Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

"That's it!"

The aunt in front interrupted He Huaiguang's excuse and waved her hand impatiently.

"I care about your sword orchids and Zhu Jin's blind stuff. You guy sent the flowers to our office, and then the faces of the five of us became like this. It was your flower's fault!"

Nodding words and thoughts, don't worry,

"Auntie, it's the flower's fault, but it's not the flower's fault in my shop. To tell you the truth, there is no poinsettia in the shop."

"Your buddy personally gave it, there is still a fake? The flowers on the ground are clearly here, how do you explain?!"

Hearing the words, Yannian looked at He Huaiguang behind him.

"Boy, what do you want to say, how to explain it?"

"It's wrong... I really gave the flowers you gave me. I just sent them, and before I got out of the gate, I was escorted by the aunts to Xingshi."

Yannian nodded and looked again at the aunt who was full of sharp eyes and wished to swallow her in one bite.

"Auntie, I haven't entered the store since my buddy came back, right?"

"So what?"

"This is just right, so please come over and smell his hands, what smell they are."

The aunt is puzzled.

Yannian smiled softly, "Don't worry, it's definitely not a bad smell, you can just smell it boldly."

He Huaiguang didn't explain what he was doing.

Seeing the aunt sniffing He Huaiguang's hand, Yannian pointed to a pot of white flowers placed at the door of the flower shop, "Go and smell the fragrance of the flowers."

"You **** girl, what are you doing?!"

"Smell it first, and I will tell you."

Yannian's lips are slightly smiling, not rushing, not panicking at all.

After the aunt did it, she squinted her nose and stared, "Okay, I smell it, then what?"

"Auntie, the smell of my buddy's palm is the same as the smell of flowers you just smelled, right?"

"So what? What are you trying to say?!"

Yannian smiled again before explaining:

"The white flower is the garden leaf gladiolus. In the bouquet I asked my buddy to send to your office building, Zhu Jin and the glass begonia are the main ones, and the garden leaf gladiolus is the auxiliary, but the taste of Zhu Jin and the glass begonia is almost negligible. The gladiolus with garden leaves has a strong fragrance, and it stays in the palm of the hand, and it will not go away for a long time."

"Oh~"

Among the crowd, the people who ate melons looked at each other, and some of them responded quickly. They already understood, "So the young man gave the gladiolus, otherwise, how could there be the smell of gladiolus in his hand!"

"That's right, it's another porcelain toucher. This little girl touches porcelain a lot in flower shops recently!"

The aunt headed in the middle stared, "What touched the porcelain? Maybe you guy dropped the bag in the middle and sent this poinsettia over!"

"It's not my buddy who dropped the package, but you."

Yannian had already coldened her face, and she didn't bother to pretend to be a good voice.

"I don't know how this poinsettia came from, but Auntie, don't you know that poinsettia is also scented? If my buddy drops the bag in the middle, how could he only smell the gladiolus?"

"I, how do I know if this poinsettia has a fragrance? Maybe, the taste is covered up!"

Yannian sneered.

"Death is imminent", and there is still a need to go.

The legendary Kong Jing, that's it.

She squatted slowly on the ground, picked up a poinsettia petal with tweezers, and then suddenly approached the aunts.

"Come on, Auntie, come and smell, what does this poinsettia smell like?"

Seeing the flower, the aunts all walked backward like a mouse seeing a cat, shouting to make Yannian stay away.

Yannian pressed harder and smiled softly, "Come on, don't be afraid, just smell it!"