Ling Mo just smiled, untied the smock for her with his own hands, and took it home to wash, but did not answer her question, but took her hand to the bathroom of the guest room clearly.

"Say, what day is it?" She asked, washing her hands.

"What time is it?" He asked.

"Number 8." She instinctively replied, today is the National Day holiday, the first day of work, of course she remembers what day it is.

"You!" Ling Mo shook his head helplessly, thinking that she would remember, but she didn't, so he had to go out helplessly and close the bathroom door for her.

Ning Yuanlan went to the toilet, washed his hands again, and washed his face with a handful of water, only then did he remember what day it was.

Last month, they only celebrated their one-month wedding anniversary, and now it's two months.

Ning Yuanlan laughed, wiped the water on his face with a tissue, and then went out, saw him standing outside the door, and asked him with a smile, "Why do you remember it so clearly every time." ”

"There's a little confusion at home, and I can only remember it!" Ling Mo took her hand, twisted his computer backpack, carried it in a single room, and led people downstairs.

"Zhou Jiayao, you're off work, aren't you leaving?" Passing by next door, Ning Yuanlan glanced inside the door.

"You guys go first, I'll draw a little more and go!" Zhou Jiayao was sitting on the ladder chair and drawing attentively, without turning his head.

"Then let's go first, goodbye!" Ning Yuanlan said goodbye to him.

"Goodbye!" Zhou Jiayao answered, waited for a moment before turning his head to look at the door, and saw Ning Yuanlan's side face, which was so perfect and good-looking.

Zhou Jiayao smiled helplessly and told himself that he had to boil slowly.

When the two went down to the first floor of the villa, Ling Mo went to reverse, Ning Yuanlan's mobile phone rang at this time, it was an unfamiliar local number, Ning Yuanlan picked it up, "Hello! ”

"Hello, I'm the delivery man from the nearby Huayu Workshop, and now at the door of your villa, can you come out and sign for your words." The other party said.

Ning Yuanlan turned his head to look at Ling Mo, he had already gotten into the car and was driving over.

Ning Yuanlan smiled helplessly at him and said to the person on the other end of the phone, "Okay, I'll go to the door now!" ”

After that, he hung up the phone and walked towards the door, the boy who delivered the flowers didn't look very old, he should be a junior or freshman in high school, and when he saw Ning Yuanlan, he walked towards her with a bouquet, "Is it Miss Ning Yuanlan?" ”

"I am." Ning Yuanlan nodded.

"Your lover, Mr. Ling Mo, has ordered a bouquet of red roses for you, please sign for it." The boy handed the flower to Ning Yuanlan,

"Thank you." She took it and signed her name on the boy's list.

"You're welcome, I wish you a happy marriage and a long time!" The boy said a bunch of nice things and got on his motorcycle.

Ning Yuanlan took the rose and looked at the card on it, there were only three words on it, "I love you!" ”

At the bottom of the card is the front of Ling Mo, which he wrote by himself.

Stretching out his hand, there was the familiar sound of the engine, Ning Yuanlan turned his head, he was driving the car out of the villa and parked beside her.

"When did you buy it?" She took the rose and asked him when he got out of the car.

"At lunchtime." Ling Mo smiled and took her hand. "Do you like it?"

"I like it." Ning Yuanlan smiled happily, when she signed the order just now, she saw that this bouquet of flowers has seventeen, and the flower language of seventeen roses seems to accompany you for a lifetime.

Her smile, with sweetness and happiness, moved him by looking at it, and he couldn't help but bow his head and kiss her lightly on the forehead.