"Is that for me?"
The corners of Joan's mouth went up, grinning to a certain arc, and her eyebrows and eyes were crooked with a smile.
At this moment, Gu Zhiheng finally knew that there were really stars in people's eyes.
I knew that a bouquet of flowers would make her so happy, and a few years ago, he gave it away.
He hooked his lips and smiled at Joan, "Well, for you."
It may not have happened that he had thought about it, Gu Zhiheng breathed a sigh of relief, she was even happier than he imagined.
Qiao An took a few steps forward, took the initiative to reach out to hug Gu Zhiheng, and rubbed it in his arms, and when Gu Zhiheng was about to hug her back, she let go of his waist and looked at him with a red face: "I forgot that you didn't have any clothes."
Her cheeks were getting hotter and hotter, and Joan covered her face with her hands, hoping that her slightly cool fingertips would help her cool down.
She stood stupidly and smiled stupidly: "I forgot to buy soy sauce, you go to dinner, I'll go to the supermarket next door to buy a bottle of soy sauce and come back."
After saying that, Joan ran into the bedroom, took ten dollars in her purse, ran to the sofa in the living room again, squatted there, picked up the flowers, looked at them, and smelled them.
It was the first time someone sent her flowers, and it was given by Gu Zhiheng, how could she be unhappy.
Seeing that she was happy, Gu Zhiheng was naturally happy.
After looking at it for a while, Qiao An put the flower down and twisted her body involuntarily: "I'm going to buy soy sauce."
She walked past Gu Zhiheng with her head down, and walked to the entrance, Qiao An changed her shoes, and it wasn't until she stepped out of the house and stood on the stairs that she let out a long breath. is so happy, Gu Zhiheng gave her flowers, or red roses, which is enough for her to be happy for a month.
She can't wait to tell her best friend about it and let her share the joy together.
After going down the stairs, Qiao An walked quickly, and when she arrived at the supermarket next to the family home, Qiao An took a bottle of soy sauce and was about to pay.
Not far from her, Zhao Pengcheng and his wife were choosing rice.
"When I came back from the city with the head of the regiment today, the head of the regiment picked up a bouquet of flowers and said that it was for my sister-in-law, and I thought of going to the flower shop to buy you a bouquet, for fear that you would say that I was wasting money."
The woman punched Zhao Pengcheng's body: "If you give me flowers, it's better to give me a bag of rice, it's not easy to be in charge, this one needs money, and that one also needs it."
Zhao Pengcheng nodded: "I think so too, but the head of the regiment has a good family background, even if he spends money to send flowers to his sister-in-law every day."
Qiao An took the bottle of soy sauce and lowered her eyes, for some reason, she felt a little sentimental in her heart.
What Zhao Pengcheng said repeatedly in her mind was that the head of the regiment picked up a bouquet of flowers.
Whether it was picked up or bought, it was given to her, but Joan felt that what she picked up was still not as good as what she bought.
A man who spends money for you may not love you, but if he is not willing to spend money for you, it means that he definitely does not love you.
Qiao An sighed, how could Gu Zhiheng love her?
She walked to the cash register, paid, took the soy sauce, and entered the family home with a heavy heart.
When she got home, Qiao An saw that Gu Zhiheng was sitting at the dining table.
Qiao An walked over slowly, and was about to open the soy sauce, but the soy sauce in his hand was snatched by Gu Zhiheng.
"What's wrong?
I found that you weren't as happy as you were just now, did someone say something?
He asked as he poured the soy sauce into the bowl: "If someone bullies you, you must tell me."
"No one, just hungry."
Joan smiled reluctantly, feeling hypocritical again: "I'll go wash my hands."