Mr. Flower

Chapter 53 Chapter 52

After sorting the garbage into the bins at the garbage station, Tong Xiang took out his mobile phone and called Erya, smiling to Erya, the proprietress of the nail salon, "What kind of customer did you do today? Done?"

"My crafting will be three hours, just kidding... Where did you see such a client?" Er Ya replied happily.

"The white Buick parked at your door, it hasn't left since morning and afternoon. It's not your guest. It's parked in front of your shop?" Tong Xiang looked at the car from the other side as he spoke. There were people inside. Yes for sure.I'm on the opposite side, I can't see clearly, Erya's side is different, it's closer.What's more, if I didn't miss it, and the people in the car came to monitor my side, then the window facing me would naturally not open, and it would be Erya's side to open it.

"You said that car, what a hell it is today, it has been parked there, and there is no place to put it when my dad comes back later, I'll go and see, what kind of fairy is it?" Erya was also given by Tong Xiang reminded.

"Don't, I'll help you look." Throwing away the trash with empty hands, Tong Xiang snapped his fingers and prepared to cross the street, "I came to your backyard from Laowu Handmade Noodles and opened the door for my brother."

"You are eating noodles at Lao Wu's house. You have already mentioned how my house eats... OK, come here." Erya agreed.

Within 2 minutes, Tong Xiang, who had circled around, stood behind the lace curtain of Erya's nail salon, eating the caramelized melon seeds Erya handed over, while watching the movement of the car.

"You say that, this kid is very suspicious..." Throwing away the melon seed husk in her hand, Erya felt the smell, and saw the kid with the peaked cap pushing open the door and dragging a long shot The camera came out, and he let out an exclamation, "The paparazzi grabbed the seat in advance? We have a celebrity on Xueyuan Road today? Why didn't I know? Let me look at the street group."

When Erya was walking through the streets, Tong Xiang watched the kid hesitate and sat on the tables and chairs outside Lao Wu's handmade noodle shop. When Lao Wu came out to order food, did he still look inside?

As for why he was looking, it was naturally to see if Boss Xiaoxiang was inside.Now that he found that there was no boss Xiaoxiang in the inner hall, he ignored the fifth child and stood up and went inside.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he ate another caramelized sunflower seed, Tong Xiang put the remaining ones into Erya's palm, "I'll help you take a look at Lao Wu's place, look at the end of the car... …Don’t ask someone to steal the car door open.”

"Go, let's go..." Erya went out with Tong Xiang, and the two parted ways.

After a few strides, he walked to the stall outside Lao Wu's handmade noodles. The boy turned his back to the street and asked Lao Wu what to say. It came in...

"Fifth brother, this is my friend, let me use your place to say a few words..." While speaking, Tong Xiang tore off the camera from the boy's hand, and slung it across his body, turning his hand like a flower. He held the boy's arm and pressed it down on his back, and put the chopsticks on his back with his hand, and whispered: "Straighten your back, don't let me stab you."

Half of the small face under the peaked cap turned pale, not only did the back straighten, but the waist also straightened.He didn't speak, and was dragged by Tong Xiang to the handmade noodle kitchen.Pass through the back kitchen, go directly to the back alley from the back door, and leave the old five's big kitchen waste bin with nothing else.When it was almost eight o'clock, the lights in the back alley were dimmed, and Tong Xiang threw him directly against the wall.

The boy was small in stature, and his head was hit with his back against the wall. At this time, Tong Xiang lifted his hat off, and Tong Xiang saw his appearance clearly.

"Who asked you to come? Why are you staring at my store? What did you take pictures of?"

The boy smiled when he saw Tong Xiang's question, and saw clearly that he was holding chopsticks, and saw the street at the end of the back alley, so he wanted to run away sullenly.Just as he took a step, Tong Xiang grabbed his collar, kicked him to the knee, and knelt down with a plop.

