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Chapter 60
Zhao Shi refused to give up and swore to the person on the hospital bed: "You don't understand..."
He reached out and knocked on the table and said passionately, "Will you chase people?"
"Do you know how to chase people?"
If Yan Huan could chase people, he, Zhao Shi, would eat the table in front of him on the spot without blinking an eye.
Yan Huan on the hospital bed really hesitated for a moment, but didn't say anything.
Zhao Shi raised his eyebrows and said lazily, "I'm telling you, this chasing is for sure to be pampered..."
"Didn't you say he liked you before?"
"Then you have to know why the other party liked you before..."
Yan Huan frowned slightly, he pursed his lips, and slowly recalled why Chen Qi liked him in his previous life.
Zhao Shi, on the other hand, looked at him on the hospital bed with great interest, with a persuasive tone.
In Zhao Shi's view, Yan Huan's appearance and power are all good, as long as Yan Huan understands her own advantages and uses a little tricks against the college student, it will be a breeze to catch him.
Zhao Shi was thinking while waiting for the man's answer.
The man on the hospital bed frowned, and said in a hesitant tone: "He doesn't want my money, he doesn't want my power, so why would he like me?"
As he spoke, the man seemed to understand something in vain, his eyes were thoughtful, and his head fell on the painting on the easel.
In the evening, the sky outside the floor-to-ceiling windows has cleared up, and the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the oil paintings with gentle brushstrokes, as if exuding a gorgeous freshness.
Yan Huan raised her head slowly, and said solemnly to Zhao Shi: "You are right."
Zhao Shi was stunned for a moment, a little dazed, and saw the man turn on the computer, pursed his lips, seriously created a document, and tapped the keyboard.
Zhao Shi looked at the man who had cheered up in vain, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
-----
At four o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was shining brightly, and it was also frighteningly hot. At this time, there were basically no people in the flower shop, except for the occasional sound of wind chimes shaking slightly on the glass door.
Chen Qi was wearing an apron, and was scribbling something in a sketchbook on the front desk. He occasionally looked up, looking at the street scene outside the glass door of the flower shop, and sketched casually to pass the time.
Not long after, someone pushed the door of the flower shop, and the wind chime on the glass door shook suddenly, making a crisp sound. Chen Qi put down his pencil and looked up at the person who came.
Seeing the person coming, Chen Xi was silent for a while, and immediately put the pencil in his pocket calmly.
This has almost become an instinctive reaction. In his previous life, when he was eating alone, he drew drafts, fished and painted, and the food was sloppy, and the paintings were also sloppy, but every time he had a great time fishing.
The visitor sat in a wheelchair and raised his eyes slightly to look at the young man at the front desk.
Yan Huan in the wheelchair had sweaty palms. He straightened his back, unbuttoned his neckline, and said softly, "Hi, I want to buy some flowers."
Chen Qi walked out of the front desk, smiled politely at him and said, "What flowers do you need?"
Yan Huan subconsciously covered the hideous scar on the back of her hand, then raised her head and said to the young man, "Do you have any recommendations?"
Chen Qi said proficiently, "Who are you giving it to?"
The man in the wheelchair was silent for a while, and then said: "A friend who is hospitalized."
Chen Xi chose a bouquet of flowers that had already been tied up, held the bouquet and asked the man in the wheelchair, "Do you think this bouquet is okay?"
Yan Huan looked up at the bouquet, thought of something, pursed her lips slightly, and whispered to Chen Qi: "It's not as beautiful as the previous bouquet..."
Chen Qi, who was holding the bouquet, froze for a moment, looking at the man in the wheelchair with some doubts.
Yan Huan lowered her head and picked the handle of the wheelchair, then said in a low voice, "Isn't there the one that was sent to Qingshan Hospital before?"
Chen Qi was silent for a while, the smile on his face almost couldn't hold back.
If he guessed correctly, the bouquet of flowers from Qingshan Hospital that Yan Huan mentioned was the first time he and Qin Heng met, and Qin Heng ordered the bouquet for takeaway.
In order to meet Qin Heng, the target of the raid earlier, he even took a taxi out of his own pocket when he rushed there, and the bouquets delivered by the store at that time were tied by other shop assistants.
God knows what that bouquet looked like now.
Thinking of this, part-time Chen Qi held the bouquet and smiled without blinking, "No more."
The man in the wheelchair was a little disappointed when he heard the words, and he heard Chen Qi skillfully ask: "Who did you give it to? We provide a note to bless you."
