"99... Why is it 99 roses?" Na Xiaoxiao suddenly turned to look at Mu Zisu at her side.
Mu Zisu raised an eyebrow, "Do you know what kind of flower this is?"
Na Xiaoxiao stared at the flowers for a moment, then honestly shook her head: "I don't know..."
Mu Zisu reached out and gently touched the petals: "This is called a rose..."
"Rose..." Na Xiaoxiao repeated softly, "The name sounds quite nice..."
"Yes, each number of roses represents a different meaning..."
Na Xiaoxiao was surprised, each number of roses represents a meaning?
She waited expectantly for Mu Zisu to continue.
Mu Zisu smiled slightly, "Want to know?"
Na Xiaoxiao thought he was about to start explaining to her, but then he suddenly came up with this line.
She pouted and finally nodded reluctantly.
Mu Zisu smirked teasingly, "Kiss me, and I'll tell you..."
Na Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes at him abruptly, pervert!
Mu Zisu laughed, took her hand, and began to walk back along the light stand.
