She stood very close to him, almost sticking to him.
No wonder the little girl misunderstood.
Henry lowered his eyes.
She always tried her best to escape.
From where they were standing...
Indeed, he and Gu Xiaoxiao looked more like a couple.
Henry suddenly felt a little stuffy in his chest.
Just as Gu Xiaoxiao touched the rose with her hands...
But Henry still said, "Give this to her!"
His deep and magnetic voice was as cold as a ghost's.
He looked calm on his handsome face, but in fact, it was full of danger.
The little girl who sold flowers was stunned at first.
The handsome man's cold words carried an undeniable domineering air.
Her hands were very flexible. When she heard the words of the handsome man next to her, she instinctively withdrew her hands.
Then, following Henry's gaze, she saw a woman standing on the other side of him.
She was simply dressed and without makeup, and her short, seaweed-like hair made her look pure and charming.
Her cute short hair was neat and elegant.
Her pink and tender face was as shy as a girl's. Her big black and bright eyes were sparkling, as if she could talk.
She wore a white T-shirt, revealing her fair and charming neck.
She wore a half-body dress, which outlined her good figure.
Although the woman next to the elegant man just now looked very beautiful and noble.
However, there seemed to be something missing from this woman.
The little girl who sold flowers blinked her eyes again.
Then she instantly understood.
She was less simple, less pure, and less youthful.
In comparison, this woman seemed to be worse more than a little.
Moreover, this girl was wearing the same outfit as this noble man.
But after all, the position they were standing in was too open, so she misunderstood.
The little girl who sold flowers immediately understood.
Holding the flower, she walked towards Monique.
It was just a flower.
Looking at Monique's reluctant look, Henry's aura also cooled down.
Was she so reluctant to get the flower he gave her?
Gu Xiaoxiao was about to take the flowers.
When she heard Henry's words, her face turned pale without a trace of blood.
How happy she was just now.
But how angry was he at this time.
She held the hem of her clothes tightly.
She was afraid that he would do something out of line in front of Brother Henry.
The little girl selling flowers looked at Monique's expression.
Then she looked at the noble man.
And then she looked at the woman next to the man.
The expressions of the three of them changed when she sent the flowers.
Crack, crack.
This was a love triangle!
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