Su Mohan bent his legs and squatted in front of the flower bucket, although he was still not very satisfied, but now that the time was urgent, he couldn't wait for Concubine Ye to nod, so he couldn't care so much.

"Hey... What are you doing, young man, how do you throw good flowers on the ground? The proprietress was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly spoke to stop her.

It turned out that Su Mohan picked left and right, but he still felt that some of the flaws of the flowers were too heavy, which made him unbearable, so he simply picked out all the ones that he felt were unpleasant and threw them on the ground, intending to pick out the ones that could barely be seen and send them back to Concubine Ye.

"Young man... You ......" The proprietress saw that Su Mohan didn't pay attention to her at all, and immediately became a little anxious, Su Mohan frowned and threw out a stack of hairy grandpa, which directly made the proprietress eyes light up, sat aside and counted the money, and didn't care about Su Mohan anymore.

After picking it out, Su Mohan picked out about twenty champagne-colored roses, the tender pink blended with a faint yellow, indescribably delicate and mellow, swept the bucket on the ground, and added a few stars, Su Mohan directly pulled a piece of kraft wrapping paper printed with English letters by himself, and hurriedly tied the bouquet together.

"Young man, I'll help you wrap it, you're too hasty...... It's not going to work......"

Su Mohan ignored her, ran out directly with the bouquet, returned to the hospital and dragged a yellowed dead grass in the flower bed, tied up the bouquet, and then hurriedly took the elevator.

Sitting in the elevator, Su Mohan panted heavily, and his hand holding the bouquet was sweating a lot, although he had already said that I love you, but at this moment, he was inexplicably nervous, and he could even clearly feel his heart that was too strong.

The moment the elevator reopened, Su Mohan took a few deep breaths, and the moment he stood in front of the door of the ward, he was a little timid.

Damn it!

It turns out to be so troublesome to ask for a woman!

Unexpectedly... even asked him Su Mohan to confess.

"Young Master?" Just as the strong man in black opened his mouth to ask, Su Mohan pushed open the door and walked in.

Concubine Ye turned her head and looked at the sweaty man in surprise and the extraordinarily beautiful bouquet of roses in his hand.

The two looked at each other for a while, and Concubine Ye opened her mouth slightly: "You ......"

"Here you go."

Su Mohan looked away unnaturally like a hairy boy, and he didn't do any of the scenes he had rehearsed countless times in his mind, and in the end, he threw the flower in his hand in front of Concubine Ye, and then sat on the edge of the bed with a drag, looking like the biggest in the world.

Concubine Ye subconsciously reached out to catch the roses he threw over, the champagne-colored roses in her hand were simple and clean, and the packaging was also very low-key and atmospheric, but where did he get a bouquet of roses so quickly?

Concubine Ye turned her head to look at Su Mohan with some confusion, could it be that he just slammed the door to buy this?

"What are you?" Concubine Ye stared at the man in front of her, she really couldn't understand why this man suddenly ran out like a convulsion, and then came back with a bouquet of flowers, and then he threw it directly to her?

Su Mohan furrowed his brows and said impatiently, "Confess." ”

"I refuse!"

Concubine Ye is not light, she has been confessed many times since she was a child, but I have never seen anyone confess like this!

"You dare!" Su Mohan's tone sank a little suddenly, and he almost ate her by staring at Concubine Ye.