The little girl's words kept echoing in Lu Xuan's ears. He felt as if he had been imposed on a detente, and he was completely stupid.

Who can guess that the little girl will pick up the hydrangea after being knocked away and sent it to Lu Xuan.

If Lu Xuan hadn't saved the little girl just now, how could the little girl give him the hydrangea?

Everything seems to be destined!

This is fate, which is unpredictable, but it cannot escape. Lu Xuan looked at the little girl blankly, his face slowly becoming pale.

"Uncle, what's wrong with you?" the little girl asked innocently.

The girl didn't know what it meant to give the hydrangea to Lu Xuan!

Xuan became Qianye Posa's destiny and wanted Qianye Posa to experience the most painful love disaster in the world.

Everyone's eyes were looking at him, Lu Xuan shook his head and said, "It's nothing, thank you, I can't ask for this hydrangea."

Why,” the little girl asked in confusion.

Lu Xuan didn't know how to answer, but after a while, he stroked her little head and said, "I have a wife, so I can't."

Why are you here to join in the fun if you have a wife? Is this a intentional way to play the game?"

"That's right, don't make trouble like this!"

“—”

Hearing Lu Xuan's explanation, all the men who had just grabbed the hydrangea for a long time complained.

Lu Xuan never wanted to grab hydrangeas. He knew that he had a family and a wife, so he always stood at the end of the crowd as a spectator and did not participate in it. But he never thought that hydrangeas would be picked up by a little girl.

"How do you calculate this?"

"What else can I calculate? Of course I will throw the hydrangea again!"

--"total

You can't rush over and grab the hydrangea in the little girl's hand. What if you hurt the little girl?

Countless people looked at the beautiful emcee in the attic with their eyes, and the emcee holding the microphone shook her head and said, "The hydrangea can only be thrown once, so this year's event can only end here. I'm sorry for everyone."

When the beautiful emcee said that, all the single men and women who wanted to find a marriage were disappointed, and their eyes glared at Lu Xuan with hatred. It was such a rat shit, which ruined the porridge!

"What a bad luck!"

The people who watched the show also cursed and left the small garden one after another.

Before leaving, some people looked at Qianye Posa with sympathy. Qianye Posa stood quietly in the distance, without any intention of leaving, with a faint look, and no one knew what she was thinking.

Several beautiful emcee in the attic looked at Lu Xuan and Qianye Posa deeply, their eyes a little complicated, and they didn't know what they were thinking.

The ending of the year's hydrangea throwing is extremely beautiful, but why is this happening this year?

"Sorry, it's all my daughter who is ignorant!"

The little girl's mother came over and said apologetically: "Let others misunderstand you."

In fact, anyone standing at the back could see that Lu Xuan was not involved in catching the hydrangea. The little girl's parents were among them. The hydrangea fell to the little girl by chance just now. The little girl quickly picked it up and ran to Lu Xuan. Her parents didn't react.

Xuan shook his head and smiled, "It's nothing, she's kind-hearted."

Yes, yes," the little girl's mother was still embarrassed and said, "Just don't take it to heart."

"Xixi, let's go!"

The little girl's mother picked her up, but the little girl who called Xixi burst into tears: "Uncle, don't you want my hydrangea, does he hate me?"

At first, Xixi was crying in tears, and she was so sad.

Xuan felt uncomfortable and hurriedly said, "How could it be? Xixi is so cute. Uncle likes you the most."

Really?" The little girl stopped her tears and asked with a cute little face with pear blossoms in the rain.

Lu Xuan nodded heavily: "Yes!"

The hydrangea is for you," the little girl wanted to stuff the hydrangea to Lu Xuan again.

At that time, Xixi's mother didn't know what to do. After all, Xixi was so young, she didn't know that her uncle could not take this hydrangea.

The organizers of the event just now all said that this year's hydrangea throwing activity does not count, and it should be nothing to pick up hydrangeas. Xixi's mother is waiting for Lu Xuan to pick up the hydrangeas in Xixi's hand.

The people who had not left were looking at their eyes. Lu Xuan could not make the little girl cry again, but the hydrangea was like a hot potato, and he didn't dare to pick it up.

In a difficult situation, Lu Xuan was struggling in his heart, his fists were clenched a little.

God, I have been baptized by the battlefield. Seeing my comrades die one by one by one, you let me survive by myself. I have suffered so much, I thought you felt sorry for me, and I had so many confidants around me, enjoying the blessings of others, but now you come to play with me again!

Xuan was very angry, but he was helpless!

After his inner struggle, Lu Xuan took over the hydrangea from Xixi, because he knew that even if he didn't take it, such an ending would be a certainty and he could not escape the arrangements of fate for him."

Okay, you can see you goodbye to uncle, right?" the little girl's mother said to Xixi.

Xixi burst into tears and said with a smile: "Uncle, goodbye!"

"By bye!" Lu Xuan waved his hand, but the smile on his face was a bit far-fetched.

Some people left, and only Lu Xuan and Qianye Posa were left in the garden. Qianye Posa walked towards him with a hydrangea in his hand.

When he walked to Lu Xuan, Lu Xuan was even more in a bad mood. Even when facing thousands of troops, he would not shake his body, and his body was trembling.

Xuan was not afraid of death, but he was afraid that he could not protect the people closest to him, let alone that he would hurt the people around him.

"Qianye Posa!" Lu

Xuan's lips squirmed a few times, and his voice trembled, "I think this should be a coincidence and a misunderstanding." Qian said

Ye Poso didn't say anything, but raised his little hand and held his big hand in a flash. Feeling the delicate and delicate little hand that was weak and boneless, Lu Xuan was panicked."

Remember what I said to you," Qianye Poso said softly as he raised Lu Xuan's hand.

What do you mean? Lu

Xuan was stunned. When he was about to ask what he wanted, Qianye Poso had already put Lu Xuan's big hand in front of his face.

At this moment, Lu Xuan suddenly realized what would happen next, and also remembered what Qianye Poso had said to him.

Lu Xuan's pupils were slightly widening. Qianye Poso grabbed Lu Xuan's hand and used his fingers to lift the veil on her face. The veil went with the wind, and it seemed as if time had stopped at that moment-
Chapter completed!