flying planet

When Ye Xiwu got off the car, she had an extra flower basket full of baby's breath in her hand, because the bouquet was full and the rattan basket was exquisite, it was very beautiful in her hand, and it was eye-catching and eye-catching.

These days, the number of times he comes to Xinglai Hotel has almost caught up with the regular customers. The lady at the front desk is already familiar with him. The little girl likes flowers. She runs over to take pictures when she sees them from a distance. She will act like a baby and ask him if he is planning to give it to him. Who, whether to sell or not.

"If you want to buy flowers, go to my store and pick them out. I'll give you [-]% off." Ye Xiwu said with a smile to everyone, "But this basket can't be sold, I'll give it to your boss."

The little girl didn't believe it: "Why does our boss like flowers?"

Ye Xiwu jokingly said: "He likes the one I gave it to you."

The garden glass restaurant on the top floor was reserved by Jian Xing in advance. Ye Xiwu still felt strange that there was no one there. The waiter led him to the seat and served the pre-dinner wine attentively. When the band entered, Ye Xiwu The wine in his mouth almost spit out in one gulp.

"..." After Huang Duoduo's experience, he now has a psychological shadow on eating and listening to music.

The waiter explained: "It's just some light music, you can listen to it as you like."

So Ye Xiwu waited for the prelude of the music with complicated and apprehensive feelings. Fortunately, there were no strange songs this time. As the waiter said, it was indeed light music.

Although there was no one in the restaurant, Ye Xiwu didn't feel bored, and Jian Xing came soon after, and it was rare that Zhang Weinian didn't follow him.

The man opened the door, refused the waiter's service, pulled out a chair and sat opposite Ye Xiwu.

For some reason, Ye Xiwu became a little nervous.

Jian Xinglai didn't take off the hat on her head, and didn't ask for pre-dinner wine, but still had a can of Coca-Cola.

"For you." Ye Xiwu passed the flower basket full of stars across the table.

Jian Xing took a look at the flower and asked, "You did it?"

Ye Xiwu smiled and said, "Of course I did it."

Jian Xinglai lowered his eyes, his expression seemed a little happy, he took the flowers and placed them beside him.

Ye Xiwu looked around and asked for something to say: "Why are there just the two of us, and there is no business for dinner at night?"

Jian Xinglai said lightly, "I've reserved the venue."

Ye Xiwu: "..."

Jian Xing came to take a sip of Coke: "There are so many people that it's hard to talk."

Ye Xiwu let out an "ah", and didn't know what Jian Xinglai wanted to say to him. At this time, the waiter began to serve appetizers. Jian Xinglai was the kind of person who didn't talk when sleeping or eating. He signaled a "eat " gesture, not much desire to talk.

After the main meal was over, Jian Xinglai wiped her lips with a napkin, and finally said the first sentence: "I have prepared the key for you."

Ye Xiwu had just put the last bite of beef into his mouth, and it was stuck in his throat and he almost couldn't get it out. He took a big sip of water before he said in embarrassment: "It's really not urgent..."

Jian Xinglai frowned a little: "Are you in no hurry, or you don't want to."

Ye Xiwu let out an "ah" and muttered, "I'm not unhappy either..."

Jian Xing stopped talking, he took out a box from his pocket, opened it and there was a pair of keys inside, and pushed it in front of Ye Xiwu: "Take it."

Ye Xiwu: "..." He always felt that looking so formal was like giving a ring.

Jian Xinglai continued: "I have prepared other things."

Ye Xiwu: "??"

As soon as he finished speaking, a gorgeous firework exploded suddenly in the night sky outside the glass restaurant. Ye Xiwu was startled. He raised his head and looked at the glass roof full of light in disbelief. .

The band withdrew at some point and was replaced by a violinist. A few chefs came up with a cake, with a royal salute next to it.

"This was recommended by Zhang Weinian." Jian Xinglai crossed his arms and looked up at the fireworks with him.

It took Ye Xiwu a while to recover her voice: "I remember you were set off with 99 fireworks when you proposed last time."

"Yeah." Jian Xinglai didn't feel ashamed, admitted generously, and added calmly after a while, "So this time I'm going to put 999 flowers."

Ye Xiwu: "..."

Jian Xinglai emphasized: "I arranged this."

Ye Xiwu sighed: "It's already midnight after watching."

