I probably like you too

Sheng nanxuan was playing the piano in the living room, and Sheng Xixi was making trouble. Suddenly, someone rang the doorbell.

Sheng nanxuan stopped and turned his head to look out. Sheng Xixi took the opportunity to press a few keys on the zither. The muffled and disorderly sound of the zither rang out.

Yu qinghuan went to open the door. Seeing this, Sheng nanxuan turned and pushed Sheng Xixi's hand away, continuing to play.

Sheng Xixi pouted and looked at the door with the doll in her arms.

A young man in a cap was standing outside the door, holding a bouquet of roses in his hand.

Yu qinghuan opened the door and looked at him calmly.

He was stunned for a moment, and his heart was beating fast. He handed the flower over with a red face. Hello, I'm from the florist. This is a flower from Mr. Sheng lingren.

"I refuse!" Yu qinghuan said righteously.

"Yingluo?" The flower Messenger was dumbfounded.