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Chapter 10 The smell of peony flowers

In front of the Yue Lao Temple.

Many men and women come in and out.

Some are paired up, some are joining with good friends to seek marriage or simply join in the fun.

Because of the dinner yesterday, Qiao Yang told them about Sister Liu in order to "atone for his sins".

As a result, these three guys said they didn't believe it, and took him to the Yue Lao Temple early this morning.

Qiao Yang really couldn't get interested in the matter of love and love. The three of them had already entered like a chicken blood, and he was still wandering outside.

"Little brother, I'll give you this flower." A sweet-looking little girl seemed to have been paying attention to Qiao Yang for a long time.

I saw that there were no other girls beside him, and a flower basket full of peonies appeared behind him.

There is also a bright peony in his hand.

"Give it to me?" Qiao Yang subconsciously took the flower, and was a little confused about what she meant.

"Sorry, wait a moment."

The smart watch rang, and Qiao Yang looked down to see what the news was.

"Give the flowers in your hand to the girl in front of you, then buy all her flowers, tell her, 'You are more beautiful than flowers', and get the letter of love holy."

Let me tell you.

Qiao Yang glanced at him and directly sent the message over.

I looked at the expectant look of the girl behind me, and then at the peony flowers on my hands.

Qiao Yang reached out and picked a petal and stuffed it into his mouth. Under the girl's surprised expression, he chewed it and swallowed it.

"Your flowers are good, I'm just a little hungry, thank you."

After saying that, Qiao Yang took the flowers and walked into Yue Lao Temple.

The girl behind her muttered angrily after realizing that she had been rejected.

"Who is a person who doesn't understand the mood at all. The cow chews the peony, hum!"

Qiao Yang did not go far, and he did not take his heart when he heard the girl's words.

I even picked another peony petal and stuffed it into my mouth.

There is a very strong floral fragrance, but it has a little bitterness.

Just chew the petals when you are bored.

"Student, are you really going to buy flowers?"

"As long as you tell me your contact information, I will cover all your flowers."

"Yes, let's tell us that we will pack up when you come to sell flowers in the future."

“All included?”

"Yes, just give me your contact information and I will cover it all."

"But it costs 5,000 yuan, it's useless for you to spend so much."

As soon as he entered the open space outside the main hall of Yue Lao Temple, Qiao Yang had not found Jiang Fan and the others, and first saw a group of boys surrounding a girl selling flowers.

I felt that the girl's voice sounded a little familiar, so Qiao Yang walked over.

"You only have a dozen flowers to die here, but you need five thousand, why don't you grab the money?"

"Students, we really want to make friends, so we don't have to take the opportunity to slaughter us."

"But you said you want to cover everything, and the price is this."

“…”

“…”

"Forget it, let's go, don't be fooled like a fool."

After one of the people in the crowd persuaded him, the boys dispersed.

After the person left, Yang Xiaoyu stood there and breathed a sigh of relief.

She really didn't know what to do just now, and Zhao Xiaohong was not there, so she went to pick up the second batch of flowers.

There are now 500 peony flowers, but she has only sold less than ten of them now.

"You might as well sell some food when you come here to sell flowers."

"It's not that I want to sell it, it's my friend."

Yang Xiaoyu looked down at her feet. Before she could look up, she heard someone talking to her and complained subconsciously.

Wait and raise your head.

In the bright morning light, Qiao Yang was wearing a black pants and a white shirt, a brown scarf around his neck, and a peony flower in his hand, standing in front of her.

Not far away is the main hall of Yue Lao Temple. Yue Lao and the boy beside him are looking at them, as if watching and blessing them.

time.

Place.

figure.

Everything is like a dream.

"Hey, I'm coming back to my senses, why are you stunned?" Qiao Yang reached out and shook his hand in front of Yang Xiaoyu.

Why did this sister suddenly get distracted? It’s because she didn’t sleep well last night?

"Ah? I'm fine, I'm not thinking about something strange."

“…”

I almost forgot whether my sister is in love or is better to protect her from a distance.

"It's okay, I'll leave first, my roommate is waiting for me."

As soon as Qiao Yang finished speaking, his smart watch rang again.

"Solve your fiancée's troubles, buy all their flowers, and get time stagnation (one hour)"

I came again, and there were two tasks in a row within five minutes.

Xiaoyu just said how much it costs to spend all the money.

5,000 yuan?

It's equivalent to his living expenses for half a semester.

Qiao Yang saw the next second after the smart watch display task, he decided to ignore the task.

First, the flowers are not sold by Xiaoyu, they are just helping friends, and this matter has nothing to do with him.

Second, 5,000 yuan is not a small amount, and Xiaoyu's friends cannot treat him as an indirect cash machine.

So even if Qiao Yang can afford it, he doesn't plan to do this task.

"Joe..."

Yang Xiaoyu stood behind Qiao Yang and wanted to say something, such as if she didn't want to sell flowers, could she go to Yue Lao Temple with her, etc.

But she had already agreed to Zhao Xiaohong that she could not keep her word, and Qiao Yang said that she came with her roommate and would not leave her roommate to accompany her.

Qiao Yang deliberately pretended not to hear Yang Xiaoyu calling him.

Yang Xiaoyu didn't have the courage or confidence to keep him, so she could only stay where she was depressed.

...

More than an hour later.

There is still an hour before noon.

Sister Liu, who Qiao Yang met on the train, did not appear, and the three animals in the dormitory were still unwilling to leave.

The three of them squatted in Yue Lao Temple, saying that they were waiting for their beautiful encounter.

For example, if a beauty accidentally tripped on the steps, they stood up and helped her, and asked for a contact information.

In Qiao Yang's eyes, the encounter they wanted was so greasy.

Those who can come to Yue Lao Temple either bring their boyfriends or come with their friends. It is strangers' turn to show their attentiveness.

Soon, the three of them realized this and turned their attention to the men and women who came to burn incense.

"You guys tell me how did that guy get such a beautiful girlfriend?"

"What else can you do? Money, face, and routine are the three major weapons of men."

"After you say that, the three of us are not destined to be a bachelor."

"Not necessarily. I feel that the ordinary couple over there are so many flavors. The feeling of supporting each other is so sweet even if they don't have the appearance."

"That kind of relationship is hard to come by. If I had childhood sweethearts, I might be able to become their kind."

"Stop talking, I have childhood sweethearts. They have long had boyfriends, and I have nothing to do with me."

"Quan (fuck), don't destroy my beautiful fantasy."

I don’t know if I was fed by dog ​​food, but the three of them were almost noon, and they didn’t move anywhere, and they didn’t say they were hungry.

Qiao Yang stood beside them and watched Yang Xiaoyu and another girl sell their peonies everywhere in the open space in Yue Lao Temple.

"You guys stay here, I'll go to the toilet."

"Go"

"Go."

After saying hello to his roommates, Qiao Yang walked outside the main hall of Yue Lao Temple and walked towards Yang Xiaoyu.

He really couldn't stand it anymore.
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