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"Miss Sang, why did you come down?"

The car arrived at its destination ten minutes earlier. Knowing that Mr. Xie, this old man whose house is on fire, might not be able to resist acting like a domineering CEO from a novel and doing something unsavory.

After Assistant Wang tactfully parked the car, he moved away to read a novel, but before he could even open his phone and glance at it a few times, Sang Huan got out of the car, humming a tune and looking quite pleased with herself.

Hearing Assistant Wang's words, Sang Huan gave him a strange look. "The car's here, why aren't you getting off? Are you planning to sleep?"

No related issues were detected.

Out of the corner of his eye, Assistant Wang noticed the ambiguous red mark on the neck of the man following behind carrying the coat...

Assistant Wang: ......

Assistant Wang wisely refrained from saying more.

It was at this moment that Xie Qingshi suddenly spoke.

"Thank you for your hard work yesterday, you should go home now."

what? !

Assistant Wang paused for a moment, and when he came to his senses, Xie Qingshi and Sang Huan had already left far away.

He scratched his head in a daze, then seemed to suddenly understand something and smiled meaningfully.

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"Why didn't you take me back to school? Why did you bring me here...?"

Looking around, Sang Huan pursed her lips and immediately recognized that this was the place where she and Xie Qingshi first met a few days ago.

She fidgeted a little awkwardly with her hands and asked, noticing her nervousness, Xie Qingshi reassured her in a low voice.

"Don't be afraid. I live here all by myself. I brought you here to talk to you about something. You'll find out in a moment."

As he spoke, Xie Qingshi took long strides and opened the door before Sang Huan could.

The moment the door opened, Sang Huan was stunned by the scene before her.

Pink roses filled every corner of the room, balloons floated in the air, and various dolls in the same color scheme covered the sofa.

"This is……"

Startled by the scene before her, the little dodder flower, whose mind was filled with thoughts of how to pounce on the male lead and use various positions to enjoy his good fortune, froze for a moment.

Xie Qingshi turned his head, intertwined his fingers with hers, and led her slowly inside.

A clear, slightly husky, yet pleasant voice slowly began to play.

"Huanhuan, I've seen many people say that if a relationship starts in a daze, it will also end in a daze. I don't want our relationship to go down that path. We still need a formal confession between us."

Xie Qingshi pulled the girl to a stop in the heart-shaped space in the middle, then slowly turned to look at her. "This is why I've never agreed to be with you. So, I like you. Will you say yes?"

As he spoke, the man brought out a golden bouquet from behind him.

It was a solid bouquet of gold. The moment Sang Huan reached out to take it, she had to use a bit more force in her wrist to hold it.

"this……"

"Baby, I've said it before, the last thing I lack is these inanimate objects. If these inanimate objects make you a little happier with me, then they'll be of some use to me."

"Okay, Kiyoshi, you're so good to me~"

Sang Huan sniffed, a thin layer of red spreading across her delicate nose and the snow-white skin at the corners of her eyes. She placed the golden bouquet in her hand on the sofa beside her.

Then, her slender, soft body fell into the man's broad, strong embrace.

After gesturing for the other person to lower their head, she leaned closer under their questioning gaze, and with a sweet and soft scent, placed a kiss on the man's thin, red lips.

Then, when the other party tried to take the initiative and kiss her.

She placed her hands against the man's chest, tilted her delicate and pretty face up, and looked innocent in her clear eyes.

Her soft, delicate voice was sweet and sticky, like it was coated in honey.

"My boyfriend, Qing Shi baby~ Can we be together now? I want you~"

After saying that, as if afraid that the man would refuse again, she mustered up her courage and took the initiative to wrap her arms around the man's neck.

Her rosy tongue darted out, and with a shy, tentative, and careful movement, she gently licked the man's thin lips.

Then, as if sensing something, her body trembled slightly, and then she reached out without hesitation...

With a loud "boom," Xie Qingshi's mind exploded, and his body trembled.

He wanted to stop the girl, but when he met her bright, beautiful eyes filled with pitiful pleading, he could no longer speak.

"No, no, Huanhuan, there's no such thing..."

"It's okay, just give it to me, Qing Shi baby~ I like it... um..."

The man could no longer restrain himself and simply scooped her up in his arms, carrying her into the house!

Her sweet, soft skin blossomed like beautiful plum blossoms, making her appear exceptionally alluring...

As the temperature rises over time, the fragrance of photinia flowers fills the air.

Suddenly, a torrential downpour began outside the window. As night deepened, the city lights gradually came on, and the leaves swayed precariously under the relentless pounding of large raindrops.

It quickly succumbed to the weight of the seeping rainwater and poured down, the collected raindrops falling again and slamming hard onto the ground.

Behind the tree, in the bakery, a customer who had bought some desserts paid and was about to leave, but hesitated as he looked at the torrential rain.

She left in a hurry without an umbrella, so she had no choice but to run to the station and hail a taxi.

Having made her decision, she rushed out without hesitation, but she slipped on the rain-soaked steps because she was running too fast.

A kind person helped her up; she was alright, but a small bag of sweets flew out of her hand.

"Oh no, my cream puffs!"

She was startled and quickly tried to pick it up.

A car sped by, its wheels pressing down on the cream puffs. Unable to withstand the pressure, the cream, carefully prepared by the shop assistant, overflowed, flattening the little puffs...

The woman looked at the cream puffs she had just received and felt like crying. It was only thanks to the kind shop manager's explanation that the steps hadn't been set up properly that she was compensated with a new bag, which made her feel much better.

Holding a sweet little cream puff filled with cream, the woman couldn't stop smiling.

Meanwhile, the cream puffs, abandoned on the street and ignored by everyone, were repeatedly crushed by car wheels.

Water seeped in through the open opening, mixing and washing over the area, turning it into a muddy mess...

"What a pity, I should have been more careful earlier, otherwise it wouldn't have been such a waste..."

"What a lovely little dessert..."

"yes……"