Su Mo curls his legs and squats in front of the flower barrel. Although he is still not very satisfied, he can't wait to ask Ye Fei to nod his head. He simply can't care so much.

"Ah What are you doing, young man? How can you throw good flowers on the ground The proprietress is a Leng at first, then hastily opens mouth to stop a way.

Originally, Su Mo Han chose from left to right, but he still felt that some of the flowers' flaws were too heavy for him to bear. He simply picked out all the flowers that he didn't like and threw them on the ground. He planned to pick out those that could barely see and send them back to ye Fei.

"Young man You... " Seeing Su Mohan ignored her, the boss's wife immediately became a little anxious. Su Mo Han frowned and threw out a pile of hair. She directly let the boss's mother's eyes shine, and sat on the side counting the money, leaving Su Mo Han alone.

After picking, Su Mohan picked out about 20 champagne roses. The tender pink mixed with the light yellow, which was indescribably delicate and mellow. He swept the bucket on the ground and added a few stars all over the sky. Su Mohan pulled a piece of kraft wrapping paper with English initials and bundled the flowers together in a hurry.

"Young man, I'll pack it for you. You're too hasty It can't be... "

Su Mohan ignored her, took the bouquet and ran out directly. Back in the hospital, he pulled the yellow withered grass in the flower bed, tied the bouquet, and then took the elevator in a hurry.

Sitting in the elevator, Su Mohan gasped heavily, holding a bouquet of flowers on his hands actually made a lot of sweat. Although he said that he had said that I love you, but at this moment, he was inexplicably nervous, and he could even clearly feel his heart which was too hard.

The moment the elevator reopened, Su Mohan took a few deep breaths and stood in front of the ward door for a moment, but he was a little timid.

Damn it!

It's so troublesome to have a woman!

How could He even asked Su Mo han to confess.

"Young master?" At the same time, Su Mo Han opens the door and walks in.

Ye Fei turned her head and looked at the man with sweat and the beautiful roses in his hand.

Two people looked at each other for a while, ye Fei gently opened her mouth: "you..."

"Here you are."

Su Mohan, like a hairy boy, moved his eyes unnaturally. He practiced countless scenes in his mind, which he did not do. In the end, he threw the flowers in his hands in front of Princess ye, and then dragged him to sit beside the bed, which was my biggest appearance in the world.

Ye Fei subconsciously reached out to catch the roses he threw. The champagne roses in her hands were simple and clean, and the packaging was very low-key. But where did he get a bunch of roses so quickly?

Ye Fei is a little unclear, so she turns her head and looks at Su Mo Han. Did he just slam the door and go to buy this?

"What are you?" Ye Fei stares at the man in front of her. She really doesn't understand why this man suddenly runs out like a puff of wind and comes back with a bunch of flowers. Then he throws it directly to her?

Su Mo Han wrung eyebrows, a face impatient mouth way: "confession."

"I refuse!"

Ye Fei is very angry. From childhood to adulthood, she has been confessed many times, but she hasn't seen anyone so confessed!

"Dare you Su Mo Han's tone suddenly sank a few minutes, staring at Ye Fei, she had to eat.