The high-cold actor is clingy by nature

Xiao Rong looked at the words on the balloon, and if there was anything she didn't understand, she called Ming Wei softly, "Miss Wei Wei, look outside."

Ming Wei opened her eyes and looked at the balloons outside the car window. She opened the car door and walked down. The complicated hairstyle in the play was not removed, and even the clothes were ancient costumes. She got out of the nanny car, like a time-traveling Fairy.

A bouquet of flowers, a total of 99 roses, was in front of her. Behind the flowers was Wu Yan who was also dressed in an ancient costume. He was wearing a hood, and his long hair was tied high on the top of his head, like a romantic and suave young man in ancient times.

Ming Wei tilted his head to look at his attire, "Did you borrow the clothes of the leading actor in the film?"

Wu Yan sent a large bouquet of flowers to her, "Happy Qixi Festival, wife."

Mingwei: "." What is your wife called in the film crew?
Although the two have been married for some time, they still address each other silently and slightly, never thinking of the word "wife", which makes people blush.

Mingwei's cheeks were blushing, she saw that the staff from the production team behind her was about to gather, she dragged Wu Yan to the corner, "This is on the production team, do you want everyone to know?"

Wu Yan hugged her, "It's something that everyone knows, it's just that you have to put your head down and pretend to be an ostrich."

"Ah? Does everyone know?" Ming Wei was flustered in the wind. Didn't the two of them make it public? Besides, they dared to reconcile not long ago.

"Of course. If you don't want them to know, they don't know."

Mingwei: "." Are you too free-wheeling?

"By the way, the family is going to get together tonight, do you want to go back, or live with me?" Wu Yan couldn't help but kiss the tip of her nose.

She had blush on the tip of her nose, and blush on her ears. She looked even more delicious than before, and she couldn't hold back her words.

"Then go back." Ming Wei felt that the world of two tonight was too dangerous, so she simply decided to go back, it would be nice for the whole family to have dinner together.

In her heart, she regarded Mrs. Li as a family.

"Well, I'll stay with you here, and we'll go back together at night."

Ming shrank his body slightly, his breath rubbing against his ears, Ming Wei was so itchy that he couldn't stand it, he shrunk down, escaped from his embrace, and ran towards the nanny's car.

Qixi Festival is the busiest time for flower shops, Bai Liwu greeted the shop manager early, and had to get off work on time to go back to dinner in the evening.

There was an endless stream of couples who came to buy roses, and there were quite a few errand boys who came to pick up roses for others. Bai Liwu stood in front of the stage, wrapping bunch after bunch. The store manager wrapped them with her, and the two finally got busy. Some.

The number of people gradually decreased.

The store manager looked at Li Wu with some unbearable heart, "Change to a pair of slippers, how can you bear it when you stand in high heels for so long?"

"I'm not tired." Bai Liwu smiled. There was light sweat on her forehead. "Wearing high heels makes you feel ritual. I think Qixi Festival is a very beautiful festival. If you dress up grandly, people who buy flowers can also feel it." .”

"Buy a bouquet of flowers." Li Shixuan walked into the flower shop, casually holding the suit jacket in his hand, scanned the display in the flower shop, and finally his eyes rested on Bai Liwu.

Bai Liwu didn't expect him to come, after all, this place is quite far from the company.

"Want roses?" she asked skillfully.

"it is good."

"How many flowers? Today is a special day. Nine, eleven, and 99 are all good numbers." Bai Liwu walked up to him and began to introduce, "This is a blue rose, and the flower language is . "

"Just this one, one flower."

Bai Liwu couldn't help laughing out loud, "Who are you buying for, and how do you buy one?" She found it interesting that if you buy flowers today, you should choose an auspicious number if you can, and buy like this One flower is basically played by oneself.

"I'm just passing by, so let's buy eleven."

"Well, to love one person for a lifetime, this is the meaning of eleven flowers." Bai Liwu added, took the flowers and began to wrap them. Roses have thorns. She was very skilled at doing it, but this time, something went wrong. Pricked hands.

He probably thought of Zheng Wan. He loves someone all his life. Could he be going to see Zheng Wan today? After all, they had children.

Bai Liwu casually wiped the blood off his hands with a tissue, and continued to wrap it.

"Okay," she handed over the flowers, the blue roses were dotted with stars, like an endless night sky, or a vast sea of ​​stars.

Li Shixuan took the flowers, but didn't leave. He looked at the shop for a while, "How long are you planning to travel this time?"

He checked before that she had been an actress for only two months, and this time she was working in a flower shop again. She didn't know when she planned to go back to be an assistant.

"I don't know." Bai Liwu tidied up the cut flower stalks, "This time the business trip will be longer than last time, after all, it's quite interesting to do this."

"As long as you like it." Li Shixuan patted her head, "See you at home tonight, don't forget."

"Understood." She elongated her voice, looking playful.

After Li Shixuan left, the store manager came out. She was old, well-maintained, and spoke softly, "This gentleman has never been here."

"It's my brother." Bai Liwu explained.

"Brother?" The store manager felt that something was wrong, and this brother's attitude towards her was unusual.

"The two families are family friends, so they are considered elder brothers?"

"Hmm." The store manager said no more.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the Li family.

The weather in early autumn was erratic, one day was like summer, the other day was like autumn, Mingwei and Wuyan came back early, sat on the small balcony to enjoy the wind, the heat at noon dissipated, and it became cool in the afternoon.

Mingwei took a book and read it seriously. This is Qi Shan's new novel, and he specially gave a copy to everyone in the company. Naturally, Mingwei got a copy signed by him.

"Is it good?" Wu Yan felt a little resentful, his daughter-in-law only reads novels and doesn't read herself, what's wrong with that?

"It's really great," Ming Wei said without even raising his head, "Qi Shan's style of writing has changed slightly, and his description of love is more delicate and vivid, and I can make up some of the details in it. Looks like a doctor."

Wu Yan kept rubbing beside her, "Then why don't you make up the image of the two of us?"

Ming Wei glanced at him, "But this book was written by Qi Shan, not me, nor you, why should I substitute you in?"

Makes sense.

But ruthless.

The jacarandas in the yard had all withered long ago, leaving only bare branches. Fortunately, there were many chrysanthemums in the yard, with shy buds growing, and it was bustling.

Silently and without giving up, he continued to interfere beside her, "Today's Qixi Festival, don't you have anything to say?"