stored, there were temperature requirements. Wen Yan was reluctant to turn on the air conditioner while playing with her.
Chapter completed!