Earl and Merman

Ye Mu looked at Han Qingxuan raptly, he asked the driver to stop the car, and said to Han Qingxuan, "Han Han, do you want to go for a walk?"

"Is it possible?" Han Qingxuan's eyes lit up, and his hands also grabbed Ye Muleng's sleeves. Now he didn't feel sleepy at all, and he just wanted to see the place where Yemuleng lived. .

Today was the Elvis tribe's fair, and there were people coming and going on the street. When Ye Muleng led Han Qingxuan out of the car, he didn't attract anyone's attention.

The things sold in the vampire market are the same as those sold in the human market. If there is any difference, it is probably because the vampire market is at night.

After Ye Muleng and Han Qingxuan got out of the car, he asked the driver and Yu Qiu to go back first. Thinking that the people around him were all vampires, Han Qingxuan suddenly became a little scared again, and he held Yemuleng's hand tightly , My palms are also a little sweaty.

"Hanhan, don't be afraid, they are easy to get along with." Ye Mu said coldly.

It was probably to prove Ye Mu Leng's words. As soon as Ye Mu Leng's words fell, a little boy ran over, holding a large bouquet of roses in his hand, tugged at the corner of Han Qingxuan's clothes and said, "Brother, buy flowers!" ?"

Looking at the bright red roses in the little boy's hand, Ye Muleng suddenly remembered that Han Qingxuan seemed to have stuffed many red roses in his car a long time ago, but until now, he still doesn't know what Han Qingxuan is. Why did he escape all his subordinates and stuff the red rose into his car without anyone noticing.

Now holding Han Qingxuan's hand, Ye Muleng looked at the red roses in the little boy's hand with some affection, and before Han Qingxuan could speak, Yemuleng said: "How many roses do you have here? I want it all."

"Seventeen flowers, ten yuan each, a total of 170 yuan," the little boy's eyes were a little excited when Ye Muleng said that he wanted them all. When he answered Yemuleng's question, he directly calculated how much money he needed come out.

170 yuan is not expensive at all for Ye Muleng. Yemuleng reached out to get his wallet, but Han Qingxuan grabbed his hand and said angrily, "What are you doing? Seventeen flowers you Buy it too!"

"What happened to the seventeen flowers?" Ye Mu asked coldly, he had never bought flowers before, so he really didn't understand the reason for Han Qingxuan's excitement.

"The flower language of seventeen flowers is easy to get together and easy to disperse! Ye Mu Leng, do you really not know or fake? If you dare to buy it for me as a gift, I will definitely ignore you." Han Qingxuan looked at Ye Mu With a cold and dazed look, he was so angry that he didn't mind buying flowers, and he didn't know the language of flowers, so he bought seventeen flowers!

Ye Mulen's movements froze. He wanted to buy roses, but he just remembered that Han Qingxuan gave him this kind of flower. Now that he met him, he wanted to buy all of them and give them to Han Qingxuan. He really didn't buy them. Guohua, today is the first time I know that flowers have a flower language.

Seventeen roses, the flower language is so easy to get together and part, which made Ye Muleng's heart tighten. He was a little thankful that Han Qingxuan stopped him from buying those seventeen roses.

The little boy was a little aggrieved. He thought that it would be impossible for the two elder brothers to buy his flowers this time. After all, he had something wrong in not telling others about the flower language in advance.

The little boy turned around and wanted to leave, but Han Qingxuan stretched out his hand to block him, and said, "We haven't bought flowers yet, so don't leave."

Han Qingxuan's words brightened the little boy's dimmed eyes. He stared at Han Qingxuan and said, "You...do you still want to buy flowers?" Obviously seeing that the expressions of these two people are not good-looking, why do you want to buy flowers?

The little boy's reaction made Han Qingxuan laugh. Only now did he sincerely feel that vampires might not be as scary as he imagined.

Han Qingxuan gave the little boy a friendly smile, and said, "Although we can't buy seventeen roses, we can buy one."

The little boy originally thought that he couldn’t sell even a single flower. Although Han Qingxuan only said to buy one now, he was still very happy. He picked the most beautiful one among a handful of roses and gave it to Han Qingxuan: "Your flowers are ten yuan in total."

Han Qingxuan took the flowers, just as he was about to take money from his pocket, Ye Muleng had already handed over his wallet first, Han Qingxuan looked at Yemuleng with some doubts, Yemuleng said: "I told you, I will support you."

Han Qingxuan was amused by Ye Mulen's serious look, and without delay, he took Ye Mulen's wallet, took out a one hundred yuan note and stuffed it into the little boy's hand.

The little boy hurriedly took out the shabby cloth bag hanging around his neck to give Han Qingxuan some change, but Han Qingxuan took Ye Muleng's hand and walked forward. The little boy held Han Qingxuan's other hand in desperation. With one hand, he said in a panic: "Brother, I gave too much, so I can't spend so much money."

Han Qingxuan felt that this little flower seller was extremely cute. He boldly touched the little boy's head and said, "I'll buy you candy for the rest."

"But it doesn't cost that much to buy candy." The little boy muttered softly, but before Han Qingxuan could reply, he came back to his senses and only saw the backs of Ye Muleng and Han Qingxuan, two The person had already walked a long way, and the little boy looked at the 100 yuan in his hand again, and finally put the money into his cloth bag.

"Han Han, why did you buy flowers again?" Ye Mu Leng didn't expect that Han Qingxuan would buy flowers again later, and after leaving the little boy, he couldn't help asking.

"Because the flower language of a red rose is that you are my only one." Han Qingxuan said, when he spoke, his expression was very serious, his eyes were fixed on Ye Mu Leng, and his pupils were filled with fiery love, After finishing speaking, he handed the red rose in his hand to Ye Muleng, saying: "For you, take it."

The flower language of a rose is that you are my only one!Ye Mulen was clutching the rose in his hand, but his heartbeat was a little irregular. The spikes on the stem of the rose were all cut off, so it was not prickly to grasp, but Ye Mulen felt that the rose in his hand was a little bit hot.

Ye Mu Leng recalled that the roses that Han Qingxuan stuffed into his car in the past were all bouquets. At that time, he didn't know that he would really fall in love with the person who gave him roses in the future, so he didn't count those flowers If there are a few flowers, let people deal with the flowers directly.

Thinking about it now, Ye Mulen felt a little regretful, he looked at Han Qingxuan, and said cautiously: "Then what do you mean by those you gave me before?" Because he didn't know how many flowers Han Qingxuan gave him before, Ye Mu Leng didn't dare to ask openly, for fear that Han Qingxuan would be angry if she knew that she hadn't counted how many flowers he gave her.