Chapter 1015: The Mysterious Flower Giver (4)

That's good? What do you mean?

Jin Yuanyuan stared at the four words and two punctuation marks in Sun's voice for a long time, but couldn't understand what he meant.

However, he was afraid that Mr. Sun would suspect that his IQ was not enough, so he was embarrassed to ask.

After thinking about it, she decided not to ask questions about why she sent it, and thanked directly: "Thank you, Mr. Sun."

Mr. Sun: "You're welcome, I'm just fulfilling what I promised you."

promised her?

Seeing Mr. Sun's words, Jin Yuanyuan was stunned again, "What did you promise me?"

"Don't the children have a performance today? Haven't started yet?"

Mr. Sun changed the subject abruptly.

Jin Yuanyuan replied: "My friend is doing makeup for them, I will take a video and send it to you later."

I was still wondering what she promised Mr. Sun, but I was too embarrassed to ask.

Mr. Sun: "Don't feel bad about traffic anymore?"

When it came to the data, Jin Yuanyuan felt embarrassed again, "I don't think I can use up the data you recharged for me in a year."

Because she was worried about the phone bill, she only subscribed for the minimum data package, and always turned off the data when she was not in use. When Mr. Sun came to her, she sometimes didn't see her until several days later.

At that time, she was very straightforward, and explained to Mr. Sun directly that she was afraid that the traffic would exceed, so she turned off the traffic.

On that day, she received two consecutive messages to recharge 5G data. Since then, her data has been turned on. Every time Mr. Sun sends a message, she can reply as soon as possible as long as she is not in class.

Mr. Sun explained to her that sometimes he wanted to care about the children, but he couldn't get a reply right away, so he felt worried.

Golden Boy Shoes believed it.

"Jin Yuanyuan, what are you doing in there?"

Suddenly, Ji Anning's shout came from outside, Jin Yuanyuan immediately stretched her neck and glanced outside from the window.

The little ones had all changed into uniform performance costumes, and she hurriedly said to Mr. Sun, "My friend called me, so I'll go to work first, and I'll send you a video later."

In a hurry, she was too lazy to type and sent a voice directly.

Because during this period of time when chatting with Ji Anning, she always made voice calls, and her voice was very smooth, and she didn't realize it until after she finished sending her voice.

Very annoyed, but did not withdraw.

Mr. Sun: "OK."

In a bustling town, in an antique-style farmhouse inn, the balcony on the second floor is decorated like a small garden. A man is wearing a black and white striped shirt, standing in the corner of the balcony.

In the hand holding it, the same voice message, the same sweet and pleasant voice, is constantly being played back.

Under the glasses, a bright smile gradually appeared in a pair of deep black eyes.

Gentle as jade.

His other hand fell on the balcony railing, and his slender fingers were carelessly playing the piano.

After listening to it once, he touched the screen with his finger again, and he bent his lips.

Finally... finally hear your voice.

...

In order to welcome Ji Aning and Junan, and also to make the old people in the village happy.

There were more than 20 people, and Jin Yuanyuan arranged four programs, including singing, dancing and reciting.

The dance was designed by herself and trained in two weeks, and the effect is amazing.

Ji Anning held the phone, raised it up, and said to the man on the screen: "Look, your daughter is a little girl inside, have you seen her?"

Ten little girls, in white tutus, are dancing.