Cheng Liming thought her expression was adorable, which made the smile on his face even more joyful.
"I've loved these flowers and plants since I was a kid. We have roses and peonies in our garden at home, not to mention a variety of other fresh flowers. If you like them, I can give them all to you."
Mù Qiānxún quickly waved her small hand.
"No, it's much better to let them bloom peacefully, isn't it? Why do you have to pluck them off? It's so hot, they would wither soon. Such a pity."
Cheng Liming scratched his head in embarrassment.
"I want to give you the best."
Isn't that too sweet?
The girls around them were about to have a nosebleed!
There was a chorus of screams.
In fact, Cheng Liming was very handsome, a sunny, warm guy who made people feel warm when he smiled. He was clean-cut, slim, and tall, meeting many girls' preferences for warm men.
