Under the candlelight, her cheeks were crimson, and even her ears were red.

At this time, his eyes were half-down, only staring at the soles of his feet, and he didn't dare to raise his head at all.

Zhan Mijiang looked at her and couldn't help but laugh in a low voice.

He stretched out his hand and gently and gently hugged her into his arms.

The body of the person in his arms stiffened for a moment, and then slowly relaxed.

Zhan Mijiang asked tentatively in her ear: "Then next time, I will send magnolia flowers?" ”

After a while, she whispered, "um".

Everyone sends roses and lilies, and he has no choice but to send narcissus, but he didn't expect to send magnolia flowers in the future.

Zhan Mijiang smiled and asked again, "What else do you like?" ”

The person in his arms replied softly after a long time: "I like to read......"

"Besides reading?"

“……”

Zhan Mijiang let go of his arm and looked at the person in front of him.

She frowned, looking a little distressed.

The little nerd doesn't know what else he likes, and he can't remember it even after racking his brain.

Zhan Mijiang couldn't help but take her into his arms again—this time he schemingly swept the bouquet aside.

"Don't think about it, it's not too late to talk about it when you think about it." He paused as he spoke, knowing that if she didn't make it clear, she wouldn't understand, so Zhan Mijiang asked very simply, "Do you know what I like?" ”

"What?"

Zhan Mijiang said softly: "I like you." ”

The little fairy in his arms was so bone-lint that he couldn't stand steadily.

It was freezing outside, and Zhan Mijiang didn't feel cold when he hugged her.

Just when he wanted to continue to say the earthy love words of the trump card, the little fairy in his arms suddenly screamed loudly in his stomach.

Zhan Mijiang covers his lips.

The little fairy looked calm and composed: "This kind of thing is very normal, I have been in the bookstore all afternoon. ”

She looks plain, but in fact, her ears are red and dripping blood.

When Zhan Mijiang saw her like this, the corners of his lips couldn't help but hook.

The two went to the front hall for dinner, and then went to the study together, ready to play a game of chess leisurely.

Just after confessing, Zhan Mijiang felt that he was full of strength and would definitely be able to defeat her.

Three defeats in the following three games.

The little fairy who had just been confessed in front of him looked as if nothing had happened, and he was still killing the Quartet steadily.

The fourth game was in full swing, and seeing that she was about to win again, Zhan Mijiang rolled his eyes and smiled in a low voice: "Madam, do you know, you sometimes make me feel like a gust of wind." ”

The little fairy looked up at him, and her slender fingers didn't forget to hold a chess piece, and "clicked" and landed on the chessboard: "I don't know." ”

Zhan Mijiang was silent for a moment, feeling that he couldn't waste the love words that were so easy to remember, so he continued: "If you weren't for the wind, how could you blow my mind so messy? ”

After he said his extraordinarily sentimental love words, he felt that he was really a cow.

The little fairy in front of him "snapped" and fell again, looked at him with beautiful eyes, and asked very straightforwardly: "Do you want to win me?" "So suddenly tell me this?

She will kill with one blow, and Zhan Mijiang has to reflect on whether she is utilitarian, but she said calmly and indifferently: "If you want to win, just say it, I will let you." ”

Although she also wants to win.

Obviously, it has nothing to do with love words, but Zhan Mijiang covered his forehead, knowing that his mind was really blown up by her.