Chapter 110 Shang Xi, I want it too
The year he saw the shooting star, Shang Xi was in his second year of high school.
In the quiet night, she looked at the shooting stars passing overhead and made two wishes.
First, I was admitted to Qingdao University in the college entrance examination.
Second, I will make money after graduation, take my grandma to eat and drink, and take her to travel.
Only the first wish came true.
And that wish that was originally realized has been abandoned by her long ago.
After grandma passed away, everything became meaningless.
After I found out I was pregnant, I only had the thought of making money. I have been so busy these years that I am already too far away from school.
People her age have graduated and have jobs.
Going back to school? Never thought about it. She had given up long ago.
"The cub's life will not be affected. I will pick him up and drop him off, and you will hire a shopkeeper to take care of your flower shop."
Shang Xi pursed her lips and listened to Gu Wen's words with ease.
if that is the case...
Doesn't she have to live with him forever? At least live together until graduation.
We are about to leave Nanfeng Garden.
She...has begun to count down.
"No need." Shang Xi said calmly, "Thank you for your kindness."
She raised her head and stared at him, and said in a calm tone: "Mr. Gu, good night, I want to rest too."
Gu Wen frowned slightly as he stared at the woman who suddenly seemed to be stimulated and stabbed her. But in the end, he decided to drop the topic.
"The old house is hosting a family dinner tomorrow, and they all hope you and the cub can go."
Shang Xi didn't think much about this kind of thing, so he nodded and agreed.
"Just right, I also hope that Shang Bao and his family will get to know each other better."
the next day.
Shang Xi changed her son into a cute and comfortable suit, combed his short black hair, smoothed away the flying hair, and washed his face. Considering that werewolves didn't like excess smells, she didn't put any fragrance on them. Sprayed on my son.
Except for those stubborn hairs, she gave up.
Press it down and lift it up again, forget it, that's it.
She herself wore a white waist-length dress and light makeup.
She took out a few small gifts, nothing valuable. She opened a flower shop and liked to tinker with things related to flowers.
When she has free time, she will make some glue flower specimens, retain the beauty, and fix them in palm-sized photo frames.
"This is a red rose, you want to give it to aunt."
"Sunflower, for your uncle."
"This is a red maple leaf. It looks good. Give it to your grandpa."
"Red carnations, for your grandma."
She and her son tied a beautiful bow together and packed small gifts.
Gu Wen looked at the bag in Shang Xi's hand and asked, "What is this?"
Shang Bao raised his chin: "This is a gift for grandma and the others."
"Gift?"
Shang Xi: "Just some flower specimens I made before, nothing."
Gu Wen pursed his thin lips. Shang Xi made it himself, and he wanted it too.
But Shang Xi obviously didn't want to send him away.
His family had just come down from the snow-capped mountains to receive Shang Xi's gift.
After holding back for three seconds, he finally spoke, his deep voice filled with seriousness: "Where's mine?"
The man's eyebrows were straight and he stared at her: "Shang Xi, I want it too."
"Well…"
It's not something valuable, she still has it in the house.
She said: "I'll give it to you when I get back."
Gu Wen: "Now, I want to be the first to receive your gift."
"..."
As for what?
Isn't this person a bit naive?
Just a plant specimen.
She turned back to the room and took one out.
tulip.
The moment she handed it to Gu Wen, she suddenly remembered, tulips... what is the flower language of tulips? It seems like: eternal love?
By the way, does Gu Wen understand this? He wouldn't think too much about it, would he?
Taking it back would seem deliberate.
Looking at the tall man's raised lips, she silently closed her mouth.
A werewolf knows what flower language is.