Yan Huan froze, he looked at the young man holding the bouquet and smiled at him, as if waiting for his answer.
After a while, Chen Xi said: "Don't you need it? If you don't need it, we will pack it for you."
Yan Huan immediately raised her head and said calmly: "Yes, the patient's surname is Zhao."
Chen Qi nodded, put down the bouquet, picked up a sticky note, stood on the front desk, lowered his head, and began to write seriously.
The wind chimes outside the window were blown and swayed by the wind, tinkling, water-like sunlight diffused into the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, and the hanging green plants cast shadows on the young man's face, from the bridge of the nose to the thin lips.
From the eyebrows to the thin lips, the arc outlined by the shadow in front of her was Yan Huan's gentle kisses over and over again, and the rough fingertips also wiped away the thin sweat little by little.
Yan Huan was sitting in a wheelchair. In the bright sunlight entering the water, he said hoarsely: "I... want to buy a bouquet of flowers."
"It's a flower for apologizing."
Chen Qi's pen paused, but he didn't raise his head, and his handwriting was smooth on the snow-white note paper.
The wind chimes outside the glass door jingled, the sound of children's play came from the street, and the sprinkler was also driving past with music playing. The man's hoarse voice mixed with the hustle and bustle, said in a low and hoarse voice: "Can Mr. Chen Do you have a suggestion?"
His voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of breaking something, and also as if he was afraid of disturbing something, with a cautious and difficult voice.
Chen Qi, who was bowing his head to sign, raised his head, his eyes were full of tranquility, he smiled and said, "We happen to have this kind of bouquet in our store, do you think you need it?"
Yan Huan, who was in the wheelchair, softened his unruly eyebrows and eyes. He bent his mouth and said to the young man at the front desk: "You can just look at it. Can you wrap it up for me after you choose it?"
"I will write the words on the sticky note myself."
Chen Qi nodded slightly, then smiled and said, "But this particular bouquet can only be purchased by members."
"Do you have a membership?"
The man in the wheelchair was at a loss, picked the wheelchair and repeated: "Member?"
Chen Qi nodded, and saw the man nodded seriously, "Then I'll do it."
Chen Qi lowered his head and pulled a registration form, and then he just waited to write it down, handed it to the man and said, "You fill in your personal information here."
Yan Huan borrowed a pen and seriously added her personal number on a simple piece of paper, and asked hesitantly, "Do you get a commission for this?"
After filling it out, he handed the registration form to the young man and whispered, "I have a lot of friends, so I can help you."
Chen Qi: "..."
Sure enough, in her previous life, she could not be greedy for money from her concubine.
He silently packed the two bouquets without saying a word, but the man in the wheelchair muttered, "How many members do you want a day?"
"My friends love to do membership, can I help them do it?"
Chen Qi didn't say a word, after a while, he wrapped the packaged bouquet and handed it to the man in front of him with a smile.
Yan Huan stretched out her hand to take the bouquet, restraining her fingertips from touching the young man in front of her, her unruly brows and eyes were a little soft, as if she had stretched her brows and eyes in the flower shop, and the cold temperament around her seemed to have dissipated a lot .
When paying the bill, Chen Qi thought of those whore paints, hesitated for a while, and finally looked up at Yan Huan who was in the wheelchair: "Mr. Yan, I have a staff member here, and I can get a [-]% discount. Do you want it? "
Chen Qi just didn't report any hope to ask. After all, Yan Huan didn't have anything to do with the word discount. Even in the last life when Yan's family was in turmoil, Yan Huan didn't care whether the purchased items were discounted or not.
Unexpectedly, the man in front of him froze for a moment, and said cautiously: "Shall I use yours?"
Chen Qi nodded, and saw the man in front of him swallowing, holding the bouquet, shy and reserved like a little daughter-in-law: "This is not good..."
"I'm so sorry..."
Chen Qi: "..."
He stood at the front desk with a blank expression on his face and took orders, seeing Yan Huan's brows blushing with joy, he forced himself to be calm and reserved, and whispered: "Don't worry, I'm rich."
The feeling of being wholeheartedly worried and cared for by the young man was so good that it made Yan Huan's heart tremble, and his heart beat suddenly. Sitting in a wheelchair holding a bouquet of flowers, his heart felt warm.
After finishing speaking, Yan Huan held the bouquet and looked at the young man who paid the order, and said cautiously: "Can I ask my friend to become a member tomorrow?"