Jian Xinglai seemed to have just thought of this question, and frowned again, but his attention turned quickly, and he urged again: "The key."

Ye Xiwu could only put the box into her pocket.

Jian Xing seemed to be finally satisfied this time. He sat in a relaxed posture, placed the baby's breath flower basket Ye Xiwu sent on his lap, and gently held his arms, as if hugging him in his arms.

Ye Xiwu watched the fireworks for a while, then turned her head to look at Jian Xinglai's side face. The firework light from the roof passed through the glass like fragments of meteors and landed on the man's face, shining brightly and movingly.

"Do you like flowers?" Ye Xiwu asked suddenly.

Jian Xinglai looked down at Mantianxing in his arms, and he smiled at Ye Xiwu.

"Like it." He said so.

It was already past 12 o'clock in the morning when the fireworks were over. Ye Xiwu followed Jian Xing downstairs, only to find that a large group of people were still gathered around to watch the fireworks. No matter how far they came, the hotel had to dispatch security guards to maintain order.

Seeing Ye Xiwu come down from the top, there were enthusiastic passers-by who asked, "Is the glass restaurant covered today? Who's on top? Is it a marriage proposal?"

"..." Ye Xiwu had a complex expression of not knowing what to say.

The passer-by sighed again: "It's too rich and too romantic, it's true love at first glance, if I definitely agree to marry right away!"

Ye Xiwu: "..."

Zhang Weinian was waiting for the two of them in the lobby, and seeing Jian Xing came with an extremely doggy expression asking for credit.

"Are the fireworks beautiful?" He asked Ye Xiwu excitedly.

Ye Xiwu almost rolled her eyes, but because of Jian Xing's face, she had no choice but to bear the humiliation and said: "It looks good."

Zhang Weinian's eyes were dazzled with a smile: "It's fine if you like it." He looked at Mantianxing in Jian Xinglai's arms, "Boss, let me get it for you?"

Jian Xinglai didn't move: "Is my hand broken?"

"?" Zhang Weinian was inexplicable, "No..."

Jian Xinglai: "Then what can you help me with?"

Zhang Weinian: "..."

Jian Xinglai ignored his secretary. He looked at Ye Xiwu and said, "Zhang Weinian will help you move tomorrow. Don't delay any longer. Don't make me unhappy."

Ye Xiwu really had a headache with his temper: "I have a lot of things, you have to wait for me to sort them out."

Jian Xinglai pursed her lips, looking a little unhappy already.

"Okay." He finally compromised unwillingly, "I'll give you a day, and I'll pick you up the day after tomorrow."

"There are a lot of things" is not a lie to a certain extent. Apart from personal items, Ye Xiwu also has a lot of potted plants, flower seeds and materials that he has to bring with him. The dried jasmine flowers he made a while ago have also been completed. Yes, Ye Xiwu found a time to string ten small white flowers together. The petals and flower shape are very beautiful. Although the fragrance is not as strong as when it was fresh, it is still fragrant and pleasant.

Chen Lai was very happy to hear that he was going to move out, so he simply moved his flower pots to the studio, occupying the place where Ye Xiwu used to sleep.

This last nest was taken away by others, and Ye Xiwu resigned to her fate and stopped struggling.

After packing up all the bonsai on the first day, Jian Xing came in person early the next morning.

Ye Xiwu stood in the conservatory and looked down. Jian Xinglai just got out of his G500. He raised his head, and Ye Xiwu in the greenhouse waved to him.

For a moment, Jian Xing came back to the university in a trance.

The sunlight of that day was like champagne with bubbles, flowing on the flower wall in the conservatory. He woke up from his afternoon nap and saw Ye Xiwu's sleeping face.

Ever since Jian Xing came to occupy the imperial concubine's couch, Ye Xiwu has never taken a nap, either reading a book or pruning flowers and plants. I don't know if she is too tired after finishing work, so Ye Xiwu just lay on him defenselessly. beside.

Jian Xing has never had the experience of sharing a bed with anyone since he was eight years old, so he was so frightened that he didn't know what to do next.

Ye Xiwu fell asleep peacefully all the time, his breathing was steady, unknown bright petals fell on the ends of his naturally curly soft hair, and even his breath seemed to be tainted with a sweet smell.

Jian Xinglai slowly held his breath, closed his eyes, and couldn't wake up the other party from the beginning to the end.