"Is today a special day? Why did you give me flowers?" Jiang Shuya reached out to take them, holding them in her arms. They seemed quite heavy; just by looking, there should be 999 roses.
"It's not really a special day. I just wanted to give flowers to my wife, is that not okay?" Huo Jingfeng brought her inside and closed the door once they were alone.
Jiang Shuya watched him suspiciously, feeling it wasn't as simple as he made it sound: "What's the scheme?"
"Heaven and earth as my witness, I just want to have a nice meal with you, alright?" Huo Jingfeng felt unjustly accused, "My dear, I'm laying my most vulnerable and fatal points bare before you, and you doubt me? Even if there's a scheme in love, it's not a scheme, it's love."
Huo Jingfeng held her face in his hands, his gaze sincere and steadfast, as gentle as the sky.
"Isn't this all too mushy today?" Jiang Shuya felt herself melting under his gaze, "You're not acting yourself today."
