Today is the twenty-third.
She... flew last night...
Su Xiaomeng casually tied her long hair with a hairband at the nape of her neck.
Wearing a plain-colored dress with lace embellishments at the neckline and cuffs, she had an apron tied around her waist, resembling a woman from a 15th-16th century British manor.
The apron wasn't even off when she heard them arrive, quickly darting out of the kitchen with a bouquet of flowers in her hands.
A bouquet with blue roses and two lilies, complemented by babysbreath, very beautiful indeed.
She bounced in front of him, calling out, and the flowers naturally extended towards him,
"Happy?"
Su Xiaomeng squinted at him with a smile, shaking her head with a proud look.
"Flew ten hours over. After a meal, I'll 'zoom' back again! How's that? Am I boyfriend power max?"
Yin Shixiu stared at her, his expression as if he didn't recognize the "crazy" woman in front of him.
Su Xiaomeng's cheeky and playful demeanor was anything but stable.
