"Amei!"

That's right, the man holding roses is Tong Dayong. Amei turned around and felt that the man holding flowers looked more handsome for the first time, especially a man with a tall figure like Tong Dayong.

Amei smiled at him, "What are you doing?"

Tong Dayong held the flowers in both hands and handed them to Amei, "I gave them to you, Happy Valentine's Day!"

This was the first time Amei received a rose, and her heart was beating a little and her face turned red.

Tong Dayong is not a veteran in love, and his expression and movements of sending flowers are obviously unnatural, a bit like someone pushing him to deliver flowers with a gun from a distance.

"Thank you!" Amei took the rose and showed a slightly shy smile on her face. She thought she had taken these things lightly, but the real scene was in front of her. When the rose was sent to her hand, she still felt excited when she looked at the bright red rose.

Tong Dayong reached out and pressed the elevator for Amei. Soon the elevator door opened. Amei walked into the elevator, but Tong Dayong stood still.

"Let's go, why are you standing?" Amei said.

"I'm waiting for you to invite me!" Tong Dayong said with a smile as he walked into the elevator.

"You are getting more and more naughty!" Amei said coquettishly.

Tong Dayong pressed the button on the 19th floor, and the elevator slowly moved up. Neither of them spoke anymore. Staring at the number in the elevator slowly turned into nineteen. After a ding, the two walked out of the elevator.

Amei held the flower in one hand, opened the bag with the other hand, took out the key and opened the door. The scene in the room was something Amei didn't expect. Aunt Liu, who had never come back after the New Year, came back today. When Amei opened the door, she was standing in a corner of the living room. It seemed that she had just entered the room.

"Miss Amei, are you back?" Aunt Liu smiled, with apologies on her face.

Aunt Liu went home for the New Year and came back for the eighth day of the lunar month before the New Year. She had agreed to come back for several days, but she didn't come back for several days. Amei learned from Abing that she had called Abing and said that there was something at home and it would take a few days to delay. Amei didn't take this matter seriously. Anyway, there was no work for her at home, so it didn't matter how late it was.

But she came today! Amei, holding a rose in her hand, was a little embarrassed. As long as she was a person, she understood what it meant to be given a rose, and Tong Dayong was following her. She could tell what was going on at a glance.

It is often performed on TV. Men send flowers, women take the men home after accepting it, then drink some red wine, turn on the music and dance, then kiss passionately, and then the clothes are peeled off to the ground one by one...

Aunt Liu, who often watches TV, cannot be unfamiliar with such scenes. So, when she saw Aunt Liu, Amei felt very unhappy. She didn't expect Aunt Liu to come back today.

In fact, although Amei accepted Tong Dayong's roses, she did not intend to drink red wine with him, nor did she intend to dance with him, nor did she intend to kiss him passionately and peel off her clothes.

But Aunt Liu saw the scene of her holding a rose in her hand and taking Tong Dayong into the house. When Aunt Liu saw it, she might tell Xu Bingbing that there would be some unnecessary misunderstandings.

"Aunt Liu, don't you have any trouble at home?" Amei said while changing her shoes.

Aunt Liu walked up and found a pair of slippers to put on the ground to replace Tong Dayong. "The matter is done, so I rushed back."

Amei didn't say anything, but her face looked a little ugly. She put the rose on the dining table. Aunt Liu saw her face unhappy and praised inappropriately: "This flower is so beautiful!"

Amei walked into her room, hung her bag on the coat rack, sat on the small sofa beside the bed, and let out a long breath.

Tong Dayong followed Amei into the room and closed the door casually. He saw everything just now. He didn't know that Aunt Liu was not here recently. Aunt Liu's sudden appearance made Amei feel unhappy, but it gave Tong Dayong some misunderstandings and reverie.

He thought that because of Aunt Liu's sudden appearance, Amei's interest in taking him home was ruined and disrupted Amei's plan to have something happen to him.

"Why don't we go out?" Tong Dayong said.

"Go out?" Amei raised her eyes and looked up at Tong Dayong standing in front of her, "What are you doing when you go out?"

"If you think Aunt Liu is inconvenient at home, let's go to the hotel to open a room."

Amei was angry at Tong Dayong's words, "Tong Dayong, you have a lot of imagination. Do you think I'm going to do something when I take you home, right?"

"Then why are you angry?"

"I'm afraid A Bing misunderstood it. It's nothing to give a flower or something, but I brought you to my house on Valentine's Day, and I was holding the flowers you gave me in my hand. What did you think about Aunt Liu? What would A Bing think when she knows it?"

Tong Dayong sat down beside Amei, "Why do you care about Abing's feelings so much? This is a matter between us and it has nothing to do with her."

"Why doesn't it matter? A Bing likes you, but I'm with you. What's the point? He snatches love with him?" A Mei was a little excited.

"There is a misunderstanding between A Bing and I. The person I like is you. Why do you care so much about A Bing's feelings? Can't we be together for her?"

Amei glanced at Tong Dayong and said seriously, "Tong Dayong, I want to explain it to you clearly. Don't think that I am not with you because of A Bing. Let me tell you like this. Even if there is no A Bing at all, we can't be together!"

Tong Dayong widened his eyes, "Why?"

"Tong Dayong, you are so self-righteous. Do you think I will like you like my sister, right? You are wrong, I have never liked you. My acceptance of your roses does not mean that I have that meaning to you!"

Tong Dayong frowned and said, "No, you said a few days ago that you like me?"

"when?"

"On the day we took A Bing to the airport together, you followed me to my residence and Xiaolan, and you said in front of Xiaolan."

Amei smiled disdainfully, "Tong Dayong, it seems that your memory is really bad. Did I say I like you? I just told Xiaolan that the person you like is me. I plan to accept your pursuit, have you forgotten?"

"Okay, even if you didn't say that the person you like was me, then what's wrong with you saying you accepted my pursuit?"

Amei smiled faintly, "Accepting your pursuit is different from accepting you as a person. Accepting your pursuit depends on your performance. If you perform poorly, I can reject your pursuit at any time."

"Why is my performance not good? Tell me."

"...You, you are trying to argue with me now, and fighting with reason is a form of bad performance!"

Tong Dayong took out a cigarette, took out one and held it in his mouth, and realized that smoking in Amei's room was not good, so he clamped the cigarette between his index finger and middle finger, "I understand, you did that day to want to alienate Xiaolan and me. You want Xiaolan and me to separate me, right?"

Amei turned her eyes away, "Xiao Lan is not suitable for you at first. I am saving you and saving her."

"Don't you just ignore the person if you save him?"

"What else do I do?"

"At least you have to give me a chance to chase you!"

"I gave it to you, because you didn't perform well, so you blame me."
Chapter completed!