Was he going to let her have a meal here, and in the end he was arrested to wash the dishes because he didn't have enough money to pay the bill?

Yan Ling sat on the chair, anxiously waiting for Yi Haiyin, who was gone.

Just as she was struggling with whether to call him, she suddenly saw a familiar figure walk in from outside the restaurant.

In his hand, holding a large bouquet of roses, he strode towards her.

The red and charming roses and his handsome figure set off a strong contrast.

He was dressed in a white suit and held a large bouquet of red roses in his hand, like a prince riding a white horse, walking in front of Yan Ling step by step

Hand the flower in her hand.

"What others have, you want to have." Yi Haiyin's cold voice, like a bell and a drum, resounded in Yan Ling's ears.

She looked at Yi Haiyin holding the roses blankly, and the joke she told Xia Changyue flashed in her mind.

At that time, she just said casually and asked Xia Changyue to give her a bouquet, but she didn't expect that he would take it to heart.

In front of Yan Ling's eyes, it seemed that he had appeared again, and the picture of him holding her just now and looking for something on the road had been there.

"You were looking for a flower shop just now" Yan Ling raised his head and saw the thin sweat on his forehead, and his heart felt like he had been hit hard by something.

"Do you like it" Yi Haiyin didn't answer the rhetorical question, her glass-like eyes stared at her fixedly.

"I like it" Yan Ling hugged the roses he gave and nodded heavily.

Hearing this, Yi Haiyin smiled suddenly.

The smile that gently raises the corners of his mouth is like a breeze blowing on his face, and like a snow lotus blooming, with an indescribable infectiousness

This was the second time Yan Ling saw him smile, but he was still stunned, and he couldn't come back to his senses for half a sound.

She suddenly felt that the way he laughed overshadowed the flowers in her hands.

"If you like it, I like it." Yi Haiyin stepped forward, stretched out his hand and hugged her into his arms along with the flower.

knew that he should be talking about flowers, but inexplicably, Yan Ling just felt that what he meant by that sentence was to say that she liked flowers and he liked her

It's so shy

Yan Ling broke free from his arms, sat on the chair with his ass, and covered his crimson face with flowers.

Yi Haiyin is usually cold to everyone, she always likes to sit quietly alone, and she is so alienated that people dare not approach, but she never thought that he would chase after the girl, and he was simply an old driver

Western food, roses, plus his cold and unintentional behavior

Especially he always likes to whisper in her ear in that extraordinarily innocent and innocent voice, "girlfriend girlfriend"

It's as if the word "girlfriend" can become a spell and imprison her by his side.

The more Yan Ling thought about it, the redder his face became, and in the end, he couldn't wait to bury his face in the saucer.

"Ling'er" Yi Haiyin's cold voice revealed a hint of restraint, and his eyes stared at her with burning eyes.

Yan Ling's face, which was already crimson, immediately seemed to be ignited, and it turned red with a swish.

"Don't call my name in that tone" is simply seducing her into sin

"I'm full, thank you for inviting me to dinner, I'll go home first." Yan Ling took advantage of the fact that he still had a trace of sanity, and hurriedly reached out to hug the roses on the table, and turned around to run.

As soon as she took a step, Yi Haiyin had already reached out and grabbed her arm, "Ling'er is waiting for me." ”