"Xiaoxiao... I hope you like it..." Zhuo Shaoqing held out the flowers to Na Xiaoxiao's eyes.
As Na Xiaoxiao gazed at the bunch of delicate, blooming flowers, her guilt deepened...
Zhuo Shaoqing saw the hesitation and conflict in Na Xiaoxiao's eyes and instantly felt a chill sweep through his heart; perhaps her look had already said it all...
He forced a nonchalant smile, "What? Do you find the flowers ugly?"
Na Xiaoxiao laughed helplessly, "No..."
Zhuo Shaoqing suddenly placed the flowers into her arms, and Na Xiaoxiao had no choice but to hold them...
"Alright... let's go back..." Zhuo Shaoqing said as he pushed Na Xiaoxiao in the direction of the Mu Family's main gate.
Na Xiaoxiao could only walk forward, Zhuo Shaoqing stopped pushing her and stood still.
She took two steps forward with her back to him, clutching the flowers tightly, before suddenly turning around to face Zhuo Shaoqing, who was intently watching her...
