Chapter 67 Caring Home

Family.

This is the second time that Lu Mian has heard this word from Xiao Qimo's mouth.

This is also the second time she lost her mind because of this word.

She was in a trance, looking at the man opposite her, as if she was back in kindergarten.

At that time, she was not hated by her parents, and her parents' relationship was okay, and the family of four was happy.

At that time, my father was very strong and made it clear that he would not inherit the foundation of the Lu family. He bought a small house of more than 80 square meters on the Wucheng Third Ring Road, and the family lived a simple life.

The kindergarten is in their community. From Monday to Friday, my father will stand under an old locust tree at the gate of the campus, waving at her and Lu Xinnuan, "Mianmian, Nuannuan, go home for dinner!"

Just like Xiao Qimo at this time, facing the sunset, his body is full of radiance.

Lu Mian hugged herself subconsciously and walked over with her feet raised.

Suddenly, a figure floated in front of him.

She stopped and looked at the person coming.

"Student Lu Mian, I've been waiting for you for a long time! This bouquet of roses is for you!"

The young boy shoved a large bunch of roses into Lu Mian's arms. His eyes were full of anticipation and shyness. He wanted to say more, but he scratched his head for a long time without saying a word, then turned around and ran away.

again……

Xiao Qimo made a silent note in his heart.

Staring at the girl on the opposite side walking towards him with a bouquet, he felt that this was not the plot he imagined.

I wanted to say something, but seeing that her slap-sized face was too pale, the words she blurted out could only be caring.

"What's wrong with you? Your face is a little pale."

Lu Mian lowered his eyes and paused, his face contrasting sharply with the delicate roses.

"It's been in the back mountain, the wind is blowing." She said indifferently, and when she looked up again, her eyes had returned to calm, "Why are you here?"

"Pick you up from school."

"Pick me up? Director Qi really cares about the students!" She was still cynical and playful.

In fact, Xiao Qimo wanted to take care of her body more, but he just didn't want to be abrupt to her.

"Anyway, on the way." Xiao Qimo said concisely.

The two of them are neighbors, not to mention how smooth the road is.

This makes him often feel that Ye Jinwen is not ineffective, and his vision for site selection is good.

Lu Mian shrugged noncommittally with an evil spirit and arrogance, and walked side by side with him into the community.

Occasionally passers-by can't help but look sideways in amazement. After all, such a good-looking match will be the focus wherever you go.

However, Xiao Qimo's focus was on the flower in her hand.

Are you tired of holding it?

Is it useful to take it home?

Where do high school students get the money to buy such a large bouquet of roses? Not with the hard-earned money of the parents!

At a young age, he knew that sending flowers to please girls, and at first glance, he was a master of love.

He, the dean of education, is not a decoration!

"Ah!"

Just thinking about it, the man sneezed abruptly. He took out a white handkerchief and rubbed the tip of his nose blankly.

Lu Mian frowned at him.

"Ah! Ahh!"

Two more sneezes.

Even if it is sneezing, a man's natural perfect appearance makes him elegant and calm when doing this action, not hurriedly.

Xiao Qimo covered his mouth and nose with a white hand, and his eyes under the gold-frame glasses were a little apologetic, "I seem to be allergic to pollen..."

Lu Mian was stunned.

Without any hesitation, he directly threw the roses into the nearby trash can.

"Sorry." She said sincerely.

The man smiled elegantly, said "it's okay", and slowly put the white handkerchief back into his pocket.

Lu Mian raised his brows lightly, his eyes stained with a playful meaning.