Chapter 94 Be serious, we're kissing.

Xu Si'an stretched out his long arm and pressed the button for the driver's side window. Qiao Xu was seriously picking out flowers.

His gaze swept over the beat-up little car that he could stretch his arm out to reach.

If we keep doing this, won't it fall apart?

But...

Xu Si'an touched his neck and looked down at the sleeping Xu Xiao'er with disdain.

"Brother, can't you stand up for yourself?"

"You're just embarrassing your brother."

The interior of the Wuling Mini is very narrow. Even with the seat pushed all the way back, Xu Si'an still had to bend his legs.

Even though the space is small, it has its advantages.

If we hugged, kissed, and did it, it would be just right.

There is nowhere to escape.

Unbeknownst to them, Qiao Xu's Wuling Mini was forcibly reserved by Xu Si'an and Xu Xiao'er.

When Qiao Xu came out of the flower shop, she was carrying two bouquets of white flowers.

She walked around the back of the car to the passenger seat. Xu Si'an raised an eyebrow and smiled roguishly, sticking his head out of the car window: "Wife, you didn't buy me a bouquet of chrysanthemums too, did you?"

Qiao Xu slipped the jasmine in her hand through the car window and gave it to him.

I opened the back seat, put the white chrysanthemums inside, and then got into the car.

Qiao Xu looked at the man who looked like he was about to cry and couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong? This expression is exactly the same as when I dumped you five years ago."

"no the same!!!"

"You still dare to say that? You owe me, don't you?"

The fire suddenly flared up, startling Qiao Xu, who glared back with her beautiful eyes.

"What are you yelling about? We know you're a Leo, okay?"

Xu Si'an gave the jasmine in his hand a disdainful look: "Wife, why not roses, lisianthus, or tulips...?"

Qiao Xu chuckled: "You seem to know quite a lot, have you bought from me many times?"

"Nonsense, I've only ever bought violets."

However, this is the first bouquet of flowers my wife has ever bought for me.

Qiao Xu looked straight ahead and said, "Look at your phone yourself. No wonder He Yanxun called you an idiot."

What is that?

"He called me stupid?"

"He's not stupid? He drank himself into obscurity and got taken advantage of. Am I stupid?"

"It's fortunate that he was suppressed by Si Shen. If it were anyone else, he would have either hanged himself or killed himself on the spot."

Qiao Xu: ...This thought process.

She finally understood that these two were born to be childhood friends.

Xu Si'an said he was disgusted, but he couldn't bear to let go of the flowers he was holding in his arms.

"I send you jasmine, hoping you will never leave!"

"I give you jasmine, may we never be apart!"

Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a while, Qiao Xu, who was driving attentively, explained, "It's not only roses that express love."

"Xu Si'an, do you still remember the story of the violet that I told you?"

"Yes, you said that violets are flowers watered by the tears of the goddess Venus, signifying eternal beauty and endless love."

The car stopped at the traffic light, and the passenger in the front seat had unbuckled their seatbelt at some point.

By the time she realized what was happening, his passionate kiss had already landed on her.

Qiao Xu tilted her head to look at the traffic light, but he pulled her back: "Be serious, we're kissing."

The cars behind were honking their horns until they were practically smoking before the Wuling Mini finally started moving slowly.

Qiao Xu wiped her lips, speechless: "How shameless of you! The cars behind you have to wait for the traffic light again."

This person is extremely cunning.

She crossed the road following the traffic light, but the car behind her immediately switched off at a red light.

That's really despicable!

Xu Si'an flicked the jasmine flowers in his arms: "If he's so capable, let him overtake. If he's not, he can only squat in the car and curse a couple of times."

Qiao Xu couldn't stand it anymore: "Shut up!"

The car stopped near the location Xu Si'an had given it, and Qiao Xu got out of the car with the flowers in her hand.

"Do you want to buy something?"

Xu Si'an took her hand and walked into the cemetery: "Didn't you buy it?"

"Keep the money for me to buy new N pants."

Qiao Xu: ...

If his father were still alive, he'd probably be so angry with him that he'd put the coffin lid on himself.

This cemetery is the largest in Los Angeles.

Xu Si arranged Xu's father's funeral, but the burial plot was a place that Xu Zhixin had instructed Xu Si'an to buy before he died.

He used to not understand why Xu's father insisted on choosing this remote corner.

There are many good locations.

Now I finally understand why he spent so much money to buy such a remote and inaccessible place.

Xu Si'an led Qiao Xu to Xu Zhixin and stopped.

My eyes swept over the photo on the tombstone next door.

Qiao Xu followed his gaze and asked, "What's wrong? What are you looking at?"

Xu Si'an squatted down: "Old man, tell me, you have no genes, but you just inherited stupidity."

"I've dealt with that woman. Are you happy now?"

"If you're unhappy, just keep it to yourself. You can't do anything to me while you're alive, and you're even less likely to do anything if you're dead."

When Qiao Xu was about to place the flowers on Xu's father's tombstone, Xu Si'an grabbed her hand and said, "Qiao Qiao, put them next door."

Xu Si'an knelt on one knee in front of the tombstone and wiped the dust off the photo with his finger.

"See this? This is my wife. My taste is way better than yours."

"Old man, I'll bring you here to see me after I get married and have children."

"What do you think about having a daughter?"

Qiao Xu couldn't listen to his nonsense anymore, so she walked over and put Bai Ju down.

Upon seeing the woman's face in the photo, Qiao Xu froze, covering her mouth in disbelief.

this……

This person's facial features.

She and Xu Si'an—no, Xu Si'an's features look just like hers.

Zhang Yunqing.

Xu Si'an called out to Qiao Xu twice, and seeing her standing there blankly, he got up and walked over.

"What's wrong? Why are you spacing out?"

"No, Ah Si, do you know her?"

Xu Si'an's gaze fell on the small print next to the woman's name.

His eyes darkened as he thought to himself, "Is my sister also named An'an?"

At that moment, all his questions were answered.

Slowly squatting down, Xu Si'an continued to wipe the dust off the photo with his fingertips. When his fingertips stopped at the two golden characters "An'an," he closed his eyes.

When Fang Yiqiu first mentioned his mother, he didn't show much emotion.

But it hurt when she said that she could have had a younger sister.

He might even inexplicably picture a little figure calling him "brother" and acting cute towards him.

The only person in the world whose blood is a perfect match for him.

"Qiaoqiao, she should be my sister."

Qiao Xu paused for a moment, then squatted down beside her: "Then I think your little sister must be especially cute, and looks a lot like you."

The man's breathing was rapid, and the hatred in his eyes could no longer be concealed.

Fang Yiqiu!

Death is too good for her.

As Xu Si'an stood up, he casually helped Qiao Xu up as well: "Let's go."

Qiao Xu glanced back at the woman in the photo and the two words "An An" next to it: "Next time we come, let's bring a Barbie doll that a little girl likes. I had one when I was little."

Xu Si'an gave a soft "hmm," and the two left the cemetery.

In the car, Xu Si'an made a phone call, making no attempt to avoid Qiao Xu.

"Let her try that medicine too, and see what it tastes like."

He was silent for a moment, then sneered, "Oh, a car accident... make the arrangements."