Ye Feimo hesitated for a long time, and finally said a relatively complete sentence. Wen Nuan was stunned, and the depression in his heart seemed to be stabbed by these words, and it immediately dissipated.
His embarrassment, his fondness, and his lowered voice completely pleased Wen Nuan.
She had always been unsure about his intentions, and she was inevitably uneasy in her heart. But now, a wave of ecstasy came over her, and a happy smile passed through her warm lips.
He has been texting for so long just to say this?
She bit her lip, holding back her smile, and her eyes stung slightly. For some reason, she felt more hesitant and sad, as if she had been waiting for his words for countless years and finally waited.
When you have longed for certain feelings or someone for a long time, and suddenly get them, you will feel really sad and happy.
"Nuan Nuan, are you listening?" Ye Feimo asked in a deep voice, Nuan Nuan covered the corners of his lips, tears burst out of his eyes, slid down his cheeks and fell on his hands, and he cried away from the depressed mood today.
"I went to the bathroom. I didn't hear what you just said." Wen Nuan said, his smile even sweeter.
The sound of beep beep beep came from the machine, and Wen Nuan laughed. This guy became angry with embarrassment. She knew he would be like this. If she asked him to say this a second time, he would definitely not want to.
Unexpectedly, his actions to express his feelings were so decisive and rough.
Just as she was about to call him, Ye Feimo called. Nuan Nuan pursed his lips slightly, feeling sweet in his heart, and answered, "Why are you acting like this? Are you having a bad temper? Then don't call me."
She can call her.
Ye Feimo snorted coldly, seemingly uncomfortable, and changed the subject, "What are you doing?"
"sleep."
"Didn't you get enough sleep after a whole day?"
"I'm drunk, I have a headache." Wen Nuan said, sleeping sideways on the bed and chatting with her. Wen's mother originally wanted to ask her to go downstairs, thinking she was in a bad mood, and she had a fight with Ye Feimo, but when she saw her smiling and cheerful
Ye Feimo chatted, and she also breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and went downstairs.
"Why did you drink so much today?"
"I'm glad, Mandong and I are having a drinking contest. She has a good drinking capacity, but I get drunk after just four drinks. How can I be her match?" Wen Nuan said with a smile, and asked, "What are you doing?"
"watch fireworks."
She laughed. When did he have the leisure to watch fireworks? Maybe at home, the children were setting off fireworks, but she really couldn't imagine what Ye Feimo looked like watching the fireworks.
"Does it look good?"
"Well, it's very beautiful." Ye Feimo said, smiled warmly, turned over again, facing the window, and suddenly a firework shot into the air. She smiled, "There are also fireworks outside my window."
"Can you see it?"
"You can see the fireworks in the distance, but you can see the fireworks in the distance. You can't see the fireworks in full bloom." Wen Nuan said with a smile. His mood was very dull just now, but now he is cheerful.
Is this considered reconciliation?
A faint smile appeared on the corner of Nuan Nuan's lips, and she just reconciled. She said that she liked him, and she would forgive him this time, but there were still some things that she had to ask clearly, and she couldn't just let him go so easily.
"Nuan Nuan, the fireworks are really beautiful." Ye Feimo repeated.
"It's not like I haven't seen fireworks before." Nuan Nuan mumbled and said in a low voice, "Is it as good as me?"
"Fireworks are more beautiful." Ye Feimo said sincerely. Nuan Nuan scolded her in a low voice. Ye Feimo just smiled and said, "Why do you like champagne roses? They are not as beautiful as red roses."
"Who said that?" Wen Nuan protested, "There's something wrong with your aesthetics."
“Why do you like Champagne Rose?”
"Do you know the flower language of champagne roses?" Nuan Nuan asked.
Ye Feimo paused for a long time, "I don't know what it is, let me tell you."
Wen Nuan said quietly, "I won't tell you. I'll tell you when you do it."
The flower language of champagne roses, I only love you.
She likes this sentence, so she likes Champagne Rose very much.
Ye Feimo smiled, and the low laughter seemed to be suppressing something. Although they had not met, it seemed that he could see through Wen Wen's thoughts. Her face couldn't help but feel dry, clouds appeared on her face, and some sour and sweetness spread in her senses.
Come on.
I had this feeling of first love a long, long time ago.
"If a man appeared in front of you holding your favorite champagne roses, would you forgive him?" Ye Feimo asked, his voice was very low, as if he was talking about something, and her heart palpitated slightly when she heard it.
The image of Ye Feimo appearing in front of her holding a bouquet of champagne roses appeared in her mind. It must have been a beautiful scene.
Wen Nuan quickly looked at the window, jumped out of bed, and ran to the window.
Suddenly, I was stunned.
Outside the window, fireworks filled the sky, blooming brilliantly, and the entire night sky became a brilliant background. His car stopped outside the villa, and the man lazily leaned on the car, holding a bouquet of champagne roses in his arms.
The white and yellow roses bloomed enchantingly in his arms. At this moment, he seemed like a prince riding a white horse, holding flowers to greet his princess. From a distance, she could see his gaze clearly, but she could feel it.
You can see the doting, affection and awkwardness in his eyes.
Feimo...
It turned out that he had been waiting for her to appear outside the window.
But she foolishly struggled in the window whether he had her in his heart, ignoring the fireworks and roses he kept asking about, leaving him waiting in the cold wind for so long.
She ran out of the house barefoot, and ran downstairs happily like an elf. Fang Liucheng had left, and the three members of the Wen family were watching a show. Wen Nuan's eyes were all smiling, and they headed straight to the door.
Wen Jing was confused, "Sister, put on your shoes..."
She casually wore a pair of red slippers at the door, walked through the front garden of the villa, and ran out of the villa. Ye Feimo was waiting for her. He changed his clothes, wearing a dark blue shirt on his upper body, jeans on his lower body, and a long
He was wearing an off-white windbreaker, and the roses in his arms were so delicate. His smile was better than champagne roses, and the softest part in his heart suddenly collapsed softly.
He rarely smiled. Ye Feimo's dull and expressionless face seemed to be his epitome. It was rare to see him smiling like this. With a warm gaze, he suddenly felt infinite grievances and infinite happiness, swarming over him.
He opened his arms and ran towards him with a warm smile, willingly throwing himself into his arms and hugging him tightly.
Thousands of words turned into a firm hug.
Her heart was soaked in hot springs and flowers, and there was no sadness at all.
Pain is remembered, happiness is easily forgotten.
But now, she remembers the joy and happiness at this moment and forgets the pain he gave her.
