Chapter 47: This man is a little sick (47)

The look of a woman’s face is difficult, even if it is a flower, it is not a small amount, although her husband’s ability is not low. I earned a lot of points in the month, but the expenses of their family are all above.
In the end, the woman still couldn’t reach her daughter’s praying eyes and bought a lily flower.
After the completion of today’s first business, the old woman showed a happy smile. After seeing the new guest, she quickly said,
Young man, want to buy flowers?

The people who come here are Huo Junhan and Shen Mubai.
The old woman saw the two hands holding together, and the eyes were dyed with a smile, looking at the tall and beautiful Huo Jun Han Road. "The two feelings must be very good."
The hand was held tightly by the other party, and how could he not get out of it. The Shenmu white mouth that heard this sentence was a sentence, "I and him..."
The words just said the beginning, the old woman smiled and interjected, "Good, really a pair of good-looking children, born a pair."
Shen Mubai, "..."
Even if it is misunderstood, the male lord who has become a zombie has no feelings belonging to human beings, and naturally will not be in the heart. Therefore, Shen Mubai, who tried to explain the results several times, did not want to say anything.
She asked the system, "Is they all awkward? Where do I and the man like a couple?"
The system said, "You let go first."
Shen Mubai secluded. "You didn't see that he was holding me? System, I think the man is very problematic."
The system does not speak.
Shen Mubai thinks that he is not feeling right. "System, what do you say about the man?"
The system said, "The mission progress has reached 70%. At such a critical time, it is not normal for the man to take you closer."
Shen Mubai thought about it, the system said it seemed to be very reasonable, but always felt that something was wrong.
A dozen flower pots are neatly placed on the stalls, and the beauty of those flowers has its own merits.
Slightly squinting, the man’s gaze stayed somewhere, sticking out a slightly pale finger,
just let it.

The little daisy in the breeze blooms with its own grace. The white-haired old lady looks at his movements and reaches out to the flowers in the pot. She smiles and says, "How many branches?"
Huo Junhan’s eyelids have never been picked up, and the line of sight is faintly looking at the flower path.
All.

The old woman screamed, and then the uncontrollable joy spread from the corner of her eye to the mouth. "Well, I will pack them all."
"No." The man's voice was cold and cold. He took the flower pot in the hands of the old woman, turned and handed it to the girl standing on the side, looking at her with a gaze, "hold."
Shen Mubai stunned and subconsciously took over the flower pot in his hand.
Huo Junhan turned back. After asking the price, the points were traded without any emotional changes.
The little girl who had not gone far looked back at this scene, and she was very envious. She took the woman’s sleeve and said, "Does that big brother like that lady sister?" How else would he be willing to buy that expensive? a pot of flower.
The woman looked down at her sight, slightly stunned, and then bent her lips. "Weighed whether he liked the young lady who didn't buy what she bought for her? It was not how expensive it was."
The little girl raised her face in confusion and asked in a crisp voice. "What is that?"
The woman said, "It is his focus on how the other person's eyes are focused."
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