He Feng himself is not a straight man of steel.

On the contrary, he is very intentional.

So he didn't intend to go there empty handed. It's so ugly.

It's right to buy something. Otherwise, what will you surprise others? It's hard to take more than 100 kilograms.

That won't work.

Thinking of this, he Fengdang even planned to take action. With a squeak, the sour friction sound came out. He Feng looked under the car and sensed it with his spiritual consciousness.

The low chassis of his car was scratched on the ground. In an instant, the superscript flashed a series of sparks and several obvious scratches appeared.

He Feng is a little distressed. This is a sports car. The price is millions. He just scratched the chassis, which is really distressing.

Thinking of this, he Feng couldn't help complaining that the road here was TMD rotten.

You said you could scratch the chassis when driving a sports car. Who dares to drive in the future? Will you drive a tractor when you go to the street?

The chassis of this thing is high and can't be scratched.

He Feng got out of the car swearing and parked the car steadily. He parked the car at a street corner. It doesn't mean that this is Liu Qingyan's company.

It means that there happens to be a flower shop in this place.

Somehow, perhaps welfare is a little dry, so that people are a little lazy. On both sides of the street, most of the numerous shops have been closed, or closed for work.

Only this florist is still open.

This is the only Florist He Feng found nearby. To be honest, it doesn't matter if he doesn't have navigation.

With his powerful spiritual awareness, he Feng can locate the surrounding situation more accurately than the navigation radar. He Feng can clear it by scanning a circle with his spiritual awareness.

It doesn't take much effort or ask for directions.

After stopping at the door of the florist, he Feng walked in still.

This is a small flower shop. It stands at the corner of the street. Because the neighborhood is not prosperous and there are few pedestrians, it can be imagined that the business of this flower shop is not very good.

The door of the florist has been filled with flowers, potted plants, cut bouquets, and all kinds of flirtatious flowers inserted into vases, where the flowers are in full bloom.

Although it is winter, there are a lot of flowers.

Of course, he Feng can't recognize a few.

He's a big boy. He's fine. How can he care about this kind of flowers? Besides girls and old men, who is willing to take care of some flowers?

I'm afraid not.

The flower shop is not big. It looks like a small space. It is full of flowers. He Feng walks inside and suddenly brightens his eyes.

I only saw a Miaoman's back inside, picking up flowers there, with blond hair scattered around his back. Miaoman's figure, especially his waist, was so thin that it was amazing.

He Feng believed that if the girl came to the state of Chu in the spring and Autumn period and the Warring States period.

Then it will be more open, because the king of Chu has a thin waist!

The beautiful girls in the animation are all slender waist, so that they will look particularly hot against this background.

He Feng couldn't help swallowing his saliva. He couldn't help thinking that he seems to have never tasted the exotic customs.

In the dreamland created by Lu Zigang, I met a mixed race ah Zhu, but it was a dreamland after all and could not become a reality.

Now I see this beautiful figure in front of me.

The end of He Feng jumped suddenly, which was described by one word: his heart was pounding.

His heart jumped several times, but he Feng didn't have any waves in his heart. He also knew that there were a lot of women, so he couldn't do it again.

That's not fun.

So he also pressed down his inner impulse.

My heart is scaring and intimidating myself. Don't look at the back. Maybe once I show my face, it's a dinosaur or grandma Qiao, so he Feng forced his heart not to jump so much.

It's hard to judge what this man looks like by looking at his back these days.

Because sometimes the back is a goddess, but the front face is a dinosaur.

I have to be careful.

He Feng walked in slowly. As soon as he entered, he only felt that his nostrils were filled with flower fragrance, as if he were in a sea of flowers. All around him were blooming flowers. Pollen was spreading in the air, and the fragrance also spread to He Feng's smell when molecules moved.

He Feng couldn't help but close his eyes and took a hard breath.

Well, it smells good.

It is not too strong fragrance, and the fragrance of flowers is elegant and indifferent. Where it is inferior to inferior perfume, the smell is pungent and disgusting.

After he Feng went in, because his steps became very light after his wish, his sister obviously didn't notice his steps and was still there to pack up this thing.

Put flowers on the flower rack.

So that he Feng didn't notice when he Feng came in.

Seeing that others didn't pay attention to him, or didn't find himself, he Feng smiled awkwardly, and then stretched out his hand and said, "Hi!"

"Hello, welcome!" the girl quickly turned her head, then bowed to He Feng and said. He Feng secretly glanced at her appearance at this moment. Well, it's good.

Not dinosaurs.

Although there are a few freckles on her face, she is very light, but she is also a beautiful girl.

But then something embarrassing happened. The girl spoke French and he Feng only knew English. He could enjoy elite education without the family affairs of Liu Qingyan and Xing Yuanyuan.

So I really don't know this thing.

So that there are some problems in communication now.

Is it difficult to rely on gestures?

He Feng told himself in his heart, but it seems that he can't do it. He can't sign language himself.

A bitter smile appeared on his face. Seeing he Feng's appearance, the blonde suddenly realized that she looked at He Feng carefully.

On the contrary, he Feng was found to be a handsome Oriental man. Under the soft edges and corners on his face, he Feng set off a white, quiet, but not masculine, handsome face.

At this time, the blonde suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a sports car parked outside her flower shop. She looked at the blue sign. The blonde, who looked eighteen or nine years old, didn't look calm.

My heart trembled wildly.

That's a trass sports car.

The price was at least hundreds of thousands of francs. He Feng's impression score increased a lot. At this time, the sister suddenly realized that she didn't seem to ask others what they were going to do.

Thinking that he Feng had just spoken English instead of French, she suddenly realized that he Feng didn't understand French.

Shania, a blonde, couldn't help feeling a little happy. She felt she had foresight, because she had learned English from the middle-aged John Bull football coach named Tony in her neighbor's house when she was seven or eight years old.

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