92. If you have an opinion about me, you can ask it, but it's definitely not good

92. If you have an opinion about me, you can ask it, but it's definitely not good

Xiang Yao saw Dongfang's positioning.

It is a villa area by the sea, and it seems to be called a traffic light. It's really hard to imagine that this is the name that the rich have given their resorts.

This is different from East Hong Kong Bay, where it belongs to one person, and it belongs to the Oriental family. So it's hard for us ordinary people to remember, because this is a private space, and the Oriental family is low-key, business activities and annual gatherings are done in the hotel, and this is really just a place to live, not close people, can't be here.

Therefore, it is also a mystery here. The people I have seen are really a small number of rich and elite.

And Xiang Yao was standing at the door at this moment, like a migrant worker fleeing, with all kinds of bags hanging on his body. Look at this group of villas watching people put dishes.

I can only say sourly, I don't understand the world of rich people.

As soon as she arrived, the door opened.

At the door stood a butler-like uncle, dressed in a suit and wearing white gloves, like a conductor at every concert. However, the conductor, the most handsome she has ever seen is Dongfang.

"Miss Xiang, you come with me first. ”

Xiang Yao followed behind the uncle, and by the way, he could see the scenery of this villa complex.

Unlike what she imagined, there were roses here except for the green belts and street lamps on both sides. Moreover, it's all red. At least, all she saw now was red.

What's more, it's winter, and roses are placed outside. It's a one-off, undoubtedly.

Beyond the main building, the roses turned white, and the rest of the bar did not change, but the dark blue two-story building at the end was not very large, but it was indeed very delicate. There is also a protruding balcony with a half-hidden sheer curtain, and only a white balustrade and a white table can be seen from the outside.

"Miss Xiang, the young master is waiting for you inside, you can just go in. The uncle smiled slightly, "I wish you a happy meal in advance." ”

Xiang Yao smiled indifferently, nodded at him, and watched him leave.

Xiang Yao took a deep breath and pushed the door open, she stuck her head in, taken aback.

The floor of the whole room is covered with white lilies, and the room is white as far as the naked eye can see. There was also a boy in a black suit.

He stood out in this white space.

"Come in, Yaoyao. He walked over and pulled her over, "Let's change into this dress first, I'll wait for you upstairs." ”

Dongfang handed Xiang Yao a bag.

Xiang Yao opened it and it was a black dress.

Xiang Yao went to the bathroom.

The water inside had been placed, the temperature was just right, and there were white rose petals floating on it, Xiang Yao took off his clothes and walked into the water. There is a special taste in it that is both reassuring and warm.

Thinking of the way Dongfang arranged these, the corners of Xiang Yao's mouth rose slightly, his eyes narrowed, and warmth surged up, returning to every part of his body that was frozen outside.

Xiang Yao put on a skirt, which was not very long, just up to her knees. The top is a one-shoulder design, with sleeves to the wrist, and a huge bow on the back, and the tail of the bow is very long, all the way to the underground kind.

There are also lace gloves, black high heels, and a black felt hat, all of which are well matched.

After Xiang Yao got dressed, he went out.

Step on the white petals and walk up the stairs.

A moment, a moment.

The sound of high heels was like Xiang Yao's fluttering heart.

Dongfang saw her coming, put the black rose behind her in front of her, and looked at her with a smile.

"My dear, I send you romance, do you like it?"

Dongfang gave her flowers.

"Loved it very much, thank you, Oriental. Xiang Yao held the flower in his right hand and held Dongfang. "Really, especially like it. ”

"Let's do it first, Yaoyao. ”

Dongfang floated her hand and led her to the white dining table on the small balcony. There is a bouquet of red roses in the middle of the table, it is the only colored flower in this room, there are prepared steaks, red wine, side dishes.

"So much so in such a quick time?"

"The roses were prepared today, the house and the clothes were prepared for your birthday. Dongfang poured her good red wine, then poured it for herself, and then did it opposite Xiang Yao.

"Originally, I was going to celebrate your birthday at that time, but I didn't expect that the album would also require training. So it's delayed, and it's more important to hold the summer roses that you don't see, and can only show you these flowers that bloom for only one day. ”

"It's really hard to see, it's snowing and the ground is full of roses. ”

"If you like it, if you like. ”

"Like, especially this dress. It's really beautiful. Thank you!"

"Yaoyao, how are you doing?"

"Tomorrow a new album will be released, and then the promotion will begin, there will be two events, two assistant performers, and two evening guests. ”

"So much, can't we celebrate the New Year together?"

The East is a little lost, and the peach blossoms in his eyes instantly fell into the snow, which makes people feel pity.

"There will be time after the year, when we go to Yunnan to have some fun? I really want to see Erhai Lake." Xiang Yao reached over and pulled Dongfang's sleeve, "Don't be sad, we can't stick together all the time." ”

"However, it has been a long time since they have been glued. Even if it's just boring shopping, it's fine. ”

"Look, you were bored at that time, we can meet with high quality!"

Dongfang's head was lowered, and his hand rested on the watch in his left hand, rubbing it incessantly.

"Don't you like it anymore. ”

"Ahh ”

Xiang Yao was startled by his sudden scream. But Dongfang's face was already buried in his hands, and his shoulders shook violently.

"But, you haven't said you love me for a long time, you don't send me messages, and you don't reply to my text messages, it's been three or four months, who can stand it!"

Dongfang said with a crying voice.

Xiang Yao knew that she had been too busy recently and ignored her feelings with Dongfang, but she really didn't expect Dongfang to cry.

She felt at a loss, and her heart hurt when she watched him cry.

"I was wrong, I will definitely contact you when I have time in the future. Don't cry, okay. Please!"

"I'm wronged!" Dongfang shook his head like a child, "Don't." ”

Xiang Yao stood up, walked over to him, and gently tapped his shoulder with his fingers.

Dongfang wrapped his hand around Xiang Yao's waist and buried his whole face in her lower abdomen.

"I'm sorry, you say, how can I compensate you!?"

"Then you kiss me. ”

Dongfang raised his head, his eyes were red, and he pulled her aggrievedly, like a small round rose looking at her expression.

She must have saved the galaxy in her last life, otherwise, how could such a good and lovely boyfriend fall on her.

Xiang Yao bowed down, but this posture would be gone, especially now from the angle of the East, it was easy for him to see it. So, she squatted down, and since he was too tall, she couldn't reach it.

Dongfang looked at her tangled appearance, broke into tears and smiled, and pulled her into his arms.

"What does it matter if I'm looking at it!"

didn't give her a chance to reply, and occupied her lip flap.