Chapter 637 (2/2)

The end of He Feng jumped suddenly, which was described by one word: his heart was pounding.

His heart jumped several times, but he Feng didn't have any waves in his heart. He also knew that there were a lot of women, so he couldn't do it again.

That's not fun.

So he also pressed down his inner impulse.

My heart is scaring and intimidating myself. Don't look at the back. Maybe once I show my face, it's a dinosaur or grandma Qiao, so he Feng forced his heart not to jump so much.

It's hard to judge what this man looks like by looking at his back these days.

Because sometimes the back is a goddess, but the front face is a dinosaur.

I have to be careful.

He Feng walked in slowly. As soon as he entered, he only felt that his nostrils were filled with flower fragrance, as if he were in a sea of flowers. All around him were blooming flowers. Pollen was spreading in the air, and the fragrance also spread to He Feng's smell when molecules moved.

He Feng couldn't help but close his eyes and took a hard breath.

Well, it smells good.

It is not too strong fragrance, and the fragrance of flowers is elegant and indifferent. Where it is inferior to inferior perfume, the smell is pungent and disgusting.

After he Feng went in, because his steps became very light after his wish, his sister obviously didn't notice his steps and was still there to pack up this thing.

Put flowers on the flower rack.

So that he Feng didn't notice when he Feng came in.

Seeing that others didn't pay attention to him, or didn't find himself, he Feng smiled awkwardly, and then stretched out his hand and said, ”Hi!”

”Hello, welcome!” the girl quickly turned her head, then bowed to He Feng and said. He Feng secretly glanced at her appearance at this moment. Well, it's good.

Not dinosaurs.

Although there are a few freckles on her face, she is very light, but she is also a beautiful girl.

But then something embarrassing happened. The girl spoke French and he Feng only knew English. He could enjoy elite education without the family affairs of Liu Qingyan and Xing Yuanyuan.

So I really don't know this thing.

So that there are some problems in communication now.

Is it difficult to rely on gestures?

He Feng told himself in his heart, but it seems that he can't do it. He can't sign language himself.

A bitter smile appeared on his face. Seeing he Feng's appearance, the blonde suddenly realized that she looked at He Feng carefully.

On the contrary, he Feng was found to be a handsome Oriental man. Under the soft edges and corners on his face, he Feng set off a white, quiet, but not masculine, handsome face.

At this time, the blonde suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a sports car parked outside her flower shop. She looked at the blue sign. The blonde, who looked eighteen or nine years old, didn't look calm.

My heart trembled wildly.

That's a trass sports car.

The price was at least hundreds of thousands of francs. He Feng's impression score increased a lot. At this time, the sister suddenly realized that she didn't seem to ask others what they were going to do.

Thinking that he Feng had just spoken English instead of French, she suddenly realized that he Feng didn't understand French.

Shania, a blonde, couldn't help feeling a little happy. She felt she had foresight, because she had learned English from the middle-aged John Bull football coach named Tony in her neighbor's house when she was seven or eight years old.