Chapter 251

When Han Junzong gets on the bus, she stares at him indifferently.

Qin Ning noticed the man's sight and thought he was still angry that she had just let go of his hand. He held his hand attentively again.

Han Junyu looked at her silly holding his hand, delicate small face also showed a flattering smile, his eyes a draw.

"Stupid girl, fasten your seat belt!"

“……” When Qin Ning stays, he will know later.

In the past, she used to sit in the back, so she didn't need to wear a seat belt. Now when she was reminded by him, she realized that she was stupid.

She giggled twice and rushed to find the seat belt, but she couldn't find it after a while.

Han Junyu is helpless, hold her wrist, reach out to help her get the seat belt.

She blinked and blushed as he came closer and could smell the mint on him.

Han Junyu looked down at her, his chin touched her hot cheek, his thin lips slightly pursed.

"Shy?"

"No way."

"Is it?"

Han Junyu buckled his seat belt and pecked her lip before he started the car.

Qin Ning touched his lips, covered his hot face and looked out of the window shyly.

After a while, she turned to look at him again. He drove seriously and his side face was perfect. The more she looked, the more she liked him.

Suddenly, he stopped by the side of the road.

Qin Ning looked at him in surprise and found a florist in front of him.

"What's the matter?"

Han Junyu unfastened his seat belt and said, "sit honestly."

"Oh."

Qin Ning saw him get off the bus. Is he going to buy her flowers?

Wow, Qin Ning stares at the man's back, looking forward to it.

After waiting for five minutes, I watched the man get on the bus with a bunch of yellow chrysanthemums.

“……” Qin Ning stares at him in amazement, can't believe it.

He bought flowers all of a sudden. Is it for himself? She is the only one around him. But what does he mean by buying a bunch of yellow chrysanthemums?

"Han Junyu, you"

"how do you expect me to buy you flowers?"

“……”

As a boyfriend and husband, shouldn't you buy her a bunch of flowers?

Qin Ning looked at the yellow chrysanthemum in his hand and looked out of the window with a speechless face.

"Stupid girl,"

"what for?" She was perfunctory and didn't want to look at him.

"Give me a kiss and I'll buy you flowers." The man said.

"No

Qin Ning angrily wrinkled his small face. This man is too irritating.

Buying flowers is originally a romantic thing. She has to kiss him to make exchange terms. She doesn't want to talk about the terms. She is in a dilemma when he gives her a helping hand.

"If you don't kiss me, I'll lose this flower."

Qin Ning saw a pink rose in his hand from the car window. He turned his head in surprise and stared at him with bright eyes.

"Is it for me?"

"Do you want a kiss?"

She wants to spend, reach out to rob from his hand, he holds the flower, did not let her succeed.

Qin Ning Du powder lips, angry stare at him, but still take the initiative to hold his neck, in his face kiss, eyes or tightly staring at the flowers in his hands.

Han Junyu picks his eyebrows and feels depressed.

In her eyes, isn't he as important as a flower?

Qin Ning finally got the pink rose. She looked down and smelled the fragrance of the flowers. The fragrance was very light, but she smelled it very fragrant.

This is the first flower Han Junyu gave her, hee hee.

Han Junyu drives a car and turns to see her staring at pink rose foolishly. He also gives a giggle. He doesn't understand which point touches her smile.

But seeing her happy, he raised his mouth in his heart.

The car stops in the parking lot of the cemetery. Han Junyu gets off with the bunch of flowers, and Qin Ning gets off with them.

Just now she checked the words of a pink rose, you are the only one for me.

That's a nice sentence. She giggled with a pink rose in her arms.

"Ouch, it hurts."

All of a sudden, he knocked on her forehead, and she covered her forehead and screamed.

"What's the grin?"

Qin Ning hugged his arm and asked with a smile, "Han Junyu, do you know the flower language of a pink rose?"

Han Junyu took a look at her, did not speak, and led her hand forward.

Qin Ning stared at him without blinking, and asked anxiously, "do you know if it's right? You say it."

"I don't know." Han Junyu's face is expressionless, holding her little hand tightly.

Qin Ning's coquettish little head rubs against his arms. She is a person who can't hide things, muttering in a low voice.

"Han Junyu, I checked the flower language of a rose. You are the only one for me."

"Well, I know your mind. I'm the only one for you." Han Junyu pinched her little nose and chuckled.She is his only one.

“……”

It's not like that. Qin Ning's lips were full of anger and kicked.

"Here we are."

"Where are you?"

"My own mother." Han Junyu said.

“……” Qin Ning immediately released his arm, his back straight and his expression serious.

"Ning Rui?"

Qin Ning stares at the name on the tombstone and frowns slightly.

This name is very familiar. She saw it in Han Junyu's drawer.

"Ning Ning, call mom."

"Mom." Qin Ning is obedient.

Han Junyu put the chrysanthemum in front of the tombstone. She stepped forward and touched the photo on the tombstone.

"Mom is so beautiful. No wonder you look so good."

Han Junyu's lips, his mother is a good-looking, but also a rare beauty.

"Mom, I'm Qin Ning, Han Junyu's girlfriend." Qin Ning introduced himself with a smile.

She looked at the pink rose in her hand and bit her lip. "Mom, this is the flower Han Junyu gave me. Now I'll give it to you."

Qin Ning sent the flowers to the tombstone, respectfully stepped back two steps, kneeling straight knee.

"Ning Ning,"

"it's the first time I see my mother. It's etiquette."

Han Junyu wants to help her up. Qin Ning shakes his head and bows three times with a smile.

Staring at the little daughter kneeling on the ground, a warm current hit, this feeling came too suddenly, let him have a bit at a loss.

Qin Ning said she didn't deserve him, but she didn't know that he would be worried.

Qin Ning stood up, patted his knee and accompanied him.

Looking up at his perfect side face, he was a bit cold. He didn't know what he was thinking. His brown eyes were indifferent and his body was cold.

"Ning Ning, you want to know about my illness, don't you?"

"Well." Qin Ning holds his big hand, silent comfort.

Two people together familiar, will form many small habits.

When she needs comfort, he will give her a little thumb to hold, and when his mood swings, she will hold his hand.

Silent say again, he don't be afraid ha, I will accompany you.

Han Junyu looks at her with bright brown eyes.

"Ning Ning, who has no sense of taste, do you find it strange?"

“……”

Without taste, Qin Ning blinks. When he eats, he can't taste, can he?

"Oh, no wonder you don't taste bitter every time you drink medicine. How can it be so unfair? I want to lose my sense of taste

“……” Han Junyu thought she would care, but she was envious.