Traveling through the mall: the rough man is wild and flirtatious

Chapter 246

"Miss Sun, give it to me."

"Miss Sun, throw it away."

The shouts kept coming and going, but Yan Nancen was unmoved at all. He continued to peel the chestnuts with his head down. The chestnuts were cold and not easy to peel at all, but he was perfectionist and always wanted to peel the whole chestnuts for Su Qingyuan.

So he's struggling with a few chestnuts in his palm.

Miss Sun upstairs had already thrown the hydrangea, and there was a lot of looting downstairs, while Su Qingyuan was chattering happily.

It was a joy to watch.

But what is this saying called?Extreme joy begets sorrow, when she was throwing a chestnut into her mouth, she saw the hydrangea that had been snatched by others came towards her face.

Although she admits that the hydrangea is beautiful, well, she is useless to it. If she were a man, she would definitely hold it and not let it go, but the key point is that she is a big beauty, so there is no way.

She subconsciously raised her hand and waved the hydrangea in front of her to the side.

He said yes, but in fact, he was surrounded by these people and walked upstairs. He himself was in a daze, so he could only walk along with a few people.

Yan Nancen didn't feel that being turned upside down would make him ugly, he didn't feel that at all, and even handed Su Qingyuan a whole chestnut.

"Miss Sun, don't say that, you are fine, just"

He raised his knees and kicked the hydrangea up. He raised his racket, and the hydrangea went in another direction without even looking at it.

Yan Nancen even agreed, "Yeah, I think Mr. Wen and this Miss Sun are more destined, and they look like a match. They are talented and beautiful."

He said just now that she was not good-looking, and he said that he was not good-looking without even looking at it, and now he is talking about male talent and female appearance.

He didn't pay attention to the hydrangea thrown by him at all, but Su Qingyuan watched the hydrangea fly towards the edge of the crowd with a force that no one could touch.

Su Qingyuan shook her head, "It's really a fate that can't be stopped."

"Just what?" Sun Qianer asked persistently.

"Miss Sun, I"

To be honest, this Wen Chen is much, much better than the group of vulgar people below, no matter in appearance or knowledge. If she married the group of vulgar people below, she would really cry to death.

"Although I don't know what this man looks like, it should be more than enough for Mr. Wen."

Miss Sun was quite satisfied with Wen Chen, because she had already taken off the veil on her face and stood sideways. It was very nice to see her profile.

He was about to get closer, but who knew that the hydrangea would hit his arms directly, and he still hasn't figured it out yet.

Su Qingyuan rolled her eyes, "If I remember correctly, that's not what you just said."

He stared blankly at the group of surprised people, wondering why they had such angry and shocked eyes.

Wen Chen had just arrived, without even understanding the situation, he was hit by a hydrangea in his arms, the force made him unable to bear it, and he took several steps back before barely standing still.

Sun Qian'er had a pitiful and aggrieved expression on her face, and she looked like she was about to cry. Wen Chen had never seen such a woman.

There was no possibility of her receiving the hydrangea, but the hydrangea happened to head towards Yan Nancen's arms, and he was still fighting against the chestnut with his head down.

Listen, is this what a man said?
Su Qingyuan shook her head, and instead of looking at him, she turned her eyes upstairs, looking at the two people upstairs with a look of eating melons.

He was already at a loss, but now seeing Sun Qian'er like this, he was even more flustered.

I don't know if this Wen Chen was too shy, but he was a little reserved.

And the one standing over there turned out to be Wen Chen.

Wen Chen was not only stiff but also at a loss. He was passing by just now and saw that it was too lively here so he took a look. With that one look, he saw Su Qingyuan on the other side of the crowd.

It might be the military commander's acuity. When the hydrangea was about to be thrown into his arms, he raised his eyes and saw a person looking at him not far away.

When he stood still, he was already holding a hydrangea in his arms.

But before the person who snatched it could react, he was invited upstairs by the old housekeeper and the servant who ran down the stairs.

Seeing the helplessness on his face, Miss Sun knew that the hydrangea was not what he wanted, "It seems that Mr. Wen doesn't like Qian'er anymore."

"Mr. Wen? Mr. Wen?" Miss Sun called several times in a soft voice before calling Wen Chen back from his trance.

Wen Chen was outside of these people, even if they came to snatch it now, it would not be so deceitful, so they just watched this one passing by and snatched the hydrangea.

So when she saw that the hydrangea was received by a gentle young man, she hurriedly asked the butler to go down, so that no one would run away.

Wen Chen didn't know how to answer, he was brought up suddenly, and he was said to be the son-in-law of their grandson's family, and he hadn't sorted it out yet.

"It's just...it's just that Wen was just passing by this Wuzhou, this..."

Sun Qian'er pretended to touch the corners of her eyes, and said in a sobbing voice, "Mr. Wen, in fact, the hydrangea ball is not my wish. It's just that an eminent monk said that my father's illness needs to be rejoiced, so he made such a bad plan. Can Mr. Wen be considerate of my behavior?" A woman's filial piety?"

(End of this chapter)