Jin Yuanyuan asked: “Isn’t this a bag from the flower shop?”
“As far as I know.” Ava looked very particular about flower arrangements, and analyzed to Jin Yuanyuan: “Generally, red roses are made of purple paper or golden skin. Don’t you think it is so red. Doesn’t it go well with gold and red?”
Jin Yuanyuan heard the words, stared at Hua carefully and studied it, shook her head, “No.”
“Hey…” Ava looked at Jin Yuanyuan’s innocent look and sighed helplessly.
What a fool, giving her such a hint, she couldn’t think of it.
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