"Or, let's put it another way. Shoot Mr. Yang?" Just after asking, he removed the camera lens with one hand, "Don't keep talking, or I'll throw this lens into the kitchen waste bin for you..." As he spoke, he removed the camera lens He shook it in his hand.

"Don't, don't, brother, you are merciful..." This time it worked, and finally there was a response.

"Who asked you to come? Why are you staring at my store? What did you shoot? Mr. Yang?" The good-tempered Tong Xiang said again.

"Then...my side...is..." The boy stammered as he spoke.

Tong Xiang put the camera on the edge of the kitchen waste bin and tapped...there suddenly stuttered, "I'm just here to wait to see if Xiao Yang will come..."

"And then?" Satisfied with the result, Tong Xiang tapped the camera again.

"Mr. Yang is here, the mission is completed, and these are the photos..."

"Who told you to come?" Tong Xiang held him down with one hand and turned on the camera to look at it. There were pictures of himself and Mr. Yang in the picture. The more he turned back, he was the only one in the picture. "This Didn’t you still take a picture of brother? Who did you take a picture of? It’s not a good picture..."

"Brother, give me the lens..." Seeing his own lens placed on the edge of the kitchen waste bin, his heart tightened.

"Just tell me your name. What kind of lens do you want?" Tong Xiang raised his foot and lightly kicked the trash can, and the lens shook accordingly.

"How can I know who it is? I just gave the money and an address, and told Ding Ding Wang that Xiao Yang can't come here..." The young man stretched his hands towards the camera, wanting to save his heart Baby long shot.

"This one is good... What the hell are the rest of the photos... I deleted them." Tong Xiang flipped through more than a dozen photos, and finally saw the satisfactory one, "Why do you really not know who asked you to come here?" Without warning, he kicked the kitchen waste bin again while talking.

"Ahhh...it's Mr. Yang's assistant. I also heard a few bits and pieces from the boss. Brother, I just work, so I don't dare to ask more..."

"Really?" Tong Xiang said and loosened his hand, "Run away, I'll hit you on the head with this thing..." The camera in his hand was slightly lifted, and Tong Xiang reached out to take the lens off , glanced at the boy, after making sure he was not in the mood to run, put on the lens, threw the camera to him, and said, "Come and take a good picture of my brother..." After finishing speaking, he made a gesture of scissors hands, with a pleasant smile See people love.

How dare you not listen here, and quickly took a picture with your mobile phone.

Tong Xiang stretched out his head to look at this photo, and felt that it was better than those sneak shots just now across the street. He patted the young man on the shoulder and said, "Go back and bring a message, Xiao Yang always comes at night."

"Ah?!" Rescuing the treasure he was eating, the young man didn't realize it for a while. Tong Xiang had already returned to Lao Wu's handmade noodle shop through the back door.

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Standing by the door, Tong Xiang saw Yang Yiyue leaning against the desk and looking at something, and deliberately walked towards him lightly.He didn't speak, he put his arm around Yang Yiyue's waist, rubbed his chin on his shoulder, and didn't let go when his face was wet with water beads from his hair.

Yang Yiyue raised his hand to touch his face, "Do you think I'm late coming back?"

"Wouldn't it hurt me even more if you said it?" Tong Xiang took the towel from Yang Yiyue's hand, covered his head, and wiped it gently.

Closing the comic book Journey to the West in his hand, Yang Yiyue put it back on the bookshelf intact for him, and tilted his head meekly to let him wipe his hair.

Tong Xiang thought that he offended his future father before, and today he should offend Mr. Dayang, his real father, and sighed for a while, how can he do this?

Unable to hear Tong Xiang's chatter, Yang Yiyue sensed something different, raised his hand to block his hand wiping his hair, "You are so clean today... huh!"

Watching Tong Xiangxiao kiss him, Yang Yiyue didn't want to talk anymore, and greeted his kiss, raising his hand to support his shoulder.

