Put love in the fridge

Chapter 297
As soon as Zijing went out, she stopped a car. After getting in the car, she kept her voice steady and told the driver the address.

Turning her head slightly, she saw her face in the rearview mirror.

The night was slightly turbulent, the mirror reflected the light of the street lamp, Zijing saw the blush on her cheeks, revealing a kind of inexplicable palpitation and coquettishness.

They haven't seen each other for many days...

A brief separation is like putting the wine in the cellar, and aging it to produce a more mellow and delicious sweet drink.

Zijing can predict what kind of reunion it will be.

Could it be that he couldn't wait any longer, although he wanted to see her very much, but he had to proudly wait for her to go by himself.

But Zijing is willing to let him wait, she is willing to do it once and run to the person she loves.

Every time, he rushed towards her with