As Cen Shaoqing spoke, she untied the ribbon that covered ye Zao’s eyes.
As the ribbon scattered, ye Zao slowly opened his eyes. The scene in front of her made her slightly stunned.
All she could see was an endless amount of red.
The air was filled with a faint fragrance.
It was roses.
It was as if he was in a sea of roses.
It was especially magnificent!
No matter what time it was, girls always had a romantic heart.
And roses were the representative of romance.
There were almost no girls who didn’t like flowers.
Especially roses.
At this time of year, it was still a little difficult to gather so many roses in this city of the South China Sea.
It would be a lie to say that it was not shocking to see so many roses.
No wonder Cen Shaoqing had asked her to close her eyes when the helicopter was near the island. This was the reason.