At this moment, the surrounding wind seemed to fall into a brief silence.
Staring at the Immortal Perfume Purple Osmanthus before her, Su Wanqing was momentarily stunned upon hearing the young man's words.
The young man's handsome face quietly gazed at her, with eyes pure and profound, devoid of any impurities.
The peculiar fragrance emanated from the Immortal Osmanthus, voluntarily seeping into her snow-white nose and permeating her body, inducing an involuntary desire to breathe.
Her heartbeat suddenly quickened a few beats, and she softly said, "For me?"
She obviously hadn't expected that Li Hao was serious, truly intending to give her the painstakingly picked Immortal Perfume Purple Osmanthus, right in front of her sister Su Muqing.
She suddenly realized something, and turned to glance at Su Muqing beside her.
The coldness on Su Muqing's face solidified the moment Li Hao handed the flower past her.
