"Come in."
He turned the doorknob and slowly pushed the door open.
When Munni, sitting behind the desk, looked up and met Xu Yisen's gentle eyes, she couldn't help but be stunned for a second. As her gaze touched the blooming champagne roses in his hand, she pouted and said, "Coming in early in the morning with a gesture like this, what are you up to?"
Her attitude of suspicion, like a weasel wishing a chicken a happy New Year, left Xu Yisen both amused and helpless.
He walked up to the desk and handed the exquisitely wrapped bouquet to Munni, who was sitting opposite, "This isn't called a gesture, it's called romance."
Munni took the flowers and moved to sit on the sofa. She removed the wilting flowers from the vase on the coffee table and began inserting the champagne roses from the bouquet into the vase, one by one.
"Are you feeling better after being sick?"
