He asked himself that he hadn't done anything excessive, why did Su Jiarui look like this? Or is she getting too much now and tired of his presence?

Thinking of this, Chen Cheng's face also darkened, thinking that since he was born to the present, there are many people who worship him, his one look, one action can make many people happy for a long time, to this day, he has never been treated so rudely.

Su Jiarui looked at Chen Cheng's expression, and knew that what he had just done was indeed a bit excessive, but it was probably because the scene in the dream was too real and too exciting, which caused her to be like a frightened bird now, and even Chen Cheng's touch would feel inexplicably afraid.

Because she knew that what Su Ru said in the dream was not wrong, everything in front of her should have been Su Ru's.

Because of a small episode just now, the atmosphere between the two people along the way was a little awkward.

Soon, he arrived in front of that door, and it wasn't until he walked in that Su Jiarui saw that the door in front of him was more than three meters high, and it looked very magnificent.

"What is this?"

Su Jiarui was a little dazed, she knew that in the land of Cloud City, Chen Cheng could build a skyscraper on a vacant lot with just a wave of his hand, but now this is just an empty suburb, what did Chen Cheng bring her here for?

"Do you like flowers?"

Faced with Su Jiarui's question, Chen Cheng not only answered, but also threw another question to her.

It had already made Chen Cheng unhappy just now, and now Su Jiarui had to answer honestly.

"I guess I like it, after all, they're beautiful, aren't they?"

Chen Cheng's eyes narrowed slightly, his fingers rubbed in his jacket pocket for a moment, and said with a smile: "Then what flower do you like the most?" ”

Flowers? Su Jiarui smiled lightly, I don't know why, a touch of pure white appeared in front of him.

It was the color that ran through her childhood.

"Actually, I don't have any special favorite flowers, but the most impressive one is probably jasmine, right?"

Speaking of this, a wry smile appeared on the corner of Su Jiarui's mouth, because jasmine was her mother's favorite flower during her lifetime.

She was born in a remote town in the water town of Jiangnan, and since she was a child, her mother has always been taking her, and when she gradually grew up, she vaguely understood some gossip from others.

She doesn't have a father, she's just a wild seed.

At that time, the children in the township did not know whether to say naïve or vicious, in short, at a young age, she was forced to hear all kinds of unbearable conjectures and accusations from other people's mouths, whenever she cried and ran to her mother, her mother would always smile and gently pat her head, and take her to see the pot of fragrant jasmine on the windowsill.

At that time, the family was so poor that sometimes there was no needle and thread to patch the clothes when they were torn, but even so, my mother still used the money she earned from her hard work to buy a pot of jasmine flowers that were not useful.

Although she did think that this pot of flowers was beautiful and smelled good, whenever she was hungry, she felt that this pot of flowers was more annoying than the biting watchdog tied to the door of other people's houses.

She still remembers that her mother often told herself that people should not only look at the things they hate, but also occasionally look at the things they love, so that they can have the courage to live.

At that time, she was still young and didn't know, but it wasn't until later, when she grew up, that she realized that her mother at that time was probably more miserable than her every day.

After all, when those people say ugly words, they can't wait to poke people's backbones and scold, not to mention, their orphans and widows, there is no man in the family who stands up to the sky, and in the eyes of others, he is the best target for bullying.

But whenever my mother came home in a starry and moon-wearing moon, she never complained to her for half a sentence, always with a smile on her face, saying what she had gained today.

But in the end, it was the children of poor families who were in charge early, and she had already learned to look at other people's faces at a young age.

At that time, she always envied other friends that they had a father who could go to heaven and earth and could do anything, and in their house, they didn't know who to find to fix the stool when it was broken.

But even so, she didn't dare to ask her mother about her father, who always said that her father worked in a big city far away and would come back one day to pick them up and live a good life, but such a lie, in the end, made her never even have the idea of asking.

Because every time I say this, my mother's eyes are full of loss and helplessness that is difficult to hide.

Whenever her mother looked at the blooming or decaying jasmine flowers on the windowsill, Su Jiarui knew that that was when her mother felt that life was hopeless, so she would always change her tricks at that time to make her mother happy.

But who knows, in the end, my mother still left her quietly.

She finally met her father as she wished, but this man was not at all like what her mother said, he took himself to a big house, but never gave her half of the warmth of fatherly love.

