Chapter 223 Up On The Romantic Sky Wheel (Part Two)

"Okay..." Mary opened her arms and held the huge bouquet of roses. Looking at the beautiful petals, she smiled brightly.

Seeing that she took it, William felt complicated. He said slowly, "I wanted to give you the flowers four years ago, and now they are really in your hands. I feel good now."

"What?" Mary was stunned.

William touched a petal and continued, "Falling in love with you is my greatest happiness. The meaning of champagne roses is that I only love you. Mary, I like you only. I am the real me when I am with you."

He was cold, proud, but sincere.

Looking at his sincere eyes, Mary choked with sobs, and all her strength collapsed. "I only like you, too."

Her soft voice was intoxicating. Before she finished her words, the blood all over William's body was boiling.

His big palm passed over the roses, grabbed Mary's face all of a sudden, and his warm lips kissed her.

"Hmmm... The flowers..." Startled, Mary instinctively protected the flowers in front of her. She hadn't had the time to appreciate them carefully. What if they were crushed?

Without answering her question, William just kissed her passionately.

All of a sudden, the sky wheel started to move slowly. Mary fe

her.

"I've totally forgotten about Alick and Elissa!" Mary's eyes widened. "They have to go to kindergarten today, and... Where are we now?"

"Kylin International."

"Oh my God!" Mary turned pale with worry. "I didn't go home last night! Two little fellows..."

"They were picked up by my father," William said indifferently. "And today is the weekend!"

"Hmm?" Mary paused and said, "I remember it wrong... When did Father take them away?"

"My father called me this morning." William rubbed his nose.

"I... Why didn't I know?"

"You must be very tired last night! You just kept sleeping..." William answered with an evil smile. "Of course you couldn't hear anything."

Mary shyly turned her face away. She only remembered that William carried her out of the sky wheel on his back, and then...

"Mary, are you recalling what you felt last night?" Staring at her, William pulled the quilt to cover them both at once and said with a smile, "It's better to take action than to think about it carefully..."

"Ah... Whoop... Don't..." Under the quilt, Mary was struggling.

"I love you," said William suddenly.

"Hmm..." Mary's struggling voice was swallowed up and replaced by slight reply.