Tong Xiang was leaning against him at first, but when he felt Yang Yiyue's welcome, he threw the towel and sat on the desk with him in his arms... Looking up at Yang Yiyue with slightly red ears, Tong Xiang became more energetic.

A long and sweet deep kiss was over, reluctantly kissing Yang Yiyue's nose and eyebrows, Tong Xiang whispered: "I have to be sensible, I am clean and you don't bother me, so I can court..."

Forget it, whether it's your own father or your future dad, if you offend him, you'll be offended, anyway, it's fine if you don't offend President Xiao Yang.

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Opening the car door to send Yang Yiyue into the car, Tong Xiang handed over the lunch bag in his hand.

"Do you want me to help you collect lunch from Mogg?" Yang Yiyue saw the pink bunny lunch box again.

"No need, this is a bribe. It's good that Assistant Mo thinks of me more in the future." Tong Xiang replied with a smile, and turned to the driver brother and said, "Brother Meng has worked hard."

The new Meng brother nodded slightly, but Yang Yiyue was surprised, when did he call him?Obviously a few days of work.Looking back at Tong Xiang, he waved his hand to say goodbye to him.

Holding the bento box in his arms, Yang Yiyue resisted the urge to wave and laugh at others like him.

Halfway through the journey, I received a message from Mogg, saying that I can chat with Aunt Deng for this afternoon tea to satisfy your curiosity.Yang Yiyue replied with a picture of lunch.

Mogg sent over with an exaggerated sad expression, with a postscript: The sixth day without Brother Xiaoxiang... Miss him.

"Don't think about it." After sending the three words, I felt a little regretful, and I felt even more ashamed to withdraw them.During the little time Yang Yiyue hesitated, Moge, that heartless man, had already filled up the ridicule, "Go tell your mother that I, only, want, him!!"

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The boxes full of carnations and roses have not been opened yet, Mother's Day and 520 are just around the corner, and the work of Tong Xiang's flower shop has doubled.

In the video, Sister Ruyi looks good, sitting on the small balcony at the end of the ward basking in the sun, next to a few patient aunts, and Xie Tingting, who is fishing with them.Seeing that Tong Xiang finally borrowed the video call, Xie Tingting smiled and said, "Boss Xiaoxiang, is there any discount for the 520 pre-sale?"

"Sister Tingting, just let me know how much you want, where and when you want, and don't talk about money." Tong Xiang knew that Sister Ruyi was concerned about this business, so he quickly turned the camera to the work in hand, "Sister, just watch At a glance, which box and which flower, just choose it.”

After saying this, I really saw that Ruyi was satisfied, and this full round of business should be done well for Ruyi.

Boss Xiaoxiang's straightforward speech made the people on the opposite side laugh, and he said a few more homely words. Just when Tong Xiang thought it was about to end, Miss Ruyi suddenly pulled the patient's aunt next to her, and Xie Tingting quickly pointed the camera at her aunt when she saw it. Go, with an uncontrollable smile on his face, but when he saw the auntie took out her mobile phone, she clicked on the girl's photo and said without a pause, "What do you think of this girl?"

Tong Xiang immediately said: "Mom, what, what's the matter, you don't move no matter how much you spend on the other end? What are you talking about, can't you hear? What's the broken signal, I'll call you after I hang up."

Where can we call again, we have to arrange the time and place.Sometimes Tong Xiang felt that he was still not doing enough, and that Sister Ruyi really wanted to be a mother-in-law, so he was not enough.

Picking up a rose, trimmed the branches and leaves, removed the plastic mesh protective film on the head, and carefully put it in the flower bucket. Looking at the bright red rose, Tong Xiang thought that his flower art level should have improved, and it would be better if 520 arrived... His eyes fell on the wrapping paper shelf, and the urge to show off his skills became more and more clear.

A black Mercedes-Benz came out of the corner of the eye. Tong Xiang raised his eyes and looked over. The license plate number was so exaggerated that only nine could be seen. Just parked, please. Get down from the front door and open the door in the back row. No need to guess.