Xiaoqi and Shiluo get off the bus, "Uncle Ling, why are you here?"
When Luo nodded, "Ling... General manager."
Ling Cheng doesn't want to be called uncle, so she is called President Ling.
Ling Cheng looked at them, showing an elegant smile, "want to give you something."
Xiaoqi and Shiluo see Lingcheng's hand behind him.
Ling Cheng takes out two small packing boxes from the back, one is red and the other is yellow. There are smiling faces on the packing boxes, and the places are made into small leaves. They are very lovely.
"This one for Xiaoqi, this one for... Luoluo."
Ling Cheng gives the yellow one to Xiao Qi and the red one to Shi Luo. He hesitates and chooses to fall.
When Luo and Xiao Qi looked at the box in their hands and looked at each other, "is this an apple?"
Ling Cheng nodded, "well, don't you want to eat apples on Christmas Eve?"
Shi Luo and Xiao Qi: "thank you."
Ling Cheng thought they didn't have any surprise and took a deep breath: "do you have time for dinner tomorrow?"
Xiao Qi replied, "maybe not tomorrow, uncle."
Ling Cheng paused and looked at Shi Luo: "what about Shi Luo? I want to invite you to dinner
When Luo ah, pointed to himself, "I?"
She wondered, "are you going to invite me?"
Ling Cheng confirmed: "yes, I want to invite you to dinner."
"Not Xiaoqi?" When Luo reconfirm, Xiao Qi also looks at Ling Cheng strangely.
Ling Cheng showed a strong smile: "yes, I invite you to dinner. I don't know if you can appreciate it."
Shi Luo: "er... Why did you invite me?"
Lingcheng: "can't you see what I mean?"
Shi Luo shook his head: "is there anything important? You can say it now. "
Lingcheng
He felt as if his handsome discount, cough, but pointed to the box, "you look at the words above."
When Luo looked down, and then saw the blessing written on Lingcheng.
"Safe... Thank you."
"You're welcome." Ling Cheng smiles and waits for Shiluo to continue.
But Shi Luo stopped talking.
Lingcheng had to speak again, "Shiluo, you... You have nothing else to say? Or nothing? "
When Luo busy looking at the box, even at the bottom, "there is no outside, or you write in it?"
Lingcheng; "..."
He can't say enough.
It's totally different from what he thought.
Xiaoqi looked at the handwriting on the box in his hand, and his eyes flashed.
He realized something and couldn't accept it.
When Luo looking at Ling Cheng's expression, some helpless, can only open the box to look carefully.
But nothing was found in the end.
"There's no one in Mr. Ling." She was helpless.
Lingcheng
He looked up and breathed out, and finally could only continue to remind.
"Don't you think my handwriting is familiar? What didn't you get before? "
After that, he wanted to cover his face, and in his heart he pulled out the secretary who came up with the idea and beat him violently, and gave him a big reward.
Doesn't he promise that girls like this kind of little surprise, and that he will soon realize it and be very happy?
Why does he keep reminding?
When Luo didn't understand Ling Cheng's collapse, he suddenly responded, "yes, this handwriting is a little familiar!"
Just two words. She didn't see anything just now. She was familiar with this reminder.
"By the way, the previous card... Mr. Ling, did you send the flowers?"
Ling Cheng finally has the feeling of elation, "is... Is I send, on behalf of my heart..."
He thought you finally understood what I meant.
Just happy to hear Luo's curious voice, "Mr. Ling, why do you want to send me roses? It's been a long time. I said who sent it... I didn't expect it was you. "
Ling Cheng's expression finally cracked.
"What?"
chinese rose?
What is rose?
He sent roses!
"It's the rose. Although it's very good, I can't put it at home. Fortunately, you stopped." Shi Luo felt his head. "At first, I thought it was black powder. I was afraid of something bad..."
She looked at Ling Cheng's expression and stopped saying, "I'm sorry, I think too much... But on the card..."
Shi Luo really felt very strange, "how can you write what, the meaning of those..."
Ling Cheng wants to say, isn't Temo clear?
But think of rose, swallow words.
"Well, I'll explain later. I'll go first."
Ling Cheng feels that he can't stay any longer, so he gets into the car and runs away.
"Thank you for the apple, Mr. Ling."
Shi Luo waved and looked at Xiao Qi. "I didn't expect it was sent by Ling Cheng. How could he send flowers? I don't know what happened to those cards. Did they put them in the wrong place or did the florist make a mistake? "
The little prayer bar moved, it's hard to say.
When Luo looked at Xiaoqi's expression, "Ling always can't tell rose from rose like you?"
It seems possible, but if so, Ling Cheng's meaning is obvious
Shi Luo looked at Xiao Qi and said, "isn't it?"
She didn't feel anything from Ling Cheng from the beginning to the end!
The little prayer stroked his forehead. "Yes, it shouldn't be."
I hope not.
Two people into the community, and finally in Shao Jingtian's yard to see a small day.
Xiaotiantian saw them excitedly and said, "Xiaoqi, time is falling. The host has a gift for you."
Shao Jingtian's gift is still apple.
Apple again.
Shi Luo belched quietly.
There are so many apples today.
Ling Cheng on the other side drives to the florist.
"Boss, why do I send roses and roses! Rose
Shi Luo is right. Boss Lingda can't tell rose from rose.
The boss looked at the menacing Ling Cheng: "that was the rose."
Ling Cheng almost didn't spit out a mouthful of old blood: "that... How can it be a rose? It looks like a rose. It's red. Isn't the rose like that?"
Boss: "no, they're not the same!"
They are very different, there are many different places, who said the same!
Ling Cheng: "then why didn't you tell me it wasn't a rose?"
Boss: "did you give me a chance to talk?"
The boss is very aggrieved.
He always remembered that day, a luxury car was parked outside the florist shop, and then a boss came down.
The boss didn't expect that his small Florist could meet such customers, but he received them calmly, thinking that maybe the boss wanted to order 990 roses just like the one on TV.
He knows these routines.
The boss asked if he wanted to give it to the girl. When he got the affirmative answer, he pointed to the fresh rose and recommended it to Ling Cheng.
I didn't expect Ling Cheng to shake his head as soon as he saw it. "Don't have a bunch of it. If it's not good, it will wither in two days."
Ling Cheng thinks that withering is not cost-effective, so he throws it away, and there is no trace when he throws it away.
Ling Cheng, who is used to maximizing benefits, looks around and finally aims at the blooming rose.
"I want that pot!"
The basin is good.
Looking at the red "Rose", Ling Cheng makes a decision. The boss wants to ask if it's for his lover. Unfortunately, Ling Cheng thinks it's the boss who wants to persuade him to buy a bouquet and interrupts him.
"No, no, that's it."
He paid to write down the card and walked away.
Boss: forget it.