Crossing the bar on the tyrant: the only favorite

Chapter 187 Tracking 5
Unfortunately, he was still found.

Isn't this Mr. Murong a frail scholar?How come the feeling is so keen that even she can detect when she is following him?

Qiu Yishui could only deny it: "I didn't follow you. What a coincidence, we both walked on the same street."

Murong Qixuan smiled, but did not pursue further.

Qiu Yishui looked at the flowers in his hands, couldn't help being curious, and asked: "Mr. Murong, who did you buy these flowers for?"

Murong Qixuan seemed to have just remembered the flowers in his hand, looked down, and said: "I don't need them. I often pass by that street, and I often see that old woman selling flowers standing in the wind. The wind blows her pale body. Hair, her face is covered with wrinkles, she is so old. I buy flowers, she can go home and rest early."

It turned out that he bought flowers just to let the old lady go home and rest early.

Qiu Yishui couldn't help being moved.

Murong Qixuan said again: "Do you girls like flowers? If you like, I can give them to you."

Before Qiu Yishui could reply, he added: "I gave it to you, I just don't want to spoil them, I have no other intentions, don't get me wrong."

Qiu Yishui actually didn't think of another meaning of sending flowers, but after hearing his explanation, she felt more relieved.

With no scruples in his heart, he joked with him unscrupulously: "How do you know that girls like flowers?"

Could it be that he understands girls' thoughts very well?

Murong Qixuan replied very frankly: "I was born in a big family, there are many sisters in my family, and I have gotten along with them a lot, so of course I know."

This answer satisfied Qiu Yishui.According to her investigation today, Murong Qixuan's score is very high, and she hasn't found out that he is not good enough for Yunxuan.

Looking at the beautiful flowers in Murong Qixuan's hands, he felt regretful.

"Master Murong, it's inconvenient for me to take these flowers home, you should give them to someone else."

Murong Qixuan sighed: "I have to let them go with the water."

Come to the river and throw the flowers into the river.

(now say goodnight)

(End of this chapter)