Jasmine Season

Soft on the outside, tough on the inside flower shop owner × poker-faced, rough-and-ready boxing coach with a strong sex drive

(Pirated copies are incomplete. The author is only responsible for the official version.)

“She’s got a temper and won’t even let me touch her. If my mom didn’t like her, I’d have dumped her ages ago…”

Wen Mo watched the video of her drunken boyfriend with a woman in each arm, her expression icy. She didn’t even notice her nails digging into her palm.

After a long while, she got up and left. At the stairwell, she ran into the new neighbor next door.

Chen Jingnan had been a boxer in his youth. He stood 190 centimeters tall, with chiseled features, broad shoulders, and a narrow waist. Though he drew attention wherever he went, he always seemed to keep everyone at arm’s length.

“It’s late. Are you going out?”

“Yeah.” Wen Mo tried to sound calm. “To break up with someone.”

Only after she’d dealt with it and returned to the car did Wen Mo dare to let all her pent-up emotions spill out.

Through tear-blurred eyes, she found herself drawn into a warm embrace. Beneath the man’s soft pectoral muscles, his heart pounded fiercely.

“Does it hurt that much?”

“Hm?”

“If it hurts that much, do you want to be with me?”

Wen Mo looked up at him. Under the dim ceiling light, his expression was intent. “It’ll take your mind off things, so you won’t hurt anymore.”

A month after the breakup, her ex cornered her in the shop and tried every sweet word he could think of, but Wen Mo remained expressionless.

In a panic, Mu Hanzhe reached for her, but before his hand could make it halfway, someone seized it with such force that it nearly dislocated.

“Why are you sticking your nose in? Get lost!”

Wen Mo strode forward and shielded Chen Jingnan behind her. Her petite frame could barely block anything, but her voice was firm:

“He’s my boyfriend. Why shouldn’t I get involved?”

Wen Mo was run off her feet on Valentine’s Day. Chen Jingnan helped take orders and deliver flowers until well after midnight, so that night he was invited to go home with her.

Heavy curtains blocked out the daylight. Red-eyed, Wen Mo begged him to slow down. Chen Jingnan bent to kiss her damp lashes, his voice hoarse and aggrieved. “I delivered flowers last night, and someone said I was your hired delivery boy.”

Wen Mo was a little dazed. “So what do we do?”

Chen Jingnan somehow produced a ring. Carefully and solemnly, he raised her right hand and said:

“Will you give me the title of flower shop owner’s wife?”

One-on-one / both sexually inexperienced / height difference / he pursues her and steals her from her boyfriend / love at first sight 👉 long-planned romance

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Theme: Love makes people softer