Just when Huang Xinying was still in a dreamlike world, Ye Hanyu's hand didn't know when there was an extra bouquet of roses.

Pink, a big handful.

Moreover, he was holding such a large bouquet of pink roses in his hand, and there was no sense of disobedience.

Hearing the movement, Huang Xinying's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she subconsciously moved her gaze from the sea of flowers to him.

The eyes that were shocked by the scene in front of him were still a little trance-like, and at this moment, it was even more unbelievable that his pupils were dilated.

She stared blank at him, her breath once again uncontrollably held.

Those beautiful eyes, which seemed to have barely blinked since they entered the second floor, were always wide open, and at this moment they were even more unprecedented, and they were fiercely amazed.

The well-cut black Armani suit, which matches his figure, is more and more tall and long, and his delicate facial features are like the best works of the painter's pen.

Huang Xinying even felt that because of the oversized bouquet of pink roses in his hand, it softened a lot, and the cold air that came out of his bones was compelling, like the momentum of dominating the world.

"I'll send you!" Ye Hanyu's deep voice lightly spit out these two words. The calm voice sounds emotionless, and the expression on his face looks particularly indifferent.

Just pretend to be a word, no need to explain more!

His movements were extremely casual and casual, but he was noble and elegant, and handed the rose in his hand to her.

The night boss, who has always been brazen, is like a shy and innocent little virgin man, blushing slightly.

The thin lips pursed into a cold arc, and the eyes looked at her uncomfortably, and then moved away, trying to forcibly save her dignity.

"Thank you." Huang Xinying's expression was still vaguely in a trance, she took it ignorantly, the ridiculously large bouquet in his hand, and there was an indescribable feeling in her heart.

His gaze moved down from his face to the pink roses.

It seems that this is still the big boss of the night, and one of the few people who spent all his efforts to send flowers to her in a serious way.

In the past, he was often disdainful of the vulgar and boring routine of sending flowers.

To send are the most expensive, such as diamonds, necklaces, sports cars, villas...

However, he also gave her a doll, but it was an unimaginably expensive, hand-made custom version of the Enchanted Doll.

The night boss, who has never had any romantic cells, almost always trapped her in Santa Fe Garden the rest of the time, not letting her go out for a step.

Moreover, the most romantic thing he has ever done, and the only most romantic and normal one, may be to take her to a concert.

He prefers to spend a little more time on dates without nutrition and develop her into someone as good as he is.

And, at the same time, it can also invisibly enhance the relationship between the two, why not?

To put it bluntly, in fact, this is just a gorgeous and impeccable excuse for the night boss to forcibly tie her to his side.

It's just that thanks to him, Huang Xinying is not professional in many skills such as horseback riding, golf, swimming, etc., but it is not enough to compare with the above, and more than enough to compare with the bottom.

Moreover, in the eyes of the night boss, the only thing she is not allowed to learn is all life-threatening actions, and other than that, everything else is barely acceptable.

For example, he can drive Pope Xinying, but she is never allowed to race, and her speed is always limited to less than 60 km/h.

Don't doubt it, the night boss is like this, domineering and unreasonable.

Huang Xinying collected her thoughts, her eyes were still fixed on the bouquet of pink roses, if she remembered correctly, the flower language of pink roses was: first love, eternal love.

She was his first love, and he was her first love.

This is an undeniable fact.

So, needless to say, she should be able to understand what this means.

At the same time, Huang Xinying also felt helpless, the way of the night boss to favor his wife can only be described in one word, trench!

Just one word, no need to explain more, don't spend millions of spoiled wives, I'm embarrassed to say, it's a domineering president-style pet!