Xia Xiwan stood in the corridor and looked around with her little head, but she didn't see his figure.
At this time, a soft spring rain suddenly fell from the blue sky, and it actually rained.
Where has he gone?
Xia Xiwan stomped her feet on the spot angrily.
At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of her. Xia Xiwan raised her eyes and saw Lu Hanting running from the rain curtain in front. He was wearing a black shirt and black trousers handmade by his aunts. He was not the cool and noble look of a business elite.
The material of the clothing is very soft. It is not tucked into trousers, but hangs down casually, making his whole person look more handsome and young.
Xia Xiwan stood on the steps looking at him slenderly, watching him run all the way from the rain to her, "Mrs. Lu, are you looking for me?"
Xia Xiwan was still angry and didn't want to pay attention to him, but the soft bangs on his forehead had been wet by the spring rain. The man with the mist was really young and handsome, which made people feel soft. "Where are you going?"
Already?"
At this time, Xia Xiwan saw one of his hands hidden behind his back, as if he was hiding something. She was a little curious, "What is that in your hand? Is it for me?"
As she said that, she spread her soft white palms and asked him delicately, "Give it to me quickly. I'll see what it is and decide whether to forgive me or not."
Lu Hanting handed the thing to her, "Mrs. Lu, this is for you."
In his hand is a large bouquet of red roses.
The red roses have just bloomed, and are so delicate and delicate. The dewdrops of this spring rain are still hanging on the petals, and the fragrance is fragrant.
Xia Xiwan's eyes lit up, and she quickly took the roses and hugged them in her arms. She hung her slender Yujie fingers and counted them, one, two, three...eleven.
Exactly eleven flowers.
Eleven red roses represent a lifetime.
Xia Xiwan quietly raised her red lips. She lowered her head and smelled the fragrance of red roses. Her heart almost overflowed with joy. This was the first time he gave her roses.
Lu Hanting looked at the girl, "Do you like it?"
Xia Xiwan nodded, "Well, I like it. For the sake of the roses, I will forgive you once."
Lu Hanting drew a soft and caressing arc with his thin lips, and went up to kiss her forehead.
But before the kiss came, my aunt's heart-rending scream could be heard in the distance, "Ah, where are my roses? Who stole my roses!"
Lu Hanting's kiss paused, and Xia Xiwan raised her beautiful face to look at him, "Did you... steal it?"
"seems like it."
Auntie beat her chest and was about to cry, "These are transplanted roses. They are so expensive after blooming. They just bloomed today, and now they are all gone. Eleven of them were picked, but not a single one was left to me. This
What a cruel person to kill with a thousand swords!"
Xia Xiwan looked at the eleven red roses in her hand, then looked up at the man.
Lu Hanting's handsome face showed a rare expression of embarrassment, "What should I do?"
What else can I do? Run. If you don’t run, my aunt will come!
Xia Xiwan grabbed his big hand and dragged him away.
The spring rain had stopped, and the air in this mountain village was particularly fresh and refreshing. Xia Xiwan pulled him and ran all the way to the golden beach before stopping panting, "Mr. Lu, thank you for the flowers. This is so exciting."
Yes, I have already become a thief with you."
It was also the first time that Lu Hanting did such an embarrassing thing and was robbed by a thief. Except for those gloomy memories, his life can be regarded as a textbook. He was born in a wealthy family and was a proud businessman of the generation. He had never been in such a mess.