C84 This Is Love

I don't have to call. Qiao Dongcheng came back quite early.

I took a book from the garden and flipped open a few pages. The fragrance of flowers assailed my senses, and there was a bouquet of red roses right under my eyes.

He looked up at Qiao Dongcheng and asked, "Is this for me?"

He smiled and took the book from my hand and placed it on the table. "If I don't give it to you