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221. Chapter 221 What kind of flowers does she like

"Sister, thank you!" Zhizhen nodded, turned his head and sat upright with a serious expression.

"Okay, let's write down the girls' favorite foods on weekdays. After writing, I will read one, two, and three times and highlight the words on the paper at the same time!!" The host saw Zhimei and had no objections.

Then he turned around and said to everyone present.

After a while, the host shouted loudly: "Okay, everyone, please show the paper!!"

Hua Weiluo raised a piece of paper with the three characters "肉包子" written on it in her hand, then turned to look at Junior Brother Zhizhen beside her, and saw "Steamed Bun" written on his paper.

Let me go... Junior Brother Zhizhen, your pursuit in life is too low!!

Hua Weiluo was speechless for a moment, then turned to look at Zhimei sitting on the other side of her. He actually also had the word "Steamed Buns" written on his paper.

At this moment, Zhimei looked up and saw that the same two words as his were written on the paper of Senior Brother Zhizhen, and she couldn't help being stunned.

Hua Weiluo smiled and gave a thumbs up to Zhimei and said: "I never expected that, Junior Brother Zhimei, you understand Junior Brother Zhizhen's preferences so clearly!!"

It’s clear...it’s so clear!!

He clearly wrote about his own preferences, okay?! Why does Senior Brother Zhizhen like him the same way!!

Zhimei suddenly felt that he seemed to be a bit suspicious of jumping into the Yellow River...

Before the flowers fell, he raised his head again and looked towards the other side of Zhimei. On the paper in Zhishan's hand, dragons and phoenixes were dancing, and the three characters "肉包子" were written in flowing lines.

Ah, very good!!

Hua Weiluo nodded with great satisfaction. All four of them passed the first question.

The two hosts looked around the field for a week, and after asking the couples who wrote different answers out of the competition venue, there were only thirty-four couples left on the field, and in this round, only twenty groups will be eliminated.

people.

"Okay, let's take a look at the second question." The host looked at the remaining couples and continued with a smile: "Please write down the color of the clothes that boys like to wear most on weekdays."



Damn it!!

Zhimei couldn't help scolding the host in her heart, "Can't you give some difficult questions? There are four Taoist priests sitting here. They can only wear white Taoist robes on weekdays. If he writes something else

Color, then his senior sister could tell at a glance that he was unwilling to continue competing?

While Zhimei was scolding the host in her heart, she reluctantly wrote the word "white" on the paper.

When the paper was shown again this time, Hua Weiluo smiled without even looking at it, knowing that the four of them would definitely pass the test.

After the second question, there were only twenty-five couples left on the field.

The two hosts were very surprised when they looked at Zhizhen and Zhimei, who were still sitting there. Their eyes met and they couldn't help but express their admiration for their love across gender.

"Okay, here is the third question!!" The fat host continued with a smile: "Please write down the girl's favorite flower."

Favorite flower??

Hua Weiluo bit the holder of the writing brush in her hand and thought about it seriously for a long time. Suddenly she realized that she really didn't do much research on flowers. She looked up and saw that Zhishan had already picked up the pen and "swish, swish, swish" a few times.

I wrote the answer on the paper, and I suddenly felt depressed before the flowers fell.

How come Junior Brother Zhishan knows what kind of flowers he likes, but she doesn’t know...

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