Chapter 781

Su Xinghui nodded, "Yes, this kind of flower is indeed easy to raise, quite strong."

Lu Xiaoya said, "It is indeed like this. Every time I suffer any setbacks, as long as I look at it, I don't feel aggrieved."

Su Xinghui looked at Lu Xiaoya, and then looked at the pot of sun flowers. Lu Xiaoya asked, "What are you looking at?"

Su Xinghui said, "Xiaoya, I think this sun flower is quite like you."

Lu Xiaoya asked, "Do you mean that I am as ordinary as a sun flower?"

Su Xinghui quickly said, "You misunderstood me. I mean, you are as beautiful, strong, optimistic, and positive as a sun flower, not the kind of delicate girl."

Lu Xiaoya covered her mouth and laughed. It turned out that she knew what Su Xinghui meant, and she was just teasing Su Xinghui just now.

Looking at Lu Xiaoya's cute appearance, Su Xinghui was stunned.

Seeing Su Xinghui looking at her blankly, Lu Xiaoya's face turned red again. Although she had already had intimacy between lovers with Su Xinghui, every time she saw Su Xinghui's eyes like this, she would still be a little shy.

Su Xinghui reached out and caught Lu Xiaoya's hand. Touching Lu Xiaoya's hand, he felt that Lu Xiaoya's hand was a little rough. He asked with a pained heart, "Xiaoya, why is your hand rough?"

Lu Xiaoya said, "It's okay. I ran to the flood fighting scene every day some time ago, exposed to the sun and rain, and didn't even have time to apply hand cream. Of course, my hands are rough. The flood season will end soon, and I don't have to run every day now. My hands will be better in a while. You won't dislike it, will you?"

Su Xinghui said, "How could I dislike it? But it's hard for you to be a reporter. For a girl like you, it's not easy."

Lu Xiaoya's eyebrows were full of smiles, "Didn't you just say that I am quite like this sun flower? Being a reporter is the profession I like, and I'm not afraid of hardship."

Su Xinghui nodded, stroking Lu Xiaoya's hand with a pained heart, as if wanting to smooth out Lu Xiaoya's somewhat rough hands.

What Lu Xiaoya felt from Su Xinghui's actions was deep love. She didn't know how happy she was. She couldn't help but stretch her head over and kissed Su Xinghui on the face.

Lu Xiaoya's kiss was like a flame falling on dry wood. Su Xinghui reached out and took Lu Xiaoya into his arms, lowered his head, and kissed her lips. The two kissed for at least a few minutes before separating. Lu Xiaoya's chest rose and fell, her face was flushed, her hair was scattered, and her appearance was so moving.

Lu Xiaoya looked at Su Xinghui and said, "Xinghui, I love you!"

Su Xinghui also said softly, "Xiaoya, I love you too!"

Lu Xiaoya looked at the mirror on the table, saw herself in the mirror, her face turned red again, picked up the comb, hummed a song, took off the rubber band that tied her hair, and combed her black and smooth long hair.

Su Xinghui smiled slightly, took the comb from her hand, and combed her hair for her. Lu Xiaoya also enjoyed this warm moment incomparably.

Su Xinghui said, "Xiaoya, do you know? I like girls with long hair the most. Your long hair is really too beautiful. I love you to death."

Lu Xiaoya said, "Then I will keep long hair for a lifetime."

Su Xinghui said, "I will comb your hair for a lifetime."