Wife is addicted

Chapter 296 I Tell You to Wait, Just Wait

For other things, if Qiu Yunfeng doesn't like it, she won't do it again, or like it, but she can't give up when facing the rose flower. She likes the rose flower. Irresistible love.

"You wait for me outside!" An Luoluo said to Qinghe after thinking about it.

"Miss, the young master asked me to follow you." Qing He heard that, a touch of impatience flashed across his face.

"I told you to wait. If you don't like it, go back to your young master." An Luoluo's eyes turned cold, and a ruthless look appeared on his beautiful face.

"You." Qinghe's eyes widened suddenly, and he glared at An Luoluo in disbelief.

"Either leave by yourself, or I'll see you off." An Luoluo's mood sank suddenly, and the good mood he had seen the roses disappeared.

What qualifications does a small guard have to put on face in front of him.So what if you smell the scent of roses all over your body?She is just the rose flower that moved back to the whole room, but I want to see, what does Qiu Yunfeng have to say?
"Hmph!" snorted coldly, An Luoluo walked towards the rose flower shop without even looking at Qinghe.

I like roses, and this feeling becomes stronger when I see roses and smell the fragrance of flowers.It was so strong that as long as someone couldn't accept the rose flower, she could sever any relationship with that person.

His eyes drifted coldly past Qing He who was standing there, and An Luoluo's eyes became colder again.

"Hello, what color rose do you need?" The wind chimes at the door of the store rang, and someone inside asked softly immediately.

"The rose flower shop is really true to its name. It only sells roses." An Luoluo looked at the not very big flower shop, where there were roses of various colors, and it looked good in an instant.

An Luoluo thought that she should like roses very much, because after she saw the roses of various colors, she knew the flower language of roses of all colors without anyone telling her.

"Lolo." An Xiaomo called out in surprise and joy when he saw the person coming.

"You know me?" An Luoluo raised her eyebrows, slightly surprised that the owner of this little flower shop knew her.

"I'm your elder sister, An Xiaomo." An Xiaomo already knew that An Luoluo had lost her memory, but when she saw An Luoluo's expression looking at the rose flower, she forgot for a moment that she had lost her past. memory.

"My eldest sister?" An Luoluo blinked.

"En." An Xiaomo nodded, and then pointed to the hanging chairs and flower tables overflowing with flowers in the flower shop. "Would you mind sitting down and having a drink?"

"I don't mind." An Luoluo said lightly, fell down and walked towards the hanging chair.

"I heard them say that you lost your memory, and it seems to be true." An Xiaomo poured a cup of coffee for An Luoluo, and said with a smile, "However, even if you lose your memory, you still like roses as always."

"You sent the roses in the morning too?" Taking a sip of coffee, An Luoluo soon thought of the roses in the morning.

"I gave it to you, but I gave it to someone else. Do you remember the flower language of the red rose?" An Xiaomo looked at An Luoluo with a smile. Live simply.

It hurts every time I see her.

"Passionate love." She knew the flower language of roses without having to search on Baidu.I like roses, even if that red rose is sent by someone else, even if the words of those many roses are passionate love, I still can't bear to refuse.

(End of this chapter)