At this moment, Rong Sheng, who was standing under the stage, looked around and saw that the layout was romantic and beautiful.
Today is Brother Lin's birthday. I worked hard to get back, but what I saw was such a dazzling scene.
There was no unnecessary expression on his cold face, but a flash of pain flashed across his eyes, and his heart burned like a fire.
The brothers held a grand celebration for Brother Lin, but they didn't expect that there would be such a surprise.
Looking at the woman, wearing a white dress, appearing in the center of the stage, Rong Sheng's indifferent face flashed with a hint of sinisterness, and his amber blue eyes tightened, staring at Ning Xiaotong on the stage motionless, with his hands at his side. He clenched tightly, not even noticing that his nails dug deeply into his flesh.
Ning Xiaotong, it’s you again!
Why, every time I come back, I can see you lingering next to Brother Lin?
Haven't you decided to leave Brother Lin a long time ago? Why do you still appear in the center of the carefully crafted proposal stage?
Looking around, every brother's eyes were full of blessings, and Rong Sheng's bottomless eyes showed a hint of unwillingness.
Ning Xiaotong, how do you deserve that position? How do you deserve to stand next to Brother Lin, who is like a god?
"Qianqian, it's just a meal, but it's so mysterious, and you cover my eyes with a cloth." Ning Xiaotong complained, it's just a meal, there's no need to be so mysterious.
Luo Qian helped Ning Xiaotong move forward and said, "Xiaotong, I'm not doing this just to give you a surprise to thank you. You just have to make do with it. If you don't want to do this, he will abandon you." What should I do?" Luo Qian said pitifully.
"Okay, haven't I already listened to you?" Because she has no vision, Ning Xiaotong walked forward with Luo Qian's support, laughing, "Does Song Gang let you do whatever you want?"
"Ha, he listens to me now." Luo Qian was proud, her eyes swept over Song Gang who was standing in the audience, a gentle smile flashed across her face, and she made an OK gesture towards Song Gang. Seeing this, he nodded, obviously he was almost ready.
"Okay, Xiaotong, there's no need to go any further." He helped Ning Xiaotong stand in the center of the stage, "Xiaotong, I'll count to three, two, one, and then you can take off the blindfold." After saying that, he said quietly. He stepped back quietly and watched from a distance.
Ning Xiaotong nodded and said impatiently, "I know, you said it many times on the way here."
"Three, two, one." After saying this, Luo Qian had already retreated behind the curtain. At the same time, Ning Xiaotong took off her blindfold.
Everywhere he looked was extremely shocked.
Standing on a high place and slowly looking down, wherever you look, you will see beautiful and dreamlike scenes.
The purple gauze covers the entire scene, but it does not appear obtrusive and does not affect your vision at all.
Inlaid in the gap of the purple curtain is an endless sea of flowers, composed of his favorite British roses. The only thing arden has is the red carpet that spreads into the distance as if there is no end.
The red is as passionate as fire, the yellow is delicate and graceful, and the blue is noble and elegant...it's dazzling to see.
Beautiful memories in London, along with the British rose, flooded my mind one after another.
After careful counting, it turns out that there are 45 varieties cultivated by master David Austin.
I couldn't help being surprised, but when my eyes reached the distance, I was even more surprised.
Not far away is a scene of roses of various colors.