"How many can you do in a day?"
Chen Xi pressed the Enter key heavily, took a deep breath, and looked up at Yan Huan expressionlessly.
Yan Huan hugged the bouquet and calmed down.
After the bill was completed, Chen Qi did not hand it to the man in the wheelchair, but to Liang Zhi who was behind the man. Liang Zhi quickly stepped forward to take the bill and paid it.
When Chen Qi returned to the front desk, he saw the man looking at him and wanted to say: "That..."
Before he finished speaking, Chen Qi took a quiet look, Yan Huan paused and said in a low voice, "I won't talk about becoming a member..."
Chen Qi smiled and said: "Welcome to come next time, what else do you need?"
The man in the wheelchair handed the bouquet to Liang Zhi, then turned the wheelchair closer to the front desk, looked down at the sketchbook at the front desk, seemed to be planning something, and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to draw that David?"
Chen Qi was taken aback for a moment, his mind was rarely stuck, and he repeated blankly: "David?"
Yan Huan continued to lower her voice, moved her head slightly closer to him, and said, "It's the naked David."
Chen Qi: "..."
He looked at the man in front of him with red earlobes, swallowed his saliva, his eyes drifted shyly and pretended to be calm: "Do you think I can be that David?"
He clearly remembered that in his previous life, after Chen Qi stayed up all night painting, when he smiled and begged for mercy, he praised him several times for being like David.
What Zhao Shi said was more or less reasonable. In his previous life, Chen Qi didn't seek his power or money. He fell in love with him at first sight, more or less interested in his skin.
Thinking of it, Yan Huan's skin became hot, and she continued to lower her voice and whispered softly: "I don't want money, and I have a good figure, can you ask me to be David?"
The author has something to say: #统计吧最近论坛区燕狗必威势势#
[-]. Yangou crying: Why is it crying like a boiling kettle? [-]. Yangou coughing: Sudden death from the new crown, the end of the whole play [-]. Yangou "No": Don't vomit blood on the cubs and die suddenly when you do
Yangou: I thank you all :)
感谢在2021-03-2323:38:32~2021-03-2421:27:04期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
感谢灌溉营养液的小天使:天才儿童小草莓40瓶;哈哈、长夜多烦20瓶;郁渝、copper5瓶;sunny2瓶;396982051瓶;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
He reached out and knocked on the table and said passionately, "Will you chase people?"
"Do you know how to chase people?"
If Yan Huan could chase people, he, Zhao Shi, would eat the table in front of him on the spot without blinking an eye.
Yan Huan on the hospital bed really hesitated for a moment, but didn't say anything.
Zhao Shi raised his eyebrows and said lazily, "I'm telling you, this chasing is for sure to be pampered..."
"Didn't you say he liked you before?"
"Then you have to know why the other party liked you before..."
Yan Huan frowned slightly, he pursed his lips, and slowly recalled why Chen Qi liked him in his previous life.
Zhao Shi, on the other hand, looked at him on the hospital bed with great interest, with a persuasive tone.
In Zhao Shi's view, Yan Huan's appearance and power are all good, as long as Yan Huan understands her own advantages and uses a little tricks against the college student, it will be a breeze to catch him.
Zhao Shi was thinking while waiting for the man's answer.
The man on the hospital bed frowned, and said in a hesitant tone: "He doesn't want my money, he doesn't want my power, so why would he like me?"
As he spoke, the man seemed to understand something in vain, his eyes were thoughtful, and his head fell on the painting on the easel.
In the evening, the sky outside the floor-to-ceiling windows has cleared up, and the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the oil paintings with gentle brushstrokes, as if exuding a gorgeous freshness.
Yan Huan raised her head slowly, and said solemnly to Zhao Shi: "You are right."
Zhao Shi was stunned for a moment, a little dazed, and saw the man turn on the computer, pursed his lips, seriously created a document, and tapped the keyboard.
Zhao Shi looked at the man who had cheered up in vain, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
-----
At four o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was shining brightly, and it was also frighteningly hot. At this time, there were basically no people in the flower shop, except for the occasional sound of wind chimes shaking slightly on the glass door.
Chen Qi was wearing an apron, and was scribbling something in a sketchbook on the front desk. He occasionally looked up, looking at the street scene outside the glass door of the flower shop, and sketched casually to pass the time.
Not long after, someone pushed the door of the flower shop, and the wind chime on the glass door shook suddenly, making a crisp sound. Chen Qi put down his pencil and looked up at the person who came.
