✓ Letting you take charge of the flower shop, Xingji Lingzhi has recovered?

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shop It means a lot to me, I like my current job very much, and I want to run a flower shop well and keep doing it."

This is the shop of the only family member.

She is an orphan on earth, alone for the rest of her life.

After crossing, there is a bond of family affection instead. Every few days, my aunt would call and ask her how she was doing, whether she was still used to living in a flower shop, and sent her special souvenirs bought during her travels in Capital Star.

Seeing her firm eyes, the old dean couldn't help sighing quietly: "That's really a pity." A

true genius is usually very individual, with his own ideas and plans. The salary of working in a nursing home in the seventh district is obviously higher than that of running a flower shop, and the plant research funds allocated by the above can't make this girl's heart beat.

"My name is Huaxian." The other party gave her business card. Out of politeness, she should introduce herself, "I am the manager of Xingfu Flower Shop. I like to grow flowers and fields. Dean Ge Wen can come to the shop often when he is free. "

Doctor friends, no matter which world you are in, there are never too many. Who hasn't had a minor illness or disaster.

"Okay." The old dean smiled kindly, "If the florist feels uncomfortable, you can also call me." It's

good to be friends first.

In the future, I can come here often and invite many times, and one day, I can poach this corner away.

"If you say I'm not feeling well—it seems like I've been sleepwalking every night this week." Hua Xian frowned slightly, expressing his troubles, "What's even more strange is that when I was sleepwalking, I would swallow five or six nutrition bars and wake up the next day. After coming here, I still don't feel full, and I can still have breakfast."

The golden butterfly on her shoulder froze inexplicably.

The old dean looked at her, and said: "But you are so thin, and you take five or six nutrition bars every night, it shouldn't be your body type. Are you sure that those nutrition bars have been drunk into your stomach?" Hua Xian was

confused : "I'm not sure... But there's no one else in the store except me. There was a guy whose father was sick and went home on leave." The

old dean: "No one else?"

Yes!

His eyes fell on the Golden Wing Die.

Lord Marshal, you must have stolen it, right?

The Golden Winged Butterfly, sitting on Hua Xian's shoulder, gave the dean a sideways glance with a cold look.

The old dean coughed lightly in embarrassment. The majestic Marshal Qi Ming turned into a little butterfly, lived in the flower shop of other girls, and even ate other people's flowers secretly. The image of a great hero in Interstellar is about to collapse!

No, if he knows the secret, will he be assassinated?

The old dean obviously felt that Jin Yimingdie's eyes were getting colder and colder, and his neck was also chilly.

"Dean, is there a way to solve my sleepwalking disorder?"

The old dean felt that the female store manager was really wronged, but it was not easy to expose Mr. Marshal face to face, so he said, "It's not a serious problem. Sleepwalking is easy to cure. It's caused by the fatigue of the brain nerves. The florist sent a bottle of special medicine."