I Just Want to Pamper You

"Mr. Luo, Miss Yimei won't accept French Chiba roses or Italian Danzatelier ballet costumes! Also, she is not allowed to use helicopters to deliver breakfast to her anymore!" Luo Zhize looked good-tempered: "Okay, let's discuss it carefully. How about replacing it with Bulgarian Kazanlik roses and Russian Grishko ballet clothes? I will drive breakfast by myself in a land and air vehicle." Yi Mei was so angry that she gritted her teeth: "Luo Zhize, what on earth are you going to do!" Luo Zhize was so domineering: "Be your husband! This matter is non-negotiable!"