He held a big bouquet of roses in his hands, his tall stature leaning against the car, his dark eagle eyes fixedly watching her come out of the car.
After Qin Mu came out, she glanced at him across the car then quietly shifted her gaze away, looking towards what was in his arms, then walked around the front of the car with her bag on her back.
The setting sun was infinitely beautiful, and the weather was not too stifling. They stood at just the right distance from each other.
When Qin Mu took the flowers, Mu Yichen bent down to take her bag, but his dark eyes kept watching where her gaze lingered.
"Not bad, but not as fresh as in the morning."
Qin Mu gently plucked a petal, twirling it as she looked in the direction of the setting sun, then tossed the petal away and turned to walk inside.
The red petal dazzled in the sunlight, stunningly beautiful.
She dared not linger and walked briskly inside.
Mu Yichen gave a helpless chuckle, not as fresh as this morning?