Seeing the person coming, Chen Xi was silent for a while, and immediately put the pencil in his pocket calmly.
This has almost become an instinctive reaction. In his previous life, when he was eating alone, he drew drafts, fished and painted, and the food was sloppy, and the paintings were also sloppy, but every time he had a great time fishing.
The visitor sat in a wheelchair and raised his eyes slightly to look at the young man at the front desk.
Yan Huan in the wheelchair had sweaty palms. He straightened his back, unbuttoned his neckline, and said softly, "Hi, I want to buy some flowers."
Chen Qi walked out of the front desk, smiled politely at him and said, "What flowers do you need?"
Yan Huan subconsciously covered the hideous scar on the back of her hand, then raised her head and said to the young man, "Do you have any recommendations?"
Chen Qi said proficiently, "Who are you giving it to?"
The man in the wheelchair was silent for a while, and then said: "A friend who is hospitalized."
Chen Xi chose a bouquet of flowers that had already been tied up, held the bouquet and asked the man in the wheelchair, "Do you think this bouquet is okay?"
Yan Huan looked up at the bouquet, thought of something, pursed her lips slightly, and whispered to Chen Qi: "It's not as beautiful as the previous bouquet..."
Chen Qi, who was holding the bouquet, froze for a moment, looking at the man in the wheelchair with some doubts.
Yan Huan lowered her head and picked the handle of the wheelchair, then said in a low voice, "Isn't there the one that was sent to Qingshan Hospital before?"
Chen Qi was silent for a while, the smile on his face almost couldn't hold back.
If he guessed correctly, the bouquet of flowers from Qingshan Hospital that Yan Huan mentioned was the first time he and Qin Heng met, and Qin Heng ordered the bouquet for takeaway.
In order to meet Qin Heng, the target of the raid earlier, he even took a taxi out of his own pocket when he rushed there, and the bouquets delivered by the store at that time were tied by other shop assistants.
God knows what that bouquet looked like now.
Thinking of this, part-time Chen Qi held the bouquet and smiled without blinking, "No more."
The man in the wheelchair was a little disappointed when he heard the words, and he heard Chen Qi skillfully ask: "Who did you give it to? We provide a note to bless you."
Yan Huan froze, he looked at the young man holding the bouquet and smiled at him, as if waiting for his answer.
After a while, Chen Xi said: "Don't you need it? If you don't need it, we will pack it for you."
Yan Huan immediately raised her head and said calmly: "Yes, the patient's surname is Zhao."
Chen Qi nodded, put down the bouquet, picked up a sticky note, stood on the front desk, lowered his head, and began to write seriously.
The wind chimes outside the window were blown and swayed by the wind, tinkling, water-like sunlight diffused into the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, and the hanging green plants cast shadows on the young man's face, from the bridge of the nose to the thin lips.
From the eyebrows to the thin lips, the arc outlined by the shadow in front of her was Yan Huan's gentle kisses over and over again, and the rough fingertips also wiped away the thin sweat little by little.
Yan Huan was sitting in a wheelchair. In the bright sunlight entering the water, he said hoarsely: "I... want to buy a bouquet of flowers."
"It's a flower for apologizing."
Chen Qi's pen paused, but he didn't raise his head, and his handwriting was smooth on the snow-white note paper.
The wind chimes outside the glass door jingled, the sound of children's play came from the street, and the sprinkler was also driving past with music playing. The man's hoarse voice mixed with the hustle and bustle, said in a low and hoarse voice: "Can Mr. Chen Do you have a suggestion?"
His voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of breaking something, and also as if he was afraid of disturbing something, with a cautious and difficult voice.
Chen Qi, who was bowing his head to sign, raised his head, his eyes were full of tranquility, he smiled and said, "We happen to have this kind of bouquet in our store, do you think you need it?"
Yan Huan, who was in the wheelchair, softened his unruly eyebrows and eyes. He bent his mouth and said to the young man at the front desk: "You can just look at it. Can you wrap it up for me after you choose it?"
"I will write the words on the sticky note myself."
Chen Qi nodded slightly, then smiled and said, "But this particular bouquet can only be purchased by members."
"Do you have a membership?"
The man in the wheelchair was at a loss, picked the wheelchair and repeated: "Member?"
Chen Qi nodded, and saw the man nodded seriously, "Then I'll do it."
Chen Qi lowered his head and pulled a registration form, and then he just waited to write it down, handed it to the man and said, "You fill in your personal information here."
