Seeing that Fu Tingshen had not taken the bouquet for a long time, Shen Qingqiu's eyes flashed with a fleeting tension. He grabbed the bouquet with both hands and asked carefully, "Don't you like it?"

Fu Tingshen suddenly came to his senses, saw the woman's nervous expression, and rushed to take the bouquet, "I like it."

As if he felt that just two words were not sincere enough, he added: "I like it very much."

Hearing this, Shen Qingqiu breathed a sigh of relief.

This is the first time she has prepared a surprise for a man when she has grown up.

I have always been worried that Fu Tingshen would not like it.

But why would Fu Tingshen not like it?

He used to never understand why women like surprises, nor why a simple bouquet of flowers could make them happy all day.

But today he seemed to understand.

Surprises and flowers are just part of making them happy, and truly making them happy is the thought that the beloved is willing to spend on themselves.

Their happiness is never how precious this gift is, but the sincerity and care that you are willing to spend your time, energy, and careful preparation.

I am happy that this surprise and flowers come from my beloved, unique and exclusive to me.

Fu Tingshen stared at her without a moment, his dark pupils exuded a breathtaking dark light.

The flush on Shen Qingqiu's cheeks gradually spread to the roots of his ears, the earlobes were faintly itchy, and his heartbeat couldn't help but accelerate, "Can you stop looking at me like this..."

She always felt that burning and fatal danger was like a beast staring at her favorite prey, as if she would swallow her into her stomach anytime and anywhere.

Fu Tingshen stepped forward, took her hand, and the warm smile in his eyes was filled with a smile, "I'm thinking about what surprise gifts are waiting for me next."

The moment the skin touched each other, Shen Qingqiu clearly felt the scorching temperature of the man's palm, and she couldn't help feeling nervous.

She took a deep breath, and the curve of her chest was rising and falling.

Fu Tingshen stared at her, and his dark pupils became dim in an instant.

Holding the woman's hand couldn't help but tighten a little.

"Let's have a meal first." Shen Qingqiu said.

Fu Tingshen nodded, "Listen to you."

The beating candlelight and the dim light create an indescribable ambiguous atmosphere.

Fu Tingshen looked at Shen Qingqiu sitting opposite him, and his eyes were filled with indescribable secret addiction.

The fluorescent candlelight outlines Shen Qingqiu's flawless face, with the extremely beautiful outline half-light and half-darkness, and the delicate facial features are like fine brushwork.

The eyebrows and eyes were curved in just the right arc, and a little more upward was flirting. Even so, it looked like a secret look at it, and it did not conflict with the coldness that came with her body, and it looked like a demon and a fairy.

Looking at the beauty under the lamp should have a unique flavor.

The ancients did not deceive me.

Shen Qingqiu picked up the wine glass and looked at Fu Tingshen with a smile, "Finally, I sincerely wish you a happy birthday."

"Then can I make a wish?" Fu Tingshen's eyebrows raised, and his thin lips curled up with a curve that seemed to be there and not, revealing a bit of evil charm.

"Let's have dinner first." Shen Qingqiu lowered his eyes, covering the emotions in his eyes.

But the hand holding the goblet trembled faintly, revealing her inner tension.

Fu Tingshen did not speak and drank the wine in the goblet in one goblet.

But his black eyes stared at Shen Qingqiu deeply, and his eyes looked very much like prey staring at the prey that was entering his encirclement.

"I haven't made French cuisine for a long time, try it and see how it tastes." Shen Qingqiu said.

Only then did Fu Tingshen turn his attention to the dishes in front of him, and look at the exquisite platter, "Did you make it yourself?"

Shen Qingqiu nodded, "I just don't know if it suits your appetite."

Under her gaze, Fu Tingshen tasted the warm foie gras salad in front of him.

The man's every move was filled with a natural noble spirit. Even if it was just an inadvertent glance, it made people put all their attention on him and could no longer look away.

His clearly silhouetted face was handsome and indifferent. The candlelight fell on his face, as if a layer of golden light was coated with a faint golden light, as if he was unwilling to invade the exiled immortal.

Even if you often face such a face, you will be amazed every time you concentrate on appreciating it.

Watching the man chewing slowly, Shen Qingqiu curled up his nervous fingertips, and a hint of nervousness emerged in his eyes, "Does it taste good?"

"Very great." Fu Tingshen praised without hesitation.

Of course, the best praise is to eat all the food on the plate.

Sure enough, when Shen Qingqiu saw all the food, the smile in his eyes became a little stronger.

She held her cheek with one hand and looked at Fu Tingshen, "Do you know why you want to give it to you, Platycodon?"

Fu Tingshen shook his head, looked gentle, and listened to Shen Qingqiu's explanation patiently.

"The owner of the flower shop told me that platycodon is also called thornless rose. Its flower language is 'The unchanging love is only for you. I am full of caution about the world, but in front of you I am willing to take down all my defenses and embrace you'."

"Actually, I know that these flower languages ​​are just given to them by people for marketing, but in the face of such special flower languages, I still can't help but want to buy them for you. Thank you for meeting you in my lifetime, and for your tolerance for me."

I originally thought that being abandoned on the day of her marriage was the most embarrassing attitude in her life, but God pushed Fu Ting deep into her eyes when she was most embarrassing, giving her new meaning again.

"Isn't it my luck to meet you in this life?" Fu Tingshen said.

Shen Qingqiu's face was filled with bright and charming smiles. Under the illumination of candlelight, her face that was inverted by all beings made even more beautiful.

After eating, Shen Qingqiu took Fu Tingshen's hand and walked to the entrance of the stairs.

The entire staircase is paved with rose petals, and different gifts are placed in corresponding positions.

Each gift is decorated with a different number of balloons.

"These are different gifts I have prepared for you at different ages." Shen Qingqiu held his hand and explained, "Everyone has lived his past and past. I regret not meeting you when I was young and young, but I want to say that I didn't have time to participate in your past, and I will accompany you to the end!"

"Of course, the reason for doing this is to make up for the regrets of not participating in your past. I hope to leave more shadows about me in your memory."

Seeing that Fu Tingshen did not speak, Shen Qingqiu lowered his eyes, covering the emotions in his eyes, and said self-deprecatingly: "Do you think I'm too greedy?"

Everyone understands the truth, but once it is involved in themselves, no matter how smart a person is, it will become unreasonable.

Shen Qingqiu felt that what he said just now was really stupid.

Just when she was secretly upset, a black shadow fell in front of her.
Chapter completed!