As soon as he left, Mu Qingqing stared at his back twice, stingy man.

Just as she lowered her head and was about to go inside, Quan Zichen suddenly turned around and took her hand and pulled her out of the door.

"My hand hurts......" she yelled twice.

As a result, as soon as it came out, Mu Qingqing was immediately stunned.

In front of me, there are overwhelming red roses, one after another, covering the corridors of the entire hotel.

The red flowers are a little less charming and a little more soft under the beige light. The fragrance of flowers is overflowing, and the fragrance of roses is overwhelming.

As far as the eye can see, the entire corridor is a sea of flowers, and it is a fiery red.

These roses look carefully selected and in full bloom, each at its most perfect moment.

Among the roses, there are also starry dots, which are very harmonious.

Mu Qingqing's whole person was stunned in place, her eyes forgot to blink, and she only looked at the red rose in front of her intently.

Surprise, joy, excitement, all the brains came flooding up.

However, Quan Zichen was very calm, standing side by side with her and accompanying her quietly.

Mu Qingqing's heart kept "poofing" and "poofing" all the time, and it was about to jump out of his throat.

She looked at the roses in front of her in a daze, and forgot how to speak for a moment.

Instead, Quan Zichen said lightly: "Do you like it?"

Mu Qingqing's eyes were full of love, and his gaze refused to leave half a point. But she still pouted, and said casually: "Waste." ”

Quan Zichen hooked the corners of his lips, and the corners of his mouth were raised smiles.

But having said that, Mu Qingqing still asked, "How many?"

"Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine. Quan Zichen looked calm.

Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine, one life, a long time......

Mu Qingqing also hooked the corners of her lips, squatted down, picked a beautiful red rose, and held it in her hand.

Quan Zichen turned his head to look at her, this little woman always couldn't hide the thoughts in her heart.

I like it very much, but I pretend I don't care. It's a pity that she managed to deceive his eyes.

She took the flower and sniffed it, it smelled good, seductive fragrance.

She looked up and glanced at him.

Quan Zichen's gaze never took off her face, and under the backdrop of the sea of flowers, her face seemed to become red.

She tilted her head and asked, "Quan Zichen, are you proposing marriage or showing love or confessing?"

"Did I say it was given to you?" Quan Zichen raised his eyebrows.

"Oh. Mu Qingqing snorted coldly, "It wasn't given to me, then I'll go back to sleep." ”

After speaking, Mu Qingqing turned around and left.

However, she was never as fast as his.

He stopped her and pressed her against the wall with one hand, a malicious smile in his eyes, and a hint of evil in the corners of his mouth.

This posture is a standard wall-knocking pose.

"Answer me, like it or not. Someone reverted to his domineering tone.

Mu Qingqing pursed her lips, and said lightly: "I have always liked flowers. ”

Quan Zichen touched her head: "Yes, because you are a nymphomaniac." ”

From childhood to adulthood, don't think he doesn't know, as long as he is by her side, she secretly stares at him. If they were alone, she would stare at him in the open.

What is she not a nymphomaniac?

Fortunately, except for him, she has not been a with others.

Their posture is very ambiguous, extremely ambiguous, very ambiguous, in case someone walks over......

Someone's handsome face looked more and more handsome in the light, like a god. The knife-like face is handsome, and the eyes are bright.

His eyes kept falling on her face, and he wanted to see what this little woman wanted to play.

Mu Qingqing looked at these roses, and the smile on his face gradually stiffened

Quan Zichen saw Mu Qingqing like this.

I secretly said in my heart: What is this girl thinking in her head?

"Don't look at it, it's because of what you said to me today. Mu Qingqing was very serious.

Seriously, what he said did hurt her heart, but after a good night's sleep in the hotel, her heart didn't hurt that much.

Quan Zichen looked at Mu Qingqing with a pair of eyes, as if he wanted to suck him into his eyes.

"No, I'm just too angry and can't say anything, I'm sorry. “

He knew, indeed, that it was his fault. And what he said did hurt.

Mu Qingqing stared at him with big black grape-like eyes.

Those big eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, his brows were furrowed, and there seemed to be something in those eyes that he couldn't see.

Is it hate? or love?

But neither love nor hate will be an obstacle to keeping them together.

Looking at her face, Quan Zichen gradually lost his 。。。。。。。

He almost couldn't control himself, he wanted to kiss her.

However, he held the rose in his hand and still knelt down on one knee: "Miss Mu Qingqing, are you willing to marry Mr. Quan Zichen?"

His deep voice swirled through the hallway, his mind unprepared, but he wouldn't blame her for the refusal.

Mu Qingqing was like a little girl who fell in love for the first time, her hands folded, and she looked at Quan Zichen very seriously.

Quan Zichen held a rose in his hand and looked serious.

As for her, she looked at Quan Zichen silently and didn't speak.

Mu Qingqing just didn't say anything and looked down at him.

He gave her a cold look, this girl, she didn't know what bad idea she had in her heart.

"Don't push me. Just when Quan Zichen was about to run out of patience, Mu Qingqing slowly spoke.

Although this result was expected for Quan Zichen, he was more disappointed.

He stood up at once, threw the rose into her hand, and pressed her down against the wall.

The dense and overwhelming kiss was poured on Mu Qingqing's lips, and she hadn't had time to prepare yet.

She couldn't help but raise her little face and wrap her arms around his waist tightly.

He kissed her cherry red lips passionately, absorbing her sweetness, lips and teeth intertwined.

She was soft in his arms, but luckily his hands were tightly hooked around her waist.

Roseflower fell from his hand, and in a sea of fiery roses/roses, he hugged her and kissed her passionately.

is as calm as him, at this time, he is like a man who has fallen into his first love.

Mu Qingqing was overwhelmed by his kiss, damn, this man never knew Mu Rou.

Even kisses don't give Mu Rou, she can't imagine something.

So, she scratched his back with her hand, and she was really out of breath.

Quan Zichen, big beast!

Finally, he let her go.

However, he hooked her waist and lowered his head, only a few centimeters away from her, close enough to see every expression on her face.

"Still won't kiss. Quan Zichen looked at her helplessly.