Shi Wangyue was just about to call Ning Youguang to ask where the gift was, when he noticed the trunk of a Lexus in front of him was open, revealing a large bouquet of baby's breath. It filled the rainy afternoon with waves of floral fragrance, sweeping away the gloom in his heart.
The surprise was far from over.
Soon after, his beloved, with a smile in her eyes, stepped out of the car.
Dazzling as smoke.
Like a branch of pear blossom catching the spring breeze, she approached him suddenly, bringing softness and the splendor of the four seasons straight to his heart.
Shi Wangyue stood stunned, his breath paused.
"How's this gift?" Ning Youguang leaned against the car and smiled gently.
Shi Wangyue's eyes were moist, he opened his lips, and after a moment he spoke:
"The gift is so exquisite—" making the recipient feel unworthy.
"As long as you like it, let's go, I'll take you to the movies."
Already came down to pick up the gift, which means he's not busy.
