"Don't you think flowers have souls?" Xia Xinfei felt that what they gave them was a pure yearning.

"I am worthy of being a writer, I love fantasy." He glanced at her with a joking look, looking for a suitable parking spot.

"Who said it was a fantasy? As long as you experience it carefully, you can feel it." Xia Xinfei closed her eyes lightly, looking very intoxicated.

Xia Zheting glanced at her and said nothing. He parked the car into the not-so-wide parking space with smooth movements.

The two of them walked on the road with their hands tightly closed, and the crowds passing by all cast envious eyes at them, and it turned out that they were treated as lovers.

Today, Xia Xinfei chose some purple roses. The flower language is the love of cherishing, representing dreams and melancholy.

"The beauty is so beautiful. The purple rose has just arrived and is extremely fresh." The owner is a girl about the same age as Xia Xinfei. She dresses very fresh and pleasantly. Under the influence of flowers, she has a good temperament.

"Is that true?" Xia Xinfei smiled indifferently, with a delicate rosy luster on her face.

"Would you like to have a few more lilies, fresh?" The girl picked up the lilies beside her and recommended them to her.

"No need, this is good." She likes a single variety, which smells purer.

"Okay, I'll pack it for you." The other party took the rose from her hand and started to operate it skillfully. Just look at it and knew that she had been in this industry for a long time.

"Thank you!" Xia Xinfei turned her eyes and looked aside, her lips curled slightly, maintaining her best smile, and having a deep attachment to the flowers.

When they left the flower shop, the owner blessed them, and sure enough, they treated them as a couple.

"In the future, when you come to such a place, let the boss accompany you!" Xia Zheting didn't understand. He and Xia Xinfei had some similarities, so how could he be regarded as a couple?

"Why!" Xia Xinfei didn't care, and her whole body and mind were placed on the flowers in her hands.

"Because I don't want to be beaten to death by the boss." Xia Zheting couldn't be clear about how strong Mu Zixuan's jealous smell was.

"How could it be so exaggerated?" Xia Xinfei, holding the flower, looked happy. Those who don't know would really think it was given by the handsome guy around her, so they would naturally misunderstand that they were a pair.

"Don't you understand what kind of virtue your husband is?" Xia Zheting opened a little gap aside in disgust, feeling that it is necessary to keep a certain distance from her. Who knows if that guy is jealous and will refuse to recognize his relatives!

"Are you talking bad about him?" Xia Xinfei turned her head and looked at her. Her husband was not as bad as he said!

"I dare not, leave quickly! Otherwise, mom should call again to urge me." What Xia Zheting couldn't stand the most was his mother's nagging. If this could be done, he really wanted to move out and live alone, and be quiet alone.

When the car returned to the Xia family, what was expected was that Xia Yuchen was already waiting in the garden. When he learned that his daughter was coming back, he, a father, had long been uneasy.

"Dad, why are you out? It's so cold outside." Xia Xinfei got off the car and threw herself into her father's arms, softly acting coquettish.

"It's not cold, I'm worried that you haven't been home for so long?" Big hand touched the baby's daughter's hair lovingly, and her eyes were a little wet. There was no way. This person is like this when he is old, and he is very moved.

"Hehe! It's the most comfortable thing in your arms, dad." Xia Xinfei rubbed her father's arms like a child. She felt that only here can she tolerate all her shortcomings and sadness.

"You're tired! Go upstairs to take a shower first, and you'll be able to have a meal soon." No matter how true the daughter's flattery was, as a father, he would rather believe that in her heart, he was the only one.

"No, I haven't hugged enough yet?" The little hand tightly surrounded her father's no longer straight waist, but even so, she still felt the support from the mountains.

Xia Zheting smiled helplessly and silently took both the luggage and the flowers upstairs. Anyway, as long as these two people were stuck together, they would never be able to separate them for a while. There was no way, one liked to act coquettishly, while the other was willing to accept it.

"Girl, eat my husband's tofu again." An Xiaoya heard the noise coming out of the kitchen. When she saw the two of them being together, she was really a little jealous.

"Hehe, sorry, your husband's arms are so warm that I don't want to leave, so I'll lend me a few minutes to hold them!" As he said that, his little face even closer to Xia Yuchen's chest and eyes blinked at An Xiaoya mischievously.

"It's not impossible, but it's just a fee." I wonder if women are petty? If you kiss your husband, no matter which woman you are holding, you will be jealous.

"Okay! I have money anyway." Xia Xinfei didn't care. With the same shameless philosophy as Mu Zixuan, it was not a problem that could be solved with money.

"Xia Yuchen, tell me! If you want her, you still want me." An Xiaoya put her hands on her hips and pretended to be like a tigress.

"This seems to be a proposition for one." It feels like no matter who you choose, you will definitely offend another one.

"This is not simple. Of course I have to choose a wife. As for that girl, let her own husband come and take it back." Xia Zheting returned and gave the answer indifferently.

"Brother." Xia Xinfei glared at him angrily. The originally warm and noisy was completely destroyed by him.

"I'm hungry, don't you still have a meal?" Xia Zheting stood in a cool way, ignoring the resentful look that his sister cast. To put it bluntly, he was just a girl. Seeing Xia Xinfei getting close to her father for so long, he had already felt a little jealous.

"Everyone is in! Why don't Xinfei catch a cold?" An Xiaoya understood her daughter's physique too much. A little cold would cause a cold.

"Okay, girl, this advantage should be enough!" Although time has been stamped on Xia Yuchen's face, the once peerless beauty is still so obvious.

"Puchi! I know, are you worried about sleeping on the sofa tonight, right?" Xia Xinfei envied her parents' long-lasting love. It seems quiet, but in fact it is rich and fanatical.

"I know that I still do this, aren't you deliberately trying to laugh at me?" He shaved lightly the tip of her nose. This daughter could always touch the softest part of her heart.
Chapter completed!