"Isn't it beautiful? The rose garden I planted for you with my own hands."
"Beautiful."
"There are thousands of roses here, and every one of them means I love you."
The girl's heart was touched slightly. She liked roses, so he personally gave her a garden of roses.
Mu Xi didn't know whether she was excited or happy, and said in a trembling voice, "Xu Yao, please be my moon."
Xu Yao was slightly startled.
The sea breeze cannot blow away the roses, and the moonlight cannot escape the brightness.
Mu Xi smiled slightly, "Idiot, I mean, let's date."
Xu Yao bent down and kissed him crazily...
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Purpose: love story