Brandy and Erguotou

After class, Brandy refused Peng Jiayang's offer to take him home, and came to the subway station to take the subway home.

There are all kinds of people in the subway, those who sit on chairs and play with their mobile phones, those who stand listening to music and look out the window without speaking, couples who have conflicts, they ignore each other but stare at each other from the corner of their eyes.

A little flower seller came from the other end of the subway car, and the small flower basket was filled with the smell of jasmine.

"Brother, do you want flowers? Wouldn't it be a good gift for my brother's girlfriend?" the little girl said to the quarreling couple in a washed-out short skirt.

The boy glanced at the girl next to him and said, "How much is a bunch?"

"ten yuan."

"Here's a bouquet." After paying the money, the boy took the jasmine flowers and handed them to the girl next to him.

The girl took Jasmine and ignored the boy, but the smile on the corner of her mouth was uncontrollable.

The little girl smiled: "My brother's girlfriend is so beautiful, you should cherish it."

"Well, she's just throwing a temper tantrum, and it will be fine in a while. It's my daughter-in-law who still makes such a fuss. There's nothing I can do about it. I'm used to it."

The girl became impatient, and hit the boy on the head with a flower: "Who are you used to?!"

"Then you admit that she is my daughter-in-law?"

"no!"

"Then you are used to me."

"How are you used to me?"

"Look, you admit that you are my wife."

"..."

The people in the carriage were all amused by these two people, the girl was a little shy when she saw this, she walked out when the subway arrived at the station, and she didn't forget to bring her flowers with her when she left.

The boy smiled helplessly, packed his things and followed him out, pestering him with shamelessness.

"Brother, do you want flowers?" The little girl looked at Brandy with a smile.

Brandy opened his sleeping eyes and asked, "I don't have a girlfriend, and I haven't caught up with a boyfriend. Who should I give flowers to?"

The little girl was stunned for a moment, and said, "Uh, you can give it to yourself."

"Not that refined."

After speaking, Brandy closed his eyes again.

"Brother, do you know what the flower language of jasmine is?" the little girl asked reluctantly, as if she really wanted to sell the flower to Brandy.

Brandy raised his eyes, but said nothing.

"The flower language of jasmine is: You are mine. I don't know why I think this kind of flower is very suitable for you, brother. Give it to the person that brother wants to chase." The little girl laughed.

"Little girl, you have a sharp mouth, don't you?"

"Hey, I learned it from our mother."

"Then how bad is your mother's mouth to teach you such a treasure?" Brandy smiled, and gave the little girl ten dollars.

The little girl searched for a long time in the flower basket, and finally found the most neatly wrapped bouquet and handed it to Brandy.

"Thank you brother."

After speaking, he jumped and ran to the next carriage, the little pigtail trembled and was extremely cute.

Brandy packed her schoolbag and walked out of the subway station with flowers in her hand.

A woman was wearing a beautiful black hip-wrapping skirt, and her slender thighs were wrapped in delicate silk stockings, which made people's blood burst.The man next to him was wearing a suit and stood on one foot, while the other leaned against the wall to support his weight. His seemingly inconspicuous movements brought some fatal attraction.

"Hey! Do you think that boy looks good?"

"It's pretty, nymphomaniac, haven't you seen that she has a flower in her hand? It's absolutely for a girlfriend. Take a break, you."

"I'm going to talk!"

"Just like you? You're not afraid to scare people in black silk."

"Fuck! Jiang, your mother's mouth is too broken!"

Before the two of them finished talking, the little flower seller just jumped out and called mom to the woman and dad to the man.

"Little girl, how's the result today?" The woman squatted down and patted the little girl's skirt and asked.

"I met a lot of people! They are all friendly, and I also met a very beautiful boy, he is the most beautiful boy I have ever seen! The most beautiful!" The little girl stretched out her hand and gestured to the boy's look.

Seeing this, the man patted the little girl's head and said, "If your mother hadn't insisted on giving you such inexplicable speaking training, you would have followed me to grandma's house to play."

The woman kicked the man with a sharp leather shoe: "The surname is Jiang! This is my daughter! I can teach you how I want!"

"Hehe, can you survive without me?"

"Are you still worried that I won't be able to get a daughter?"

"I'm afraid you won't find my good genes."

"Remember what you said to me on our wedding night?"

"Remember, do you want me to show you some good looks for an arranged marriage? I said I'm going to the Red Pavilion to find some women to play with, so that you can spend the wedding night at home."

"Then do you remember what I told you?"

"...I don't care where you say you're going. Anyway, before twelve o'clock, I'll make circles and crosses, no matter who I'm with."

"That's right, Xiao Jiangjiang, admit it, you fell in love with me at that time."

"That's right, little Kiki, I fell in love with you at that time."

"You smelly and shameless! The child is still here!"

"Laughing, who the hell brought up this topic?!"

The little girl squatted on the ground to watch the two quarreling, she was really tired of arguing every day, she was so awkward when she was so in love.

If you don't love it, you don't love it, what the hell?

Love is love, why are you shy?

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