Bai Yueguang Omega Always Wants To Monopolize Me

Chapter 57 - 60

A butterfly urged by the spring to break its cocoon ahead of time, fluttered its wings and landed on the windowsill, unbiasedly blocking the little sunlight above the girl's head.

The pure white wings trembled and folded lightly, looking like they had fallen on the top of the girl's head.

Ji Xiao listened to Wei Qing's unclear words and lowered his head to look at the two objects on the table.

The fragrance of flowers mixed with the scent of ink swayed in a quiet room, and the unpackaged pen looked a bit sloppy.

I have to say that this bouquet of flowers is impeccably exquisite and elegant, no matter from the packaging or the bouquet combination.

The gold-orange cardboard buckles the color of Ji Xiao's eyes, and the blooming violet exudes public pride just like her Alpha.

Every detail is vaguely revealing the flower giver's favor and understanding of Ji Xiao.

It's just that the so-called splendid beauty is just a lining for the low-toned black gold pen in the line of sight.

Ji Xiao didn't even think about it. He stretched out his hand and took the pen in front of him: "Of course I want a pen."

"Really?" Wei Qingyu was a little surprised by Ji Xiao's determination.

"Really." Ji Xiao nodded.

What kind of flowers does she want for someone who has a broken hand and wants to practice writing again.

Upon hearing this, Wei Qingyu looked at the pen in Ji Xiao's hand, and a smile was wiped from the end of his eyes.

She picked up the flowers sent by the South Jinfeng again, but she moved a lot more gently, as if pitying a loser, she sorted out the package of the flowers that had been crumpled by herself: "Then I will help you put this flower. Aside."

"Yeah, thank you." Ji Xiao nodded, but his eyes remained on the pen that Wei Qingyu gave her.

There is a beautiful flower pattern engraved on the golden pen, and the pure gold exudes indescribable beauty under the refraction of light.

The smooth metal curve merges into a point on the pen tip. Through the light, you can see the faint ink stains between the gaps, as if this pen was not specially made for her, but was given to herself by someone's baby for a long time. Same.

Ji Xiao carefully identified the ornamentation engraved on the pen, remembered the flowers that he saw in the bouquet just now, and asked uncertainly: "Is the engraved violet on this pen?"

Wei Qingyu frowned slightly when he heard the words, "Why do you think so?"

Ji Xiao was a little dazed, "Didn't these two of them be given by one person?"

Wei Qingyu's face became a little darker in an instant.

The sharp scissors cut short a violet flower branch just unraveled by her, and a few drops of clear water fell on the back of the girl's white hand along the hanging leaves.

"no."

"What is that?" Ji Xiao puzzled.

"It's Tumihua." Wei Qingyu replied looking at the violet in his hand.

Ji Xiao was even more puzzled when she heard this. She looked at Wei Qingyu with her back to her, and said, "How did you know? You didn't even look at it."

"Because I gave you this pen."

Wei Qingyu spoke and turned to look at Ji Xiao, with the calmness of the dark tide written in his turquoise eyes.