Savage Love On His Wheelchair novel Chapter 251

"You're real silly and cute!" Wilson stroked her hair a few times and looked at her with a doting face, but felt a tug on his coat.

Lowering his head, Wilson saw a little girl of about eight. Nine years old little girl, big eyes, blond hair, tied with two cute ponytail, very cute.

"Uncle, buy flowers for your lover!" The little girl blinked her big eyes and long eyelashes, fluttering and flickering, and said to Wilson in fluent Italian.

"Little friend, how do you know he's my lover?"

Wilson squatted down, hands gently on the little girl's shoulders, said in a gentle tone.

The little girl looked at Rosemary and smiled brightly, "Because you were just kissing! My mommy said that when a man and a woman kiss, that means that the man and the woman are very close, and since your relationship is so good, shouldn't you buy a flower and give it to your lover?"

"We're a couple, not lovers!"

Wilson looked at the fair-skinned little girl in front of him and smiled.

"In that case, that means you have a better relationship as a couple than as lovers, so all the more reason for uncle to buy a flower and give it to your wife!" The little girl was very good at talking, and the smile on her little face was extraordinarily bright.

Wilson stroked the little girl's hair, smiled faintly, and asked softly, "How much is one?"

"A bouquet of roses for ten Hugo!"

"Take it all!"

Wilson drew out twenty Hugo from his wallet and handed it to the little girl.

Then he took a bouquet of flowers inside her basket and said with a smile, "The rest, it's a tip for you!"

The little girl smiled faintly and bowed slightly to Wilson, "Uncle, your wife is beautiful, she loves you very much!" Said, tiptoe, in Wilson's cheek a kiss, and then ran away.

Looking at Wilson, Rosemary said curiously, "What did she say to you!"

"That little girl said that you are beautiful and you love me so much that she asked me to buy you flowers!"

"Really?" Rosemary looked at Wilson in disbelief, "You're telling me the opposite!"

"If you don't believe me, just call her back and ask?"

"Forget it, you know full well that I won't go to a little kid to testify against this, and you said that on purpose!" Glaring at him, pretending to be angry, he said.

"Here you go!" Wilson handed the rose in his hand to Rosemary.

The roses were simply tied up with a cute bow, but in Rosemary's opinion, they were the most beautiful flowers she had ever received.

"How petty, people send roses in bunches, but you send one!" Taking the roses, Rosemary whispered.

"As long as you like it, I'll bring you your favorite perfumed lilies every day from now on, okay?"

"How do you know I like perfumed lilies?" Not many people knew that she liked lilies, and he had just woken up, so how did he know that he liked lilies?

Stepping forward and taking his hand, he said, "As long as I have a heart, whatever you like or dislike, I will know!"

"Really?"

It would be nice if Tina was here too. For foodies like them, travel and food, that is absolutely inseparable.

It was getting dark, and the roads on both sides began to light up, until it was all dark. Rosemary looked at the roadside, and the lights all around were lit up, put far away, like two long golden dragons, winding and twisting.

Venice is so beautiful at night, it's gorgeous!

"Rosemary, why aren't you eating?"

"What a picturesque night view!"

Rosemary looked at Wilson and sighed softly.

No wonder people now like to travel abroad, before she did not feel so much, just want to go to their favorite places, but now ......

She really likes the scenery here, if she can find a town here, buy a house and settle here, maybe it is also a good choice.

"But it's beautiful!" Wilson's eyes were all Rosemary inside, and what he saw, naturally, was the most beautiful!

Propping up the minibus and watching, Rosemary sat in the inside seat, Wilson sat in the seat on the other side, and the two sat quietly looking at the scenery on both sides of the river, no one spoke.

It took a while before Rosemary turned back to the oysters, picked up the freshly grilled ones, and ate them.

"Eh, it's good," the barbecue here tastes the same as at home, it just doesn't taste the same!