Mensharo held it in his hand and didn't know if it was better to wear it or not-
Di Yuqi opened her eyes wide and looked at her in surprise: "Does Sister Sha Luo like it?"
Hua Qianye also smiled slightly: "Saro, put it on and let me see the effect."
At this time, although Meng Shaluo was unwilling to accept it, she could only hold it on her head in disappointment. Not to mention that Di Yuqi had a very good eye. This flower crown was not big or small, and it was just right to wear it.
Hua Qianye looked up and down at Mengshaluo: "Not bad! The one woven by Xiaoqi is very suitable for you and is also very suitable for your outfit."
Di Yuqi was proud: "Of course, my skills are not enough to be covered. They are much better than you knitting. The top on my head seems to be a little bigger, so I will knit it for a while..."
She reached out to take it off and then knit it herself, but Hua Qianye held her hand again and said coldly: "This is my gift to you. If you dare to dislike it, try it!"
Di Yuqi was a little disdainful: "A garland is also a gift? I have no sincerity!"
Hua Qianye almost wanted to knock on her again: "Stupid! This garland is woven by myself, the only one in the sky and under the ground. How many people want to grab it but can't grab it! The little girl is ungrateful!"
"Wang Po sells melons, hum." Di Yuqi snatched him apart, but he never picked it off again.
Meng Shaluo had a wreath on her head, but her heart seemed to have been knocked over by the five flavor bottles, and she didn't know what it felt like.
I felt that the garland above my head was like a hot potato. It was not to throw it away, nor to keep it...
She grinded her teeth secretly, and suddenly seemed to remember something, and sighed softly: "Oh, look, I forgot something. My brother was poisoned and needed this vermilion rouge to be the antidote. I originally came here too.
I want to ask you for this thing... I forgot this busyness. Now I remember that I don’t know if there are any such flowers? Qianye, can you give me a few flowers?"
Hua Qianye frowned slightly. There were only a few vermilion red rouge trees in total. He had just weaved a wreath for Di Yuqi, and he just picked all of them, leaving no one left behind...
"You really want to use this flower?"
"Of course! Qianye, my brother is still waiting for this thing to help him... I promised him to bring it back to him this time..." Meng Shaluo's eyes were sincere.
Lie! She was clearly jealous of her own flower crown! So she came up with such a way to ask for it!
Di Yuqi's face was silent, but she clenched her fists in secret. She wanted to see what Hua Qianye was going to do.
Hua Qianye sighed: "I wonder how many brother Ling needs?"
"Bao, no more missing."
Hua Qianye glanced at Di Yuqi's head. The garland was woven from sixteen vermilion rouge. If eight of them were removed, the garland could only be removed...
Di Yuqi looked at him with his eyes open, and Hua Qianye said in a gentle voice: "Xiao Qi, what flowers do you like?"
Di Yuqi: "..."
She actually doesn't like flowers and plants very much.
Hua Qianye's eyes turned around the garden again, and suddenly rose up, and turned around in a red flowerbed. When he came back, he was already holding eight flowers that looked like hollow peonies in his hand.
The fragrance of this flower is elegant, red like a flame, and the shape of the flower is more beautiful than the vermilion red rouge: "Xiao Qi, this is a Buddha's life flower. Do you like it? I'll use this to re-weave the garland for you."
Di Yuqi: "..." She glanced at Mengshaluo, Mengshaluo smiled at the corner of her lips, and was also looking at her...
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The online literature industry has been in earthquake these days, and Mumu is also very busy. So today I updated it late.