But no matter what, Youmi is his sister, and they have been in a relationship for more than 20 years. It is impossible for him to ignore her and promise Youen, he will still do it.
"Brother Tianqi, I'm a little bit seriously ill and can't drive." Mu Tianqi originally wanted to ask Dahei or Daqiang to send it to her, but she was still a little worried, so she agreed.
"Then you wait for me at home. I'll be back later." Of course, Yumi said obediently. She was sick, but not so sick that she couldn't drive.
"Yiyi, what were you going to ask me just now?" After Mu Tianqi answered the phone, she remembered that Yiyi seemed to be asking herself something just now.
"Um...that's nothing. I forgot about it. I'll ask you another day when I remember it." Yiyi raised the potato chips in his hand and said, "Would you like to eat some too? This flavor will taste better than other flavors."
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"Really? Then let me try it." Mu Tianqi gently picked up a piece with his onion-like fingers and put it into his thin lips. This ordinary move he made was extremely charming.
Yiyi swallowed. Could the man in front of him not be so charming? He was more beautiful than a woman, but he was full of the strength of a man. It was extremely contradictory, but it was the most perfect combination in him.
"Yi Yi, I have something to do and I have to go out first. I will take you somewhere to play tomorrow." Mu Tianqi looked at her, his thin lips with beautiful lines pursed slightly, as if he was thinking about something.
"Where is it?" Yiyi blinked, his eyes shining with curiosity.
"This... you will know tomorrow. I'll leave first. Bye." After saying that, Mu Tianqi waved to Yiyi, then closed the door and left.
Yiyi looked at the door being closed by him, but felt a little empty in her heart as he left.
Yiyi also simply tidied up, changed clothes, took the camera and went out.
But just as I walked out of the door, another flower sender arrived. It was still the same conversation, and I couldn't ask anything. In the end, I smiled, signed, took the flower, and put it back in the vase, where it was still arranged.
Dissatisfied, there are so many left that I can only put them on the coffee table.
There was also a small card in the bouquet. Yiyi opened it gently. There was still just one sentence written on it, but it was a different sentence: lilies are very suitable for you.
Yiyi casually placed the small card in the drawer again, but also did not find anything hidden in the interlayer.