Cold scene.

There has never been a weirder moment than now.

The nurse came to help Sikong Yinger put the flowers into the vase.

Sikong Ying'er didn't mind a smile: "Does Master Mo often send flowers to Miss Bai?"

Mo Liuyuan didn't speak. He seemed to have returned to the non-verbal self, but there was a hint of enchanting light in the corners of his eyes.[

Bai Yunshang nodded and replied: "He has this habit."

Mo Liuyuan likes plants; he also thinks that sending flowers is a kind of etiquette. He used to have the habit of sending her flowers regularly. Until now, his habit has not changed.

Sikong Ying'er asked enviously: "Often?"

Bai Yunshang: "About once a week."

Sikong Ying'er glanced at Mo Liuyuan with a smile, her eyes were extremely sad, and then she glanced at Sikong Zeye, looking for comfort. Sikong Zeye's eyes stung her, so she had to look at the flower arranger: "Remember to add some flowers to the flowers."

A spoonful of sugar."

"..."

Sikong Ying'er sighed and said: "Even flowers like sweetness. Adding a spoonful of sugar or watering the flowers with sugar water can extend their lifespan. The same goes for women. With Master Mo's careful care, they are indeed bright and beautiful."

Sikong Zeye pulled the chair hard and made a sound: "Are you thirsty?"

Obviously, he is quite unhappy now, and a bouquet of flowers can ruin his mood.

He didn't have such romantic feelings, so he gave Bai Yunshang a bouquet of flowers every week. Thinking about it carefully, the only time he gave it to Bai Yunshang was when he and Bai Yunshang were walking in the square and happened to see a vendor selling flowers.

Fragrant Assam black tea, served with rock sugar and milk.

Mo Liuyuan scooped a small spoonful of rock sugar into Bai Yunshang's teacup, stirred it gently, and the aroma of tea emerged...

Sikong Zeye said quietly: "As far as I know, Miss Bai doesn't like sweet things?"

Mo Liuyuan slightly raised his red lips: "Black tea is an exception."

"Why is black tea an exception?" Sikong Ying'er asked curiously.

"Because she doesn't like hard things."

Sikong Ying'er smiled and said: "Is it bitter? Why don't I feel..."

Bai Yunshang smiled: "It's a little bitter."

"The mellow taste is all in this little bit of bitterness... Miss Bai doesn't like it, does that mean she doesn't like drinking tea anymore?"[

Bai Yunshang nodded and said, "Yes."

Sikong Ying'er thought thoughtfully: "Then he knows everything you like?"
Chapter completed!