Commercial street, Xinghuayu flower shop.
It was almost noon.
All the bouquets ordered from the flower shop were delivered to the designated address nearby.
Huang Feirong, who had some free time, was forced by Chen Qimeng to practice questions.
These days.
Chen Qimeng did not fail in her duties at all and fully played the role of "head of the family".
While relearning himself, he also pointed out problems for Huang Feirong.
From time to time, I would send WeChat messages to Sister Hong to chat about Rongrong's study status that day.
After only working on the questions for a few dozen minutes, Huang Feirong couldn't sit still anymore and started missing the computer in the flower shop.
The method adopted by Chen Qimeng is no different from that of most parents.
After reading and doing exercises for a certain period of time, Rongrong will be rewarded with some computer time.
In order to successfully pass the time of doing the questions, Huang Feirong also tried all kinds of methods...
"Sister Qimeng, you brought a bag with you today. Did you put wet wipes in it?"
Huang Feirong asked casually while twirling the pen.
Chen Qimeng, who was reading the questions carefully, was distracted immediately.
She thought about it for a moment and said:
"Wet wipes? I do have tissues in my bag."
"I rarely bring wet wipes when I go out."
Huang Feirong put the pen on the table and said with the manner of an old lady at the entrance of the village gossiping:
"Sister Qimeng, think about it, if you go out in such hot weather, you will definitely sweat!"
"If you don't sweat, then... can others not sweat?"
"It's true that paper towels can wipe sweat, but they will make your body sticky and uncomfortable."
"It's rare for us to go out together, don't you think about others?"
Huang Feirong didn't know who the "others" she was referring to were.
She just guessed that Chen Qimeng definitely did not go out alone.
Even though she tried to deny it, the facts were all on her face.
With Chen Qimeng's little brain, there's no way she could be the king of dirty jokes.
I was fooled by the king of dirty jokes.
Chen Qimeng suddenly felt that... there was some truth in it!
Huang Feirong seized the opportunity and stood up and said:
"Sister Qimeng, wait a minute. I have wet wipes in my bag. I'll get you a pack."
Chen Qimeng reacted and said quickly:
"Rongrong, no need."
"I'll just buy a pack when I go out later."
Huang Feirong is so lively.
When Chen Qimeng came to her senses, the wet wipes were already in her hands.
"Oh, it's not something valuable, don't be so polite to me."
Chen Qimeng took it in her hand, feeling warm inside:
"Thank you, Rongrong. I'll be welcome then."
Follow closely.
Chen Qimeng quickly walked to the cashier counter and put the wet wipes into her handbag.
Huang Feirong's words followed:
"By the way, Sister Qimeng."
"Do you bring mosquito repellent with you when you go out?"
Chen Qimeng's expression froze, and she asked blankly:
"Do you still need to bring floral water?"
Huang Feirong looked as if something serious had happened, and walked over and said:
"Why not? There are so many mosquitoes outside!"
"Look at your elbow. Wasn't it bitten when you were giving me flowers just now?"
"Six God has a strong smell, it will cover up your body fragrance."
"The smell is small when mosquitoes don't bite, and you can hardly smell it if you spray a little."
Chen Qimeng's cheeks suddenly turned red, and she said anxiously:
"Rongrong, stop making fun of me. I don't have any...body fragrance."
Huang Feirong leaned close to Chen Qimeng's shoulder and gave her a professional lung massage.
With an expression of enjoyment, he exclaimed:
"Of course not, you just can't smell it!"
"It smells so good~"
"If I were a man, I would be instantly intoxicated."
"Your charm cannot be ruined by the floral water. Absolutely not!"
Chen Qimeng's heart was rippled by what she said.
Could it be that...she really has it?
at the same time.
Chen Qimeng didn't realize it either.
Huang Feirong's speech has shifted from "others" to "you guys", and then from "you guys" to "men".
She was almost certain.
Sister Qi Meng asked her to leave work early today, most likely because there was a big business worth hundreds of millions to discuss!
"I have a small bottle of mosquito repellent in my bag. It's very portable."
“Because I’m very ticklish, I bought a lot of small bottles that are suitable for carrying.”
"Sister Qimeng, just wait!"
Chen Qimeng: "Hey, Rongrong, how about I..."
Again, Huang Feirong was unable to react in time and had already rushed out.
Less than half a minute later, he came trotting over with a small bottle of mosquito repellent.
Huang Feirong: "I've already told you, don't be polite with me, who are we?"
Chen Qimeng smiled and nodded: "Thank you, I'll borrow it for a while."
I just put the mosquito bites into my bag and the topic came up again...
"Sister Qimeng, your bag seems very light, did you not bring a power bank with you?"
Huang Feirong asked speculatively.
Chen Qimeng was stumped again and asked back:
"Power bank... not really necessary, right?"
"A fully charged mobile phone can be used for a long time."
Huang Feirong shook her index finger and said seriously:
"A few hours is indeed no problem, but what if I'm out for longer?"
"It's so scary to have your phone run out of battery when you're out and about now!"
"What if there is no charger or cable? Where will you charge?"
"It's not the time to just take out the battery and replace it..."
"Besides, you can guarantee that your phone has battery, but what about others?"
Speaking of this.
Huang Feirong deliberately observed the changes in Chen Qimeng's expression.
It has been implied so obviously.
No matter how clear-headed and slow-witted Sister Qi Meng is, she should be able to hear some hidden meaning, right?
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