Well, before the two words could be spoken, Bo Qichen turned his head sideways and glared at him.
Seeing this, Yan Yanqi immediately fell silent, gasped, and nodded hurriedly: "Okay, okay."
"You are an uncle, what you say is what you say Your sister's In desperation, Yan Yanqi strode over, and then smiled at Dongfang Shiyu, and reached out to take the rose in her hand.
The roses are wrapped together by a piece of newspaper, which is not ugly, and it can also be seen that the oriental poetry is attentive.
The roses bloomed very well, and after a quick glance, there were about ten of them.
If it weren't for the fact that these roses belonged to the seventh master, if it weren't for the fact that these roses were given by Oriental poetry, Yan Yanqi really liked it But now, holding this rose is like holding a hot potato, and I feel that something seems strange "Do you like it" Bo Qichen saw her standing there looking at the roses in a daze, and then snorted coldly, and spit out these three words coldly.
Ouyang's left mouthful of water almost squirted out: "Poof" "Ahem, cough, cough" Zuo Xiaoli choked on eating a sandwich.
Feng Jin's eyes, which were about to close, also widened suddenly.
Dongfang Bo was also a little shocked, and looked in the direction of Bo Qichen a little mechanically.
They had just heard some auditory hallucinations The most shocking thing was, of course, that when Yan Yanqi heard these three words, his hand shook violently, and the roses in his hand were almost thrown out The corners of her mouth twitched, and she turned her head to look at a certain master who was sitting in the center, continuing to eat breakfast with a breezy face, as if he had never said anything Yan Yanqi swallowed his saliva and said dryly, "I like the flower worthy of being the seventh master."
"Hehe Bo Qichen picked up the napkin and rubbed his lips elegantly, then slowly raised his eyes, and said in a very light tone: "Since you like it, take care of them, feed them all, and wait for me to come back, I want to see." ” Word 7: "" "This has already been cut," Yan Yanqi was a little confused.
"So if you don't have roots, you can't feed yourself" Bo Qichen stood up and replied nonchalantly.
"I can't even raise a flower, how can I be a housekeeper."
"It's not me" Yan Yanqi was a little at a loss, looking at the back of the seventh master walking out of the restaurant, she suddenly wanted to cry, she had done something in her previous life Although this rose can be fed, inserted back into the soil, and can still grow if it is well cared for, but she doesn't seem to be so idle.
Why did you make trouble for no reason?
The corner of Ouyang's left mouth hooked, and he reminded kindly: "Xiao Qi, if you plant flowers in the garden now, you may have a better chance." ” Dongfang Shiyu swallowed his saliva, blinked and looked at Yan Yanqi with some pity, and said in a slur manner: "Ah, it's all my fault, or I'll go." ” Yan Yanqi really wanted to nod and say yes, but "It's okay, I can do it."
Oriental xiaojie you eat slowly. ” Yan Yanqi had the same smile on his face, but he seemed to be scolding his mother in his heart.
"Well, I believe in you too."
Dongfang Shiyu smiled: "Yan Yan Qi, I will call you Qiqi in the future, is it okay for you to call me Xiao Shiyu." ” Dongfang Shiyu grabbed the chair with both hands, and then blinked his eyes, looked at her, and sold cuteness vigorously.
Can she give her a slap and then say it is not good Yan Yanqi took a deep breath and smiled: "No." ” "No, you can't."
Dongfang Bo on the side raised his hand and knocked it on her forehead vigorously
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