Love Comes Like The Southern Breeze

It was a beautifully wrapped bouquet of lilies.

The moment she saw the perfume lilies, Wen Ke'er felt a little disappointed. She really wished that she could receive red roses.

They all knew that red roses could represent love. She was waiting for Feng Yunan to show his love for roses, but in the past three years, he had always given her the same perfume lilies every year.

Even though she was disappointed, she still pretended to be happy.

When she smelled the flowers, she was pleasantly surprised. "Wow, they're so beautiful! Thank you, Brother Nan."

"As long as you like it."

Feng Yunan did not notice the change in Wen Keer's heart. He thought that she really liked perfume lilies.

In the past, he had heard from Wen Ke'er during an interview that she liked this kind of perfume lily. So every time she gave him flowers, he would give her perfume lilies.

As time passed, it became a habit.