She held the bouquet closer and smelled it. Then she looked at Li Qingcang, who was standing next to her. For a moment, she felt as if she owned the world.
"Brother Li."
Li Qingcang's eyes were filled with affection. His eyes were gentle, and his voice was low and sexy, "Wrong way of addressing me again."
Ye Tianxin stuck her tongue out playfully. "I'm sorry. I just have a bad memory."
Seeing this, Li Qingcang put his arms around Ye Tianxin's thin waist and motioned her to his side.
"Wait."
Ye Tianxin put the flowers in her hand on the desk behind the window.
She was blushing and smiling as she walked towards Li Qingcang. Li Qingcang was tall, so she needed to tiptoe to kiss him.
"Night."
Li Qingcang couldn't get enough of Ye Tianxin's lips. They were as delicate as cherries. He found it hard to control his urge. He wanted her so bad.
Ye Tianxin's long hair and skirt swayed with the gentle breeze.
