Chapter 639
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"Which sir?"
However, before the little boy answered, he smiled and ran away.
Su Qianci looked down at the calla lily in her hand, smiled, and shouted, "Mr. Lu, stop playing. I know it's you!"
However, there was a brisk footstep in front of her, and this time it was a girl. "The flower language of the forget-me-not is eternal love."
Su Qianci took it, and the girl quickly ran away. After a while, another girl ran over and handed her a purple tulip.
"The purple tulip is Mr.'s endless love for you."
After one left, there was always another person coming over and handing her a beautiful fresh flower.
"The white lotus represents Mr.'s sincerity and the purest faith."
"The flower language of honeysuckle is' I want to give you all my best. '"
"The bellflower represents Mr.'s most loyal and sincere love for you."
"Lavender represents gratitude and protection."
"99 lilies are willing to be with you for a long time, a hundred years."
…
This was the day that Su Qianci had heard the most flower language. The more flowers she received, the more guilty she felt.
Su Qianci looked at the large bouquet of various flowers in her hand and felt more guilty for Lu Yihan.
Today, she asked Lu Yihan out to tell him that she regretted it.
But …
Why did Lu Yihan do this?
How could she say it next?
There were more and more people around. Everyone thought that Su Qianci would be happy, but after seeing her expression, they all looked at each other.
Someone picked up his phone and took a video. Suddenly, there was an exclamation.
Opposite where Su Qianci was standing, there were beautiful bicycles riding in.
The body of the bicycles was transparent, and the riders were carrying baskets full of fiery roses into the square.
Each basket was full, fresh and beautiful, and the light fragrance quickly drifted.
The bicycles stopped next to Su Qianci, and one by one, the bicycles quickly stopped around the edge of the square.
Five, ten, fifteen … The number of bicycles was constantly increasing, and baskets of fiery roses were carried to the center of the square.
Each one was bright red, fresh and vibrant.
The people around exclaimed and were shocked.
"Awesome, Brother Word. There are so many roses. Are there 9999 roses?"
"Are you stupid? How is that possible? It must be more than that! There were at least 999 flowers in each basket. Damn, it wasn't over yet? How many are there? "
"Quick, take a video and post it on Weibo. He's too rich!"
…
Su Qianci was shocked to see more and more riders coming in.
Those full flower baskets were placed in the center of the square. Bicycles went out one by one, and another came in. After a while, there were dozens of flower baskets.
Someone at the back was counting and shouting, "88, 89, 90 … 97, 98, 99, 100!"
After entering the last number, everyone heaved a sigh of relief and shouted, "It's finally over! My goodness, this is the first time I've seen so many flowers in my life! "
"Qianqian." Lu Yihan's voice came from behind her.
Hearing the voice, Su Qianci's back stiffened.
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