Yan Huan borrowed a pen and seriously added her personal number on a simple piece of paper, and asked hesitantly, "Do you get a commission for this?"
After filling it out, he handed the registration form to the young man and whispered, "I have a lot of friends, so I can help you."
Chen Qi: "..."
Sure enough, in her previous life, she could not be greedy for money from her concubine.
He silently packed the two bouquets without saying a word, but the man in the wheelchair muttered, "How many members do you want a day?"
"My friends love to do membership, can I help them do it?"
Chen Qi didn't say a word, after a while, he wrapped the packaged bouquet and handed it to the man in front of him with a smile.
Yan Huan stretched out her hand to take the bouquet, restraining her fingertips from touching the young man in front of her, her unruly brows and eyes were a little soft, as if she had stretched her brows and eyes in the flower shop, and the cold temperament around her seemed to have dissipated a lot .
When paying the bill, Chen Qi thought of those whore paints, hesitated for a while, and finally looked up at Yan Huan who was in the wheelchair: "Mr. Yan, I have a staff member here, and I can get a [-]% discount. Do you want it? "
Chen Qi just didn't report any hope to ask. After all, Yan Huan didn't have anything to do with the word discount. Even in the last life when Yan's family was in turmoil, Yan Huan didn't care whether the purchased items were discounted or not.
Unexpectedly, the man in front of him froze for a moment, and said cautiously: "Shall I use yours?"
Chen Qi nodded, and saw the man in front of him swallowing, holding the bouquet, shy and reserved like a little daughter-in-law: "This is not good..."
"I'm so sorry..."
Chen Qi: "..."
He stood at the front desk with a blank expression on his face and took orders, seeing Yan Huan's brows blushing with joy, he forced himself to be calm and reserved, and whispered: "Don't worry, I'm rich."
The feeling of being wholeheartedly worried and cared for by the young man was so good that it made Yan Huan's heart tremble, and his heart beat suddenly. Sitting in a wheelchair holding a bouquet of flowers, his heart felt warm.
After finishing speaking, Yan Huan held the bouquet and looked at the young man who paid the order, and said cautiously: "Can I ask my friend to become a member tomorrow?"
"How many can you do in a day?"
Chen Xi pressed the Enter key heavily, took a deep breath, and looked up at Yan Huan expressionlessly.
Yan Huan hugged the bouquet and calmed down.
After the bill was completed, Chen Qi did not hand it to the man in the wheelchair, but to Liang Zhi who was behind the man. Liang Zhi quickly stepped forward to take the bill and paid it.
When Chen Qi returned to the front desk, he saw the man looking at him and wanted to say: "That..."
Before he finished speaking, Chen Qi took a quiet look, Yan Huan paused and said in a low voice, "I won't talk about becoming a member..."
Chen Qi smiled and said: "Welcome to come next time, what else do you need?"
The man in the wheelchair handed the bouquet to Liang Zhi, then turned the wheelchair closer to the front desk, looked down at the sketchbook at the front desk, seemed to be planning something, and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to draw that David?"
Chen Qi was taken aback for a moment, his mind was rarely stuck, and he repeated blankly: "David?"
Yan Huan continued to lower her voice, moved her head slightly closer to him, and said, "It's the naked David."
Chen Qi: "..."
He looked at the man in front of him with red earlobes, swallowed his saliva, his eyes drifted shyly and pretended to be calm: "Do you think I can be that David?"
He clearly remembered that in his previous life, after Chen Qi stayed up all night painting, when he smiled and begged for mercy, he praised him several times for being like David.
What Zhao Shi said was more or less reasonable. In his previous life, Chen Qi didn't seek his power or money. He fell in love with him at first sight, more or less interested in his skin.
Thinking of it, Yan Huan's skin became hot, and she continued to lower her voice and whispered softly: "I don't want money, and I have a good figure, can you ask me to be David?"
The author has something to say: #统计吧最近论坛区燕狗必威势势#
[-]. Yangou crying: Why is it crying like a boiling kettle? [-]. Yangou coughing: Sudden death from the new crown, the end of the whole play [-]. Yangou "No": Don't vomit blood on the cubs and die suddenly when you do
Yangou: I thank you all :)
感谢在2021-03-2323:38:32~2021-03-2421:27:04期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
感谢灌溉营养液的小天使:天才儿童小草莓40瓶;哈哈、长夜多烦20瓶;郁渝、copper5瓶;sunny2瓶;396982051瓶;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
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