Mr. Flower

Chapter 12 Chapter 11

The hydrangeas of various colors in the trunk made Tong Xiang's reaction a little slower, and all eyes were Yang Yiyue who opened the trunk and stood in front of the flowers.

His suit jacket was draped over his arm, and the super attractive pale pink shirt made him look so good. While loosening his tie, he looked at himself coldly, surrounded by a car of bright flowers...

Earlier, when he thought he was a driver, he thought he was good-looking. Today, Tong Xiang felt that what was said in those novels was true. The innate advantage of the father of the gold master is that he is rich, and he will be gentle and unrestrained or handsome and good-looking the day after tomorrow. Basically I didn’t run away, it’s much more risk-resistant than a young lady’s private decision to find a poor scholar in the back garden for life, how can it not become true love?

Tong Xiang sighed and thought: "I can't look any more, if I look twice more, I have to wag my tail and beg Yang Yiyue to go to bed with me... There is still a key problem here. Now Tong Xiang's desire is to sleep. Yang took Yue as the premise, but ah, the gold master's father let you sleep, I'm afraid it's not a dream...

Putting down the sunflower, he went back to the table and typed back and forth before he opened the store door and came out. Tong Xiang smiled and asked, "Mr. Yang, are you delivering something to me?"

Pointing at the hydrangea, Yang Yiyue only asked Tong Xiang to take a video with his mobile phone, and didn't say anything else.

"Move it over and shoot again..." Tong Xiang was about to reach out his hand.

Yang Yiyue opened his hand, pointed to the front of the car and said, "Take pictures from the car logo..."

Tong Xiang, who understood instantly, still didn't move, and looked at Yang Yiyue with a smile, "Really?"

"Don't take pictures of the license plate number." Yang Yiyue only had this request. Just after he finished speaking, there was an extra bottle of soda water of his favorite brand in front of him, and Tong Xiang even quickly unscrewed the bottle cap for himself.

"Do you want to do a promotion by the way?" Seeing that the water specially bought for him was finally delivered to him, Tong Xiang felt a little happy.

"Ten free orders before arriving at the store..." Yang Yiyue took two steps back and stood on the sidewalk.

"It's half price with the student ID cards of the three nearby universities..." Tong Xiang, who took out his phone and started recording a short video, added.

"Very good." After taking a sip of water, Yang Yiyue was very satisfied with Tong Xiang's promotion method.

He really has a good brain.Shooting short videos is a marketing activity for fans through the video account. I borrowed a car to make short videos for him as a gimmick. The free order at the store is a benefit for student fans. The student ID card is half-price because the best destination for hydrangeas is the dormitory of each student dormitory. The head of the table...you don't even need to say it yourself, just make a start, and he will follow up.

"The limited edition hydrangea sent by the little angel of Rolls-Royce is waiting for you to take it away!" Tong Xiang said cheerfully and pressed the stop button, and Yang Yiyue immediately came by his side.

"Let me see when it's done."

Find out the original video and show it to Mr. Yang. Tong Xiang asked with a smile, "Where are there so many hydrangeas? Are you going to introduce me to a new supplier?"

"My family." Yang Yiyue put his coat in the back row, rolled up his sleeves and got ready to work, "Come on, move it in, leave it for almost two hours, if you put it down again, it won't be fresh."

"I'll get you an apron." Tong Xiang took Yang Yiyue's hand, thinking how big a garden with this number and color of flowers and branches can be planted.

"It's okay...you come and move quickly." Yang Yiyue was careless, picked up a large handful of blue and purple ones, and looked at Tong Xiang to urge him to hurry up.

As the one who should be the most anxious, Tong Xiang moved quickly.

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Yang Yiyue, with mud stains on his shirt waist, watched Tong Xiang walk up to him holding his clothes, and raised his hands to show that he was wearing gloves and holding scissors, indicating that he was very busy now.

"You change your clothes, and I'll clean your shirt." What Tong Xiang was thinking about was that he was here to send the Buddha to the West now, and how he would leave when his clothes were dirty.

"Change it later, I'll tell you how hydrangeas match..." Yang Yiyue ignored his proposal, because he had scissors in his hand, he bent his arms and pushed Tong Xiang towards the big wooden table with his elbow.

"It itself is a round flower, and it can be the protagonist when it is directly paired with green leaves... The shape of the eucalyptus leaves matches its petals very well..." Yang Yiyue took out three eucalyptus leaves and matched them with the light pink hydrangea Get up, "The name of the hydrangea in this color is Saori. Remember it, girls like it very much. The one with a blue-purple gradient is called Endless Summer, and the color wrapping paper of Endless Summer is suitable for contrasting colors... I will make a pattern for you. "

"Little Mr. Yang..." Tong Xiang looked at Yang Yiyue enjoying himself, and called him softly.

"Why?" Yang Yiyue glanced at him, a little unhappy that he didn't care.

"It's just... it was a bit fast, I didn't remember it, can you take a picture with your mobile phone..." Tong Xiang's head grew dizzy when he heard those names.

"Come on." Yang Yiyue felt that it was useless to praise him for being smart just now, and resisted the urge to criticize others, and began to match other flowers.

"It can also be used as a supporting role, but it has a very large flower pattern, so we must pay attention to the color matching relationship, complement each other without overwhelming... Use the evening bride with white roses, pink-edged gradient roses, unicorn grass, and macaron powder packaging Paper and organza, and gray ribbon..."

Yang Yiyue, who devoted himself to teaching Tong Xiang, didn't know that some people took pictures with flowers at the beginning, and only Yang Yiyue's face was in the camera.

