Huangfu Shaoqing looked at her eyes with a deep touch, but he was just like this. Whether it was his temperament or his idea, it was hard to understand.

It always gives people a sense of being at home and away.

It won't be too far away from you, but it won't give you a chance to enter his world.

Such a man knows what he wants and has the ability to control everything.

So, once you are in love with him, then, before you get a response, you will always hurt yourself.

Ouyang Mo'er doesn't know such a situation, but she can't help but want to get closer to him.

This is not only a luxury, but also a gambling.

After dinner, Ouyang Mo'er's mood is not too high. She looks up at the Seine River and can't help laughing.

He always gives himself the illusion that he cares about her, but when he reaches for it, he finds that the warmth is too far away.

"Going for a walk?" Huangfu Shaoqing suggested that she should be aware of the hope in her heart.

"No, it hurts." Ouyang Mo'er gets on the bus directly, and feels that every time they come out, they can always make trouble and come back.

Even Eddie, has felt that kind of repressive atmosphere.

Along the way, they did not talk too much, one was angry, the other was cold and thin.

"Stop ahead." When the car arrived at a flower shop, Ouyang Mo'er opened his mouth.

"Does the young lady want to buy flowers?" Adie asked suspiciously.

"Well! It's said to regulate the mood. " At home, my sister-in-law always likes to put a bunch of fresh flowers in each room. Although most of the time, she doesn't understand the language of various flowers, it's very pleasing to watch.

Huangfu Shaoqing looked at her and frowned slightly because of her words, but he didn't object.

What I didn't expect was that when Ouyang Mo'er got off the bus, he also followed him.

And the bodyguards who followed him couldn't wait in the car, so they all followed. In an instant, a very treacherous picture was formed, with a beautiful woman walking in front of her, and behind her, a handsome man, and a fully armed bodyguard, who could feel whatever she thought. This was the little white rabbit being watched by the big gray wolf.

Therefore, it has attracted many people's attention.

On the other hand, the owner of the florist was startled.

"Girl, are you in any trouble?" The flower seller, a middle-aged woman in her forties, saw Ouyang Mo'er come in and asked in a low voice.

"What?" Ouyang Mo'er didn't quite understand each other's meaning, because she didn't look back at it at all, so she didn't know that Huangfu Shaoqing also followed.

"The people out there! Do they want to be bad for you? " The boss said to throw a wink outside, let her look back.

Ouyang Mo'er turns around in doubt, and then after seeing such a picture, he can't help laughing.

"He's my husband. It's OK." Now, Ouyang Mo'er seems to speak the word "husband" very naturally. It seems that there is nothing that can't be changed by time.

"So it is! I said, "how can such a handsome man be a bad man?" When the boss said this, he was obviously relieved.

But to me, he's really a bad guy.

Ouyang Mo'er is in the bottom of my heart and says.

But he gave the boss a sweet smile.

She doesn't have much research on flowers, so let the boss pack a bunch for her at will, which can mediate her mood.

"Such a handsome husband, it's up to you." Before leaving, the boss even told her two words.

"OK, goodbye!" Ouyang Mo'er comes out with a bouquet in her hand. Huangfu Shao Qingdan sweeps her eyes and reaches out his hand to her.

Ouyang Mo'er frowned, but he still stretched out his hand, but he shook his head and refused to hold her hand.

"Why?" Ouyang Mo'er stares at him awkwardly.

"This flower is for me, isn't it?" Huangfu Shaoqing asked seriously.

Ouyang Mo'er ha ha, really want to directly hit the flower to his face.

"I think too much. I bought it for myself." Said, proud of a turn head, light lift chin to the roadside car.

"Next time you want to collect flowers, you can tell me. I'll buy them for you." Huangfu Shaoqing followed, and his voice was very charming.

But at the moment, it can't bewitch Ouyang Mo'er.

"I'm not stupid." Ouyang Mo'er turns her eyes. It's a matter of self-consciousness to send flowers. What's the matter with her asking him!

Huangfu Shaoqing frowned, as if he really liked this action. Cold men feel like this. They are not very good at expressing themselves, so they always like to express themselves with some expressions.

After getting on the bus, Ouyang Mo'er has been smelling the flowers in her hands. It can be seen that she loves them very much."Do you like flowers very much?" Huangfu Shaoqing, who had been indifferent for a long time, finally couldn't help it.

"Would anyone not like flowers?" Ouyang Mo'er looks up at him.

Huangfu Shaoqing nodded: "it seems to be true."

So, aren't you talking nonsense?

This is the echo of Ouyang Mo'er's heart.

But what she said was another: "isn't it?"

True or false

Ouyang Mo Er again make complaints about himself.

"I feel that your answer is not sincere." Huangfu Shaoqing glanced at her.

Ouyang Mo'er suddenly looked at him, and then was very surprised: "you just feel it! My young master. "

"Do you have such a big opinion of me?" Huangfu Shaoqing rarely moved the corners of his lips. It can be seen that Ouyang Mo'er's reply amused him.

"Well! A lot of opinions. " Ouyang Mo'er nods and doesn't hide his true thoughts at all.

"Some things are mutual, you know?" Huangfu Shaoqing was very puzzled, looking at her eyes, more complex emotions.

"Is it because I'm not honest enough with you?" Ouyang Mo'er is very clever. She can see through a little.

"Very clever, but not quite." Huangfu Shaoqing shook his head. He was so enigmatic again. He was indifferent and alienated, which made people feel frustrated in front of him.

Ouyang Mo'er smiles. At the beginning, they are just contractual?

But now, how do you feel, completely deviated from this essence?

Did he change, or did he change, or did they both change.

"Huangfu Shaoqing, you say, can we really not be attracted by each other?" Ouyang Mo'er would like to know, in this contractual marriage, what kind of equal force they are. "I won't, but you, probably will." Huangfu Shaoqing answered seriously. He didn't know where he was confident. He felt that the other party would like him, but he was not moved.