Xu Qiaoqiao paused for a second, not quite knowing how to describe it, and simply stood there rubbing her chin and shaking her head.
Jian An'an was torn between laughter and tears, and quickly thrust the flowers toward her. "Alright, alright, my dear Ms. Xu, quickly put away your imagination! I already have a lot of flowers here, and there's no room for this one. Why don't you take it back with you?"
"What would I want with it?" Xu Qiaoqiao said with a look of distaste.
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