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Gu Lan said to Song Chujiu: "Boss, Mr. Bai has been coming here every day to buy flowers during your absence. Mr. Bai's girlfriend doesn't seem to be interested in the flowers we recommended. Boss, please help recommend some."
She bought different flowers every day. It was probably the flowers she recommended, but none of them were to her liking. Gu Lan felt a little sorry.
Song Chujiu nodded.
She hasn¡¯t seen Bai Ziyi for a while.
Song Chujiu glanced at Bai Ziyi's casual dress at the moment and guessed that he wouldn't go to the company for a while.
Song Chujiu said: "Miss Lu was not satisfied with the roses and roses last time?"
Bai Ziyi glanced at her, "She likes Qiangwei."
Song Chujiu smiled and said, "Since you like roses, why do you need to send her other flowers?"
"Who said I wanted to send her away?"
Song Chujiu was stunned, "Are you going to give it to someone else?"
Bai Ziyi asked back: "If you come to buy flowers, do you have to give them away?"
"That's not true"
It¡¯s just that he now has a girlfriend, which will give people a preconceived idea.
Since you are not buying flowers for Lu Zhiwei, then you are buying flowers for yourself.
It¡¯s not a strange thing to buy flowers for yourself, but when it comes to Bai Ziyi, it still inevitably makes people feel a bit unharmonious.
It¡¯s not that he was disharmonious with the flowers, but that he, who is used to being undisciplined, didn¡¯t look like the kind of person who would place flowers at home to add style.
Although thinking so in his heart, Song Chujiu still introduced the flowers in the shop to Bai Ziyi.
Her store is not big, but there are hundreds of varieties of flowers. Each variety of flowers has a certain quantity, and they will be gone when they are sold out.
"What type of flowers do you like?"
Bai Ziyi's voice was low and slow, "I don't know."
"What about the color?"
"It's up to you."
¡°Where¡¯s the aroma?¡±
¡°I don¡¯t think there¡¯s any big difference.¡±
Song Chujiu: ""
"Straight man, no doubt."
I guess Bai Ziyi just bought flowers on a whim and took them home as decoration.
Song Chujiu didn¡¯t ask any more questions, and he couldn¡¯t find anything else.
Her eyes passed over the flowers displayed in the store one by one.
With a personality like Bai Ziyi¡¯s, he wouldn¡¯t care about the flowers after buying them and putting them in the vase, let alone taking care of them.
Roses and lilies, which require careful care, are not suitable for Bai Ziyi.
Bai Ziyi has a lazy personality. Now he has time to buy flowers. If he doesn¡¯t have time, he probably won¡¯t go out specially. It¡¯s suitable for keeping flowers that are a little longer.
Song Chujiu imagined the room of a straight man like Bai Ziyi, with blooming flowers placed unexpectedly, which would not look very coordinated.
Finally, her eyes fell on the pink sky stars not far away.
The flowers of gypsophila are very small, but they are very cute and refreshing when bunched together.
"Is that okay?"
Bai Ziyi followed her gaze, his handsome and heroic eyebrows slightly raised.
He said disgustedly: "Don't you little girls like this type of flower?"
"How can flowers be divided into boys and girls?" Song Chujiu told him the reason why he chose this kind of flower, and said: "Don't underestimate the gypsophila. Many flowers are decorated with gypsophila. The sky is full of stars." The star is one of the most indispensable flowers in the art of flower arranging.¡±
Bai Ziyi has never studied this kind of thing, "Since you think it's good, let's do this."
"Do you want me to wrap it up for you?"
Bai Ziyi's eyes fell on the vase with flowers, "I won't pack it anymore, just take the vase away with me, so that I don't have to look for the vase when I go back." (Remember this site's website address: www.hlnovel.com