Her words were a little childish.

Qiao Sinian's big hand pressed against her little head, and he thought she was asleep.

"Okay, just go to bed, I'll take care of you." Qiao Sinian said lightly.

Ye Jiaqi was confused, and with getting up early today, she soon fell asleep, her lips moved slightly, and she spit out two vague words: "Bastard."

The winter in the capital is always as depressed as ever.

At night, it's even more so.

The next day was Sunday, and Qiao Sinian went to Qiao early.

When Ye Jiaqi got up, he didn't see him, and he was too lazy to ask, so he went downstairs after washing up.

"Miss Ye, you're awake." Butler Sun came over to say hello, "Mr. Qiao has gone to the group at around 7 o'clock in the morning."

"Oh." Ye Jiaqi sat at the dining table in a depressed manner, looking at the table with breakfast, without much appetite.

As usual, she drank a glass of milk and ate it simply.

"Miss Ye, Master Qiao said if you are bored, you can call him."

"Isn't it still boring to call him?" Ye Jiaqi was too lazy to talk to him.

"Miss Ye, do you want me to make yarn with you today?" Butler Sun knew that Qiao Sinian had told him that Ye Jiaqi was not allowed to go out unless he came back.

Ye Jiaqi shook his head: "No need, I'll go to the balcony to read a book later."

"Miss Ye, Mr. Qiao will definitely come back at noon."

Ye Jiaqi didn't take Butler Sun's words seriously, and she ate breakfast slowly.

However, she didn't expect that when Qiao Sinian came home, she would bring her a handful of roses.

She was sitting on the warm balcony and drowsy, unable to lift herself, and she was in her hand a professional book on news and media.

Just as she squinted her eyes and held her head, she smelled a strong fragrance.

The fragrance is refreshing and refreshing.

It's the fragrance of roses!

She was excited and raised her head, and saw a handful of delicate and colorful roses.

The flowers are bright and the fragrance is swaying.

Qiao Sinian held the roses and threw the bouquet into her arms: "I saw it on the road, I bought it casually."

The rose lost Ye Jiaqi's heart!

For the first time in her life, her heart beat violently uncontrollably.

But I have never seen flowers so casually.

Ye Jiaqi lowered his head, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyes fell on the roses in his arms.

She was wearing a pre-white sweater today.

The red flowers fell on the sweater, making them even more graceful.

Ye Jiaqi put down the book in his hand, picked up the rose, and said indifferently: "I don't like it."

"Don't like it? If you don't like it, I'll deal with it."

"Don't like it doesn't mean it needs to be dealt with. I don't like you. Do you deal with yourself?"

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Ye Jiaqi's fingers slide across the rose petals, which is a soft touch.

The roses are exquisite, and you can see that they are very good roses, each of which is flawless.

"After seeing enough, come down to have a meal." Qiao Sinian turned around and walked out, and his upright back disappeared on the balcony.

Ye Jiaqi gave him a blank look.

The person who sends flowers is not very good, the flowers are still OK.

However, she had never seen flowers so casually.

She lowered her head and sniffed it. The fragrance of flowers smelled very nicely and the flowers looked beautiful too.

The sun shines in through the window and falls on the fiery red roses. The dewdrops on the flowers reflect colorful light.

Ye Jiaqi was holding roses, and a different feeling filled the limbs and bones, making it numb.
Chapter completed!