"Ning'er, what are you thinking?" Shao Qinghen Xia Ning stared at him and walked to Xia Ning side. "Ning'er. "I love you." Shao Qinghen took out a bunch of roses from behind like a trick. He handed it to Xia Ning.
"Qing Hen..." Xia Ning looked at the rose in front of her in surprise. She had not expected that she would receive a flower from Shao Qinghen after they had been together for so long. Xia Ning shook his hands as he slowly took it and held it in his arms.
"Do you like it?" Shao Qinghen used her finger to gently stroke Xia Ning delicate nose. However, this time, the tip of Xia Ning nose turned sour and his eyes turned red.
"What's wrong?" Shao Qinghen looked at the Xia Ning that was suddenly sad and didn't know what to do. He looked at Xia Ning nervously and put his arms around
