Chapter 1739 (2/2)

”Um ~”

grandma Zhang looked away with a smile and looked at Si Chen, who was playing with Xiaoya not far away.

”Many people come to buy red roses to give their girlfriends, but few come to buy blue enchantress. Young people always say it's easy to love you, but it's hard to live a lifetime. ”

Vincent is slightly stunned. The words of red rose are that I love you, while the flower language of blue enchantress is to spend a lifetime together.

Not far away, sichen is bending over to make a wreath for Xiaoya. She is standing in the middle of the flower field, in a large red rose, alone stunning.

Different from the passion and romance of Spain, she is a kind of gentleness that Vincent has never experienced before, which makes him suddenly think of that year...

Vincent was so hot that he walked towards sichen with hot tea he had not drunk.

”Do you want to try the scented tea made by granny Zhang?”

Si Chen turns back, on the man's eyes, suddenly bright smile.

At that moment, Vincent's pupil suddenly enlarged, and his eyes only reflected the amazing appearance of a woman. His frozen heart seemed to have something suddenly burst out of the ground. He even didn't notice that sichen stood on tiptoe and put a flower ring of Campanula on his head.

”It seems that it's quite suitable for you to be a flower fairy, isn't it? Xiaoya ~”

sichen made a joke of it, and gave Xiaoya a slap with the expression of ”mischievous success”.

It turned out that the smile was a confused prank, which he didn't see.

It was only then that Vincent realized it, but it didn't matter.

”If you like it.”

He looked at Si Chen tenderly, and he was a little frustrated. This is not an ideal prank effect.

Sichen is short of interest, and turns to see some new varieties of roses. She and a CI make an appointment to arrange flowers together. Until the sun goes up, the two return to the courtyard. After lunch, the men went out on horseback riding, and she arranged flowers and cooked tea at the bar with them.

But this gossip topic unconsciously chatted to her body.

”Morning, is it you who play charades? Don't you and Vincent have anything to explain? ”