When he was about to enter the valley, Cheng Haochen suddenly pulled Yu Keqing and said with a slightly mysterious smile: "Keqing, I have a little surprise for you. Close your eyes."
Accident? What kind of trick is this man going to do?
Yu Keqing still closed her eyes cooperatively and let him pull her away.
As soon as we entered the valley, we heard the clear and sweet sound of birds, the sound of water pouring down from the waterfall, and the scent of flowers in the air.
Although she hasn't opened her eyes yet, she still feels that this place is as beautiful as before.
"Okay, you can open your eyes."
Yu Keqing opened her eyes and she was under a phoenix tree.
Phoenix flowers bloom brilliantly on the leafy branches, each one is delicate and delicate, with a light fragrance.
And ropes hung down from the branches of the phoenix with blooming flowers.
Each rope hangs a card, and each card is in the shape of a tulip.
What makes Yu Keqing happy is that every card has her smiling face, and every smiling face is as bright as a summer flower.
The card swayed gently in the breeze, like a tree of butterflies dancing.
Yu Keqing found that there were words on the back of each card, so she gently picked up one and read it.
It says: Be your pillow.
She took another one and read: Be your human flesh bag.
She looked at each one carefully: Be your driver, be your rice cook...
"Haochen, this is..."
Cheng Haochen walked over and hugged her gently, with a smile on his face, "These are gift certificates of love. Each scroll has a privilege written on it, which can be redeemed for my services.
For example, if you are sick one day and need someone to take care of you, I can be your nanny; if you are tired and need someone to give you a massage, I will be your masseur; if you are cold in winter, I can be your massage therapist.
Hot water bottle; when you get hot in summer, I will be your ice pack..."
Pieces of emotion were like the mist of mist from the waterfall, covering her whole heart and turning into a deep warmth.
Her eye sockets were like the surface of the lake next to her, lifting up a burst of light smoke, and her eyes were shining through the branches, faintly reflecting the splendor.
"Haochen, you are so kind to me..." Yu Keqing choked up a little, her voice filled with infinite emotion.
Cheng Haochen gently stroked her black and soft hair, his eyes were shining, and his face was smiling like a spring breeze: