The island is planted with many flowers.
The gardener hired by Ya Shitian took good care of the flowers, and they are in full bloom these days.
Early in the morning, he went out and personally cut some beautiful ones to bring back.
The flowers were handed to Ye Anqi.
"For you, do you like them?" Ya Shitian asked charmingly.
The flowers were beautiful, still adorned with crystal-clear beads of water.
Ye Anqi could smell the faint fragrance of the flowers.
Women all love flowers, and the ones given by Ya Shitian could make any woman ecstatic.
The maid beside them was already lovestruck.
But Ye Anqi just glanced at them, "Did you cut these?"
"Flowers for you naturally had to be cut by me personally."
"How many did you cut?"
Ya Shitian smiled, "11 flowers, meaning for eternity."
So romantic...
The maids became even more smitten.
