Shi Wangyue immediately tilted his head, nuzzling her soft palm, "Let's go, I'll accompany you to buy flower pots."
After saying that, he quickly got up to change his clothes, his steps brisk.
Ning Youguang watched from behind, unable to suppress her laughter.
The place selling flower pots was coincidentally at the flower market.
Ning Youguang said, "Since we're here, why don't we buy more? Let's get the greenery you need for your house too. The renovation is almost done and we can get rid of the formaldehyde in advance."
What else could Shi Wangyue say? Of course, he nodded in agreement.
Then the two of them toured the flower market thoroughly.
Honestly, the flower market in Beijing during winter is vibrant and colorful, but really cold.
By the time they ordered the plants and settled the bill with the flower shop owner, and told him the delivery address, Ning Youguang's hands were already bright red from the cold.