"You have to let the bow tie up, come from the bottom... You were always upside down before..." Yang Yiyue looked at the camera after finishing speaking, and stretched out his hand to pull it down to face his own hand, "Record the ribbon bow tie again."

"I recorded..." the cameraman, who had missed the point of the shot, muttered.

"You didn't take pictures of the bow, your camera was always on the flowers..." The floral art teacher was upset, "Show me..."

"No... my own reference video." The photographer felt guilty. He just photographed Mr. Yang's eyelashes so long, so he couldn't let him see them. "I can understand it. Why do you want to see it?"

"I see that you have captured the key points." Yang Yiyue stepped on his feet.

Holding up the phone high, Tong Xiang said, "Even the angle of your supporting leaves is clearly captured."

"You wrap a bunch." Yang Yiyue stopped talking nonsense with him.

"Can I watch the video for reference?"

"Is your brain ventilated? You just watched the actual operation, and you still need to look at your phone..."

"Xiao Yang, your mouth is so poisonous..."

"Aren't you happy?! If you're not happy, you can hold back. If you're stupid, you have to admit it."

"How dare you..." Putting the phone into the pocket of the apron, Tong Xiang reached out and took a branch of Endless Summer, pulled out a branch of alpine goat, and asked humbly, "Is this match okay?"

"No. Take two or three sticks!" Yang Yiyue took two more sticks and handed them to him. Seeing his hand pulling out the wrapping paper, he said sternly: "If you dare to choose the same color wrapping paper, I will bite you to death."

Comrade Tong Xiang, who had reached out to the light blue wrapping paper, turned his hand stiffly...

"Brother Xiangzi, who am I to come to the shop to get the hydrangea?" A lively female voice rang along with the visitor's bell, and before Tong Xiang could reply, the girl said quickly, "How is Bao Yangwen?" ? Do you want a domineering president's briefcase, the kind with super sense..."

Tong Xiang looked at the domineering president who was getting angry because the teaching work was not going well, and thought: I don't know if there is such a gentle type in the domineering president's briefcase, the kind who speaks softly and teaches his subjects to do things without getting angry...

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One after another, people came to the store to pick up free flowers, because the ten gifts were all matched with the most popular red evening bride, so some customers who took the gifts also bought other hydrangea bouquets in cool colors. It was an unexpected surprise.

Yang Yiyue couldn't understand Tong Xiang's poor aesthetics, so he couldn't help but do it for him.His face was cold and he didn't speak, and some customers who were interested in him only dared to take a second look.The acquaintance also asked Tong Xiang if he hired a helper.Tong Xiangdu whispered to others, "This is the ancestor, not a helper."

After a wave of busy work, Yang Yiyue sat down to rest and saw Tong Xiang chatting with a familiar customer.Looking down, he saw that his clothes were really dirty, so he took the clothes that Tong Xiang brought over, looked around, and went to the kitchen.

Pulling back the cloth curtain of "coming out and entering the picture", Yang Yiyue walked into the horizontally laid out kitchen.Walk two steps inside to the front of the refrigerator, turn around to make sure that you can't see it from the outside, and start to unbutton it.

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"Walk slowly..." Tong Xiang sent away Aihua's professor sister, but when he turned around, he didn't see his domineering president. Seeing that the t-shirt he brought to him just now was missing in the store, he concluded that he had gone to change clothes.

No sound was heard when going upstairs, Tong Xiang went straight to the kitchen.

Stepping lightly, I opened the curtain and poked my head in... Beautiful, I really saw a picture of the domineering president undressing.

The steps on his feet became brisk in an instant, and he went up in three or two steps and pulled Yang Yiyue's half-off shirt down. As soon as he started, Yang Yiyue pinched the front of the shirt from the front, looked back at him, lifted his chin slightly, and said: "What the hell is that?" Well?"

"Serve my family, Mr. Jin Zhu, to change clothes... It's all because of spoiling me, I'm responsible for it." Tong Xiang leaned forward with a playful smile, stretched out his arms to half embrace Yang Yiyue, pulled out the front of the shirt from his palm, and wiped the whole thing The clothes were taken off for him.

As far as Tong Xiang saw, Mr. Jin Zhu was really white, so white that he had to apply two catties of base cream to compare.

"Mr. Yang, I'll wash and dry your clothes right away. Is there nothing special about the material?" Seeing Yang Yiyue put on the T-shirt, Tong Xiang stretched out his hand to help him pull down the hem of the clothes, and looked at the cute panda pattern on the fabric on the chest I couldn't help but praise and said: "My little Mr. Yang and brother Chunsheng are really a good match..."

When he said this, Yang Yiyue quickly lowered his head, and the print of the cute giant panda on his chest came into view. After he had nothing to say, he paused, and Yang Yiyue said: "Please hurry up and wash my shirt. As long as it can be washed clean, what do you want to do?" Just wash as you like..."

"Don't be so disgusted, Chunsheng is the most beautiful boy in the base this year." Tong Xiang explained with a smile, "The kind whose sisters, sisters, mothers and grandma can line up. This one was newly given to me by the support club. Didn't wear..."

Tong Xiang didn't even think about reaching out his hand. When he touched Yang Yiyue's chest, this matter had become a dilemma.

The possibility of taking a step back and pretending it didn't happen is gone. If you go further... Will you be deducted by Mr. Yang? !

Hmm... It doesn't matter if you buckle it, just act coquettishly and come back later.

The open-minded Tong Xiang moved the palm of Yang Yiyue's back and pulled him into his arms. The person leaned forward, and a lightning-like kiss began...