Xiao Zeping stared at Mo Yan for a while, then smiled and said, "Why don't you go sit in the teahouse?"
"Okay," to be honest, Mo Yan doesn't like Xiao Zeping very much, because Xiao Zeping looks cynical but he has an unknown secret in his heart.
Mo Yan is not a fool, not to mention that under Mo Yan’s stunning skin is a 21st century soul?
The two of them came to the second floor and sat in a private room. Downstairs, they could see the people coming and going, as well as some vendors.
"Fox?" Xiao Ze smiled flatly, "Fox is really inappropriate to describe you, you should use chrysanthemum."
"Chrysanthemum?" Mo Yan waited silently for Xiao Zeping to continue.
"The chrysanthemum blooms in autumn. It blooms only after the flowers have withered. The leaves are gone, but it still blooms." Xiao Zeping looked at Mo Yan's expression with a hint of amusement, "It's not cold in autumn, but it's not cold either."
No matter how cold it is, what quality should this chrysanthemum have? If it blooms at such a time, there is no time to choose."
"..." Do you still need to choose the season when the flowers bloom? Mo Yan felt speechless. She naturally knew that Xiao Zeping was secretly mocking her. In fact, chrysanthemums are so good. Aren't there many people in ancient China who praised chrysanthemums?!
"It's not that chrysanthemums are preferred among flowers. When the flowers bloom, there will be no more flowers." Mo Yan suddenly remembered this sentence. She had forgotten which ancient Chinese poet wrote this sentence, but she thought it made sense. After the chrysanthemums bloom,
There are flowers in winter, but there are no plum blossoms in winter. How many kinds of flowers are there?
However, Mo Yan decided to remain silent and let Xiao Zeping say enough at once.
"You will get bored if you stay alone for a long time," Xiao Zeping chuckled, "It's better to change places."
"Chrysanthemums don't bloom everywhere." It turned out to be this idea. Mo Yan didn't know there was something interesting about him that would make Xiao Zeping want to add to it.
"How will you know if it's not possible if you don't try?" Xiao Zeping suddenly held Mo Yan's hand and said affectionately, "Why don't we elope?"
Mo Yan sighed that it was lucky that she was not drinking tea, otherwise she would have sprayed out, "Your Majesty is so leisurely."
It's better to say that he has nothing to do than to have nothing to do. Mo Yan doesn't believe that Xiao Zeping will be so kind. Maybe Xiao Zeping will tell her to elope. If she agrees, Xiao Zeping will file a complaint with Mu Feng.