So for jasmine, she can't say that she likes it, but she can't talk about disgust, just because her mother has a kind of obsession with this kind of flower.

"Then I think you'll like it."

After Chen Cheng said such a sentence, he took the lead in pushing open the hollow door in front of him, and what appeared in front of Su Jiarui was a two-story white house.

Through the transparent glass outside, Su Jiarui already got a glimpse of the situation inside.

It was a huge flower room, and outside the flower room, it had long been decorated with roses as a magnificent rose wall, and the breeze blew with a refreshing fragrance.

Maybe these plants really have the power to heal people's hearts, I don't know why, the dark cloud that was originally pressing on Su Jiarui's chest was miraculously blown away a little because of everything in front of him.

The corners of her mouth hooked up a faint smile, although the climate of Cloud City is very suitable for raising these flowers and plants, but looking at Cloud City, I am afraid that this one in front of her is the only one built by Chen Cheng.

Just considering this layer of meaning, Su Jiarui was very excited for a while.

This is a gift from Chen Cheng.

Above the wall of roses, the curved wisteria roses are intertwined, and a pure natural roof is built, so everything in front of you is a natural breath.

In Chen Cheng's eyes, Su Jiarui rarely had such a time when she couldn't hide her emotions, no matter what happened in the past, whether she framed her or tortured her, she always stared at a pair of unyielding eyes, but now, Chen Chengming saw the overflowing surprise in her eyes.

It seems that flowers will always be a woman's best friend.

Thinking of this, Chen Cheng couldn't help but hook his lips and smile, and said, "What are you doing standing at the door, why don't you go in and have a look?" ”

As Chen Cheng spoke, he stretched out his hand and handed a key to Su Jiarui's palm, Su Jiarui was stunned for a moment, and she didn't react in a trance until the familiar temperature on her palm was still disappearing with the wind.

"This is my gift to you."

Chen Cheng's voice carried a rare tenderness, and Su Jiarui looked at the small key in his hand, and his heart fluctuated.

Therefore, Chen Cheng planned to give her the scene in front of him like in a fairy tale.

"This is for me?"

Su Jiarui didn't know what kind of expression she should use to face all this at this moment, so as not to appear restrained.

She knew that according to Chen Cheng's ability, it would be effortless to buy a building at will, but the flower house in front of her was different.

Flowers are the most delicate plants, only quietly cared for, in order to bloom wantonly, at the same time, to build such a large scale of flower house, how much manpower and material resources need to be consumed, often dealing with the design of her natural is clear.

Although I am afraid that Chen Cheng did not personally participate in everything here, it can be called a miracle to be able to let him have this heart and build such a beautiful garden.

After all, he is Chen Cheng, even if he doesn't speak, there will be men who want to get close to him one after another.

And such a proud son of heaven actually prepared such a beautiful garden for himself.

Just talking about the rose wall and the wisteria roof outside, it is obviously not a casual perfunctory product, which can indeed be called a surprise.

Chen Cheng looked at Su Jiarui's expression, and suddenly felt that the effort of the previous period was not in vain after all.

"Who else but you."

I have to mention that although Chen Cheng has always acted arbitrarily, I have to say that Su Jiarui can also taste a single-minded meaning from his words.

Su Jiarui nodded, and under Chen Cheng's gaze, he held the key in his hand and opened the flower room in front of him.

As soon as he pushed the door open, Su Jiarui was almost stunned that he thought that Xu was his own dream and had not woken up yet.

Because everything in front of me is too beautiful to be real.

On the roof of the house are wisteria roses like the outside, their branches hanging down, a naturally formed curtain, surrounded by all kinds of famous and unknown flowers, some still in a budding state, and some have bloomed, and the top and bottom are full of life.

"Do you like it?"

Surrounded by the fragrance of flowers, Su Jiarui was still instinctive, and smelled the breath of the mountain spring coming from behind him for the first time, as if such a smell had already penetrated into the bone marrow and became an instinct.

Chen Cheng gently hugged Su Jiarui from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Would you like to be the hostess here?"

Two questions in a row, as if Su Jiarui felt that she was dancing on the clouds, how could she have all the favor of the men around her.

Immersed in this atmosphere, what woman can say no calmly?

"Thank you, I love everything here."