He hung his head low, his fair and slender fingers undoing the buttons on his shirt. In a calm manner, he uttered, "Now, you are a patient, with so many roses around, you can easily get an allergy due to the pollen, which will worsen your condition."
Mo Weiyi wrinkled her nose, putting on a soft, dainty voice, "Come on, he probably sent the flowers because I'm in the hospital, just as a friend offering his support."
Xiao Yebai kept silent.
"If you really do not like them, give them to the nurse. It will be such a waste to throw them away, okay?"
Xiao Yebai still did not say anything.
Mo Weiyi frowned.
This was bad; it seemed like he was really upset this time.
Rong An stood there, holding a few bouquets of red roses in his hands. His expression was as emotionless as Xiao Yebai's.
Mo Weiyi blinked, then suddenly spread her arms, "Xiaobai, I need to go to the bathroom."
Xiao Yebai arched one of his eyebrows.
