Chapter 57 The real flirting technique

Ok?

If you say this, I won't be sleepy.

On the other side of the phone, Li Jie, who was a little sleepy, suddenly woke up and said with gossip, "Are you going to surprise your girlfriend?"

"Yes!"

Fang Yi admitted generously.

Wow!

So romantic.

Li Jie liked this tune and couldn't help but sigh: "Man Tianxing, your girlfriend is very tasteful!"

"Okay!"

Fang Yi said modestly, and then asked, "Editor Li, can you talk about the flower shop first?"

Mainly because it is getting late now, he is afraid that it will drag on and the flower shops will be closed.

If you can't buy flowers, your plan can't be said to fail, but it's definitely not as perfect as before.

Li Jie wanted to gossip more, but she seemed a little anxious when she saw him, so she could only suppress the gossip and replied, "I recommend two places for you, one is the flower life of the Xiangtian family, this one is more affordable, It is mainly aimed at college students, so the style of flower arrangement is biased towards the campus innocence."

"The other is Brutalism. Their main line is exquisite, and the audience is urban white-collar workers, so their style is more mature and unrestrained."

"I don't recommend other flower shops. You can choose these two according to your girlfriend's situation."

Gee!

As expected of the queen of petty bourgeoisie, she didn't ask the right person.

Fang Yi thanked: "Editor Li, thank you!"

"It's okay, I'll send you the addresses of these two families in a message."

"OK!"

Hanging up the phone, Fang Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

When Li Jie's message came, he just found his car in the parking lot.

Opening the car door and sitting in, Fang Yi thought for a while, and finally chose the floral life of the Xiangtian family.

Obviously, the style of this store is more suitable for Han Ning.

If it was for a young and mature beauty like Zhang Ya, Fang Yi would choose the Fauvism without hesitation.

etc?

Why do I think of Zhang Ya?

...

After making the decision, Fang Yi started the car and drove towards Daxue Road.

The flower life of the Xiangtian family is located on University Road, with Fudan University on the left and Moducai University on the right. The main source of business is the students of these two universities.

By the time Fang Yi arrived here in a Santana 2000, the streets were already deserted.

Parking the car on the side of the road, Fang Yi quickly walked into the store.

In the store, two girls in work clothes were moving in the flowers outside and arranging them, and it seemed that they were about to close the door.

Seeing that people came to buy flowers so late, the two were a little surprised, but they still asked, "Hello, do you need anything?"

Fang Yi first looked around, then asked, "Do you have a flower arrangement full of gypsophila?"

"The sky is full of stars!"

One of the short-haired girls said, "The flowers are gone. If you order now, you can get them tomorrow. But there are still a few dried flower arrangements."

Hearing this, Fang Yi nodded and said, "Okay, then dry the flowers, take me to see them!"

Gypsophila is different from other flowers, fresh flowers look good, but dried flowers look better.

Especially when made into flower arrangements, dried flowers are beautiful and keep for a long time.

"Here!"

After the short-haired girl finished speaking, she led him into the store, pointed to the glass showcases on the wall and said, "This place is full of gypsophila flower arrangements, you can choose slowly."

Only children make choices, and of course adults want them all!

If it is a rose, he will definitely say to help me wrap it all up.

But in the face of gypsophila flower arrangements, it would be too vulgar to say so.

Gypsophila is a flower, if you take out a small one to look at it, it is actually not very good.

But together, it gives a small fresh and pure beauty.

I have to say that this flower shop's flower arranging skills are indeed very good. Different colors of gypsophila are matched with different flowers, and the effects are quite different.

He thinks that everything looks good, and it's a bit dazzling.

In the end, Fang Yi chose a flower arrangement.

This flower arrangement does not use other flowers, only blue and white gypsophila, but even so, the combination of two tones of gypsophila, combined with the occasional emerald green stems and leaves, gives people a starry sky of freshness.

In the words of young women of literature and art, it is: with a little romance.

Fang Yi pointed at the flower arrangement and said, "That's it, wrap it up for me!"

"OK!"

The short-haired girl neatly wrapped the flower arrangement and handed it to him: "Sir, a total of 238 yuan!"

Gee!

This is the price that Li Jie said is more affordable?

It's almost catching up with a worker's salary for more than ten days.

After paying, Fang Yi returned to the car with the flower arrangement. He took out his phone and checked the time, and found that it was past ten o'clock. He started the car and stepped on the accelerator.

Everything is ready, it's time to show the real flirting skills.

...

...

Sioux City, a suburban town.

At night, a little drizzle fell on the window.

Gradually, the drizzle began to become denser, and the small sound of rain also joined together, turning into a rapid torrential rain, crackling against the glass.

Han Ning was covered with a thin blanket, her long eyelashes trembled slightly with her breathing, and she slept extraordinarily sweetly.

"Jingle bell~"

Suddenly, the pink Motorola on the cabinet next to it lit up for a while, followed by a pleasant phone ringing.

It's just that the bell is hidden in the sound of the rainstorm crackling outside the window, making it difficult for people to notice.

However, the ringing of the phone in the phone is persevering.

Once, twice, three times... When it sounded the fifth time, Han Ning finally woke up.

"Who?"

She opened her sleepy eyes, her tone was a little dissatisfied because of getting up.

Sitting up slowly, she turned on the dim light and picked up the phone on the bedside table beside her.

Glancing at the time, I realized that it was almost one o'clock in the morning.

Looking at the caller ID again, most of Han Ning's drowsiness disappeared.

Fang Yi?

How could he call himself so late?

Out of curiosity, she picked up the phone and connected the call.

"Crash~"

As soon as the call was connected, Han Ning heard the sound of heavy rain coming from the opposite side of the phone. At this time, she was still not fully awake, and she asked stupidly, "Fang Yi, is it raining heavily in Jiang Zhen too?"

"Yeah, it's huge!"

"Oh oh!"

Han Ning nodded dazedly, then asked curiously, "By the way, why did you call me so late?"

"I want to remind you, remember to close the windows when you go to bed at night, or if it rains, all the rain will fall into the bedroom."

Ok?

Han Ning was stunned for a moment, then turned her head subconsciously to look at the bedroom window.

She was surprised to find that the window of her bedroom was really not closed, and the rainstorm continued to fall into the room along the gap.

A small pool of rainwater has accumulated on the wooden floor. *

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