"I don't want to have a good dinner with me. I think I'll let her go today." Su Zhao said, turned to look at the table next to the iron frame.
There are candlesticks and flowers on the table. It seems that Su Zhao is going to have a candlelight dinner?
On the left side of the table is Bai zi'er, who is almost bloody. Is he going to be romantic or disgusting?
Doesn't he think that eating in the face of such a bloody scene will make him nauseous?
"Dinner is OK. Can you put her down first and find someone to treat her wound? How can she get in when she's hanging here like this? " Fang Mulin said, and he glanced at Bai zi'er with the remaining light. He didn't know what it was like.
Bai zi'er should know that she has made a mistake during her stay here. If she can go back alive this time, she will know how to be astringent, which is good.
"No Su Zhao refused directly, "you have no room for bargaining."
Fang Mu Lin pursed his lips and dropped his eyes slightly.
Yes, now she is completely in Su Zhao's territory. She really has no right to speak. She is not qualified to negotiate with Su Zhao here.
That's all. Let's not talk about it. Su Zhao said that he could do whatever he wanted, as long as Bai zi'er could be put back for treatment today.
It's still early to have dinner. Su Zhao asks Fang Mulin to sit on the sofa in the living room for a while. He turns on the TV with the remote control.
Local tyrants are like this. Even if they build houses in the ravines, there are always ways to get network signals.
Fang Mulin was standing in the villa. He smelled the bloody smell in his nose. He was a little nauseous and wanted to vomit. How could he watch TV in the villa like Su Zhao?
"I don't want to watch TV. I want to sit in the garden, OK?" Fang Mulin asked Su Zhao.
"Yes, I'll show you around the big garden I've made for you." This time, Su Zhao did not say that Fang Mulin was not qualified to bargain, so he took the lead.
As soon as Fang Mulin walked out of the door of the villa and smelled the fresh air outside, he felt that he was all right, and the depression in his chest was swept away.
The smell of blood in the villa just now really made her uncomfortable.
"Pretty?" Su Zhao stood in front and looked at the rose bushes in the garden. He didn't ask Fang Mulin back.
"Well." Fang Mulin answered.
"It's said that no woman doesn't like the sea of roses. I wanted to plant a sea of roses for you. If you break up with Xiao Qi in the future, I'll catch up with you. How romantic it is to live here with you every day?" Su Zhao's words are full of hope for the future.
If it wasn't for Su Zhao's vision that Fang Mulin was the woman in charge and cursed him for breaking up with Xiao Qi, Fang Mulin would have been moved by his words and felt that he was really a good man.
It's just that.
"It's a pity that I can't buy so many flower seedlings for the time being. I've already found a large number of people here to customize and send them from other places. It must not be long before the whole villa will be completely surrounded by roses. Do you like it?" When Su Zhao said this, he looked back at Fang Mulin.
Fang Mulin immediately gave the answer in his heart and didn't like it.
But the man opposite is Su Zhao, a potential psychopath who may go crazy at any time. She has to carefully consider whether her answer will stimulate Su Zhao.
"The flowers are beautiful." Fang Mulin finally answered this sentence, which neither led Su Zhao's feelings nor stimulated Su Zhao.
"Oh, you are clever." Su Zhao is not sick now. He has reason and knows what Fang Mulin means by that.
"Come here. I made this swing myself. How about you try it?" Su Zhao did not continue to tangle in the previous issue, and went to the side of the swing with great interest.
Fang Mulin had seen this small swing for a long time. It was beautiful. The ropes on both sides were dark green, the same color as the rose leaves.
The whole sitting board is bright red, carved a lot of beautiful rose patterns, matching with the whole rose garden, will not appear abrupt.
"No, I don't like swings." Fang Mulin said so without conscience.
Actually, she likes to play swing, but it's been a long time.
"Do you think I'll believe it if you say that? Do you know why I made this swing myself? " This time, Su Zhao did not follow Fang Mulin.
He checked Fang Mulin's preferences and knew that Fang used to love the swing most, so he made the swing himself, hoping to see Fang Mulin sit on the swing and have fun.
Fang Mulin was silent.
"Yes, thank you." She didn't refuse again.
Compared with irritating Su Zhao, she still chose to compromise.
She sat on the swing and Su Zhao pushed her.
"Is it fun?" Su Zhao's face is full of contented smile, like a child.
Fang Mulin couldn't laugh at all, but he had to pretend to be very happy and answer him, "it's fun. Thank you."
As time went by, the heat of the sun became weaker and weaker, and the color began to turn golden.As the sun sets, it's time to have dinner.
"Mr. Su, dinner is ready. Do you and Miss Fang want to go back to dinner directly?" A servant came up to report.
"Get someone to move everything out and we'll eat out." Su Zhao changed his mind to let Fang Mulin eat in front of the bear child.
It's hard to have a chance to have a meal with Fang Mulin alone. There is a noisy bear hanging next to him. It's too bad. We should cherish this opportunity.
Fang Mulin's heart suddenly recalled that he had to eat in the bloody environment just now, which was hard to accept.
After hearing Su Zhao say eating outside, I feel relieved.
The servants were busy, moving all the tables, chairs, tableware and flowers out into the garden.
In order to be romantic enough, they specially put the table and chair in the middle of the rose bush, turn on the preset colored lights in the rose bush, and the atmosphere becomes extremely beautiful.
I'm afraid I don't know. I think there will be a marriage proposal ceremony here at the moment.
Fang Mulin felt it strange to have dinner with Su Zhao in such an environment, but he didn't say anything, just sat down quietly.
Eat early and leave early with Bai zi'er.
That's what she thought.
When she stayed with Su Zhao, she was nervous all the time, which made her feel very tired.
The servant served the steak first.
And then red wine.
Drinking makes things worse. Fang Mulin knows it. He doesn't want to drink it.
Su Zhao must let Fang Mulin drink. Fang Mulin has no way to refuse. He can only promise.
Fortunately, the degree of this red wine is not high. Should it be OK to drink a little?
Fang Mulin thought so and picked up his glass.
Su Zhao always asked the servant to pour her wine. Fang Mulin drank several cups and felt a little dizzy.
She's almost drunk. She can't drink any more!