Mr.Mo's eternal love: sweet wife, please come to my arms

The roof is very large, which has been transformed into a very beautiful glass sunshine room and a very comfortable rest place.

But these are not the key points. The most unexpected thing is that the sunshine room is full of her favorite Hydrangea!

Light pink, lavender, sky blue

Many, many

Now the summer of early June is the flowering time of Hydrangea, and each flower is gorgeous and beautiful.

Yan Xinxin really didn't expect that there was such a beautiful sea of hydrangeas on the top floor of the apartment where Mo Chuxi lived!

Looking at the Hydrangea in front of him, Yan Xinxin felt that the bad things he had encountered in recent days were slowly beginning to be cured.

She smiled, raised her lips, stretched out her white fingers and slowly fell on the petals of a light pink hydrangea.

"Don't touch it."

Just as the fingertips were about to touch the petals, someone's voice made Yan Xinxin's fingers shrink suddenly.

She looked up and saw that Mo Chuxi was wearing simple and clean Beige casual clothes and trousers. She was handsome, but she was still handsome.

Does this arrogant man use up all his smiles in his last life, so there is only such an expression that others owe him $5 million in this life?

"President of Mexico University can be generous enough to invite me to your house. Will he be stingy enough not to allow me to touch the flowers here?"

Yan Xinxin deliberately used a teasing tone, and then turned around and gave Mo Chuxi a back.

Originally, she was in a bad mood, but now, looking at a large area of her favorite flowers, her mood is different.

Mo Chuxi stood in place and looked at Yan Xinxin's figure for several seconds. Then he stepped forward.

He stepped on the small steps and walked into the roof. The faint fragrance of flowers was absorbed into his nose.

"President of ink University, I can't see that you can still plant flowers, and all of them are hydrangeas. Do you like hydrangeas so much?"

Yan asked suspiciously, looking around and appreciating the flowers.

Mo Chuxi gently picked his sword eyebrow.

"Also?"

"Yes."

Yan Xinxin nodded and suddenly turned his small face with a smile.

"Hydrangea is also my favorite flower!"

She told her frankly, but suddenly looked back at the curved smile, which caught Mo Chuxi off guard.

The moonlight shines on Yan Xinxin's fresh and delicate face.

Mo Chuxi's eyes moved slightly. For a moment, he seemed to see someone's smiling face many years ago. The girl suddenly turned back and told him, "Hydrangea, I like it best!"

He can't forget his smile all his life.

"Eh? This is... "

While appreciating Hydrangea, Yan Xinxin inadvertently found a photo frame on a milky white table.

The protagonist in the photo is a pair of very beautiful boys and girls, and the little girl who relies on the boy is holding a bunch of very beautiful hydrangeas in her hand.

Hearing this, Mo Chuxi immediately drew back his mind and saw Yan Xinxin looking at the photo with low eyes. Junrong sank. He immediately strode forward to turn over the photo and stood in front of Yan Xinxin with a cold face.

“……”

How does it seem that... I provoked him again?

Seeing murchuxi's frozen face, Yan Xinxin already had this feeling.

"I didn't mean to see your picture, but I just glanced at it."

He explained quietly, and suddenly wanted to know something inexplicably.

"Is the boy in the picture you? So that little girl... Is that the thousand wishes you have been longing for? "