The driver was in a cold sweat. He was afraid that the two little ancestors would make trouble again. He didn't stop immediately, but slowed down some speed.

Ye Xiaotian frowned and said again, "uncle, stop at that florist."

The driver hesitated for a moment, thinking that the two children would not have any more trouble, so he slowly stopped the car in front of the flower shop.

After Xiaotian ran into the florist, he looked at the young woman arranging flowers and said, "I want a bunch of roses."

"Little brother, are you here alone? Who are you going to give it to? " The young woman looked at Ye Xiaotian, who had a small face. It seemed that she had not seen such a delicate child for a long time. She could not help but squat down and asked more questions.

Ye Xiaotian frowned as if he were too lazy to deal with such a boring inquiry.

The following Hanwen also ran up, followed Ye Xiaotian's back butt into the flower shop, full of stars: "Wow, how fragrant!"

"Are you the only two of you, little brother?" The young woman looked at the Hanwen that suddenly came in and asked questions.

Ye Xiaotian took off his schoolbag and took out a reduced version of Su Mo Han's wallet. He took out several red tickets and put them on the table. He pointed to a bucket of champagne rose on the ground and said, "take this one."

The woman saw that ye Xiaotian didn't pick up a quarrel at all, so she didn't ask again. Although the child was really cute, she was worried that it was a child's mischief. Now that she has given money, she has saved a lot of trouble. However, she has never seen such a small child running to buy flowers for so long.

More than ten minutes later, a bunch of champagne roses were cut, and the woman chose a purple wrapping paper with a pale gold heart-shaped pattern on it.

Seeing the woman draw out the paper, he plans to pack it. Ye Xiaotian's eyebrows can't help wring into a ball. On tiptoe, he pulls out a piece of kraft paper with English letters from the table, and puts it in front of the woman with a crisp mouth: "use this."

"Little brother, this color is a little too old to be packaged beautifully." The woman couldn't help speaking again.

Ye Xiaotian's choice of wrapping paper is the old kraft paper color with some deep and shallow English letters printed on it. Now it is placed in the store, and no one has been selected for a long time.

Ye Xiaotian did not speak, but insisted on handing the wrapping paper to the woman.

The woman saw this, then also did not have any more words, matches the white all over the sky star carefully will be more than ten delicate to drop the rose to wrap into the bundle.

"Why do you buy flowers, little day?" Hanwen finally withdrew his eyes and looked at Ye Xiaotian.

"For Ma Ma." Xiao Tian said solemnly.

The young woman was carrying out the final binding. She still chose a dark blue hemp rope according to Ye Xiaotian's requirements. She simply tied a knot to finish the work. Hearing Ye Xiaotian's words, she couldn't help saying, "children, if you give hemp, you should send carnations or lilies, oh, roses are for your lover."

"Long winded." Ye Xiaotian took the bouquet in her hand, turned around and walked out, leaving only the black line on the head of a woman. Who's child is so smelly.

With rose leaves, Xiaotian got on the car happily and was in a good mood.

One side of the calligraphy is unremitting to ask again: "Xiaotian, what do you mean by that string of letters?"

Ye Xiaotian hesitated for a moment, then waved to the calligraphy mysteriously.