biting cherry

Chapter 61 Aroma
Shen Xingying asked several questions in succession, more or less with expectation.

Meng Fanyan deliberately whetted her appetite, "I don't know if he is willing, so I can only try my luck."

While talking, the black gold door was opened from the inside.

Shen Xingying subconsciously looked around and saw a tall man wrapped in a quilt, shivering and saying: "Come in quickly, I'm freezing to death."

Shen Xingying: "..."

Shen Xingying looked up at the big sun in the sky, seriously doubting whether the man in front of her was out of time and space.

Until I heard what he said to Meng Fanyan: "I've had a cold these past two days. CEO, you really know how to choose your time."

Listening to this tone, the relationship between the two seems to be quite good.

Shen Xingying lowered her head and followed Meng Fanyan in.

There are many miscellaneous flowers and weeds planted in the yard. They are not as delicate and beautiful as those planted in Meng Fanyan's glass flower house. They are the ones in the mountains and fields that cannot be named.

But it also has its own characteristics.

Shen Xingying secretly counted the numbers. She might only recognize the dodder flowers wrapped around the wall and a few clusters of dogtail grass in the corner.

"Wow, woof."

As Shen Xingying walked forward, she looked at the strange flowers and plants. Suddenly, a little black dog sprang out from nowhere and rushed towards Meng Fanyan excitedly.

That dog was really black, darker than the color she dyed the little white cat.

Only a pair of dog eyes are very special, aqua blue.

I don’t know which country the dog was bred from.

"Are you friends with Xiao Chenlian?" Seeing how affectionate the little black dog was to Meng Fanyan, Shen Xingying asked quietly.

"High school classmate." Meng Fanyan answered truthfully.

"Oh." Shen Xingying didn't ask any more questions.She remembered that Xiao Chenlian won the World Jewelry Design Competition at the age of 17.Later, maybe because I was reluctant to make money, or because I had my own pursuits, I made a rule at the age of 20 to only design one pair of rings a year.

Since then, many people have flocked to it.

……living room.

Xiao Chenlian was still wrapped in a big quilt and wore a mask on his face. He only showed his eyes staring at Meng Fanyan, and then looked at Shen Xingying: "Is this your fiancée?"

Meng Fanyan hesitated slightly: "I will be my wife next month."

Xiao Chenlian disagreed, "That will happen next month as well."

"Prepare the money first." Meng Fanyan was obsessed with money.

Xiao Chenlian laughed angrily, and even his stuffy nose was relieved, "I designed a wedding ring for you for free, and you still want a share of the money from me? How can you be as shameless as Xie Yinlan?"

"These are two different things." Meng Fanyan said slowly, "I will return it to you in the future."

Xiao Chenlian: "I have been single for 27 years, and I don't even have a girlfriend now. If you give it back to me, I don't know if I will get it in this life. No matter what, I will lose a lot of money."

Meng Fanyan was calm, but still had a tone that made people itch with hatred: "If you are in a hurry to get out of singles, I can introduce my niece to you."

Xiao Chenlian: "..." Having a niece is amazing.

Xiao Chenlian was frustrated for a while, "It's bad luck for me."

As he spoke, he took off his mask, broke off two pills and swallowed them dryly.

After that, he looked at Shen Xingying carefully, as if he wanted to find an inspiration design from her that was unique to her temperament.

"What kind of perfume are you using? Why does it smell so good?" Xiao Chenlian looked at it and suddenly smelled wisps of sweet aroma.

Shen Xingying subconsciously raised her wrist, sniffed it, and said, "I don't seem to be wearing perfume today."

"But it's obviously coming from you." Xiao Chenlian wasn't trying to be a hooligan, "But it's strange. I'm very familiar with this smell, but I forgot where I've smelled it."

Meng Fanyan's face darkened, and he was obviously displeased: "You are a master of jewelry, not a perfumer. Keep your dog's nose in check."

Hearing this, Xiao Chenlian put on the mask honestly, picked up the measuring ruler and threw it to Meng Fanyan, "Okay, you can help her measure her circumference first. I'm already inspired."

(End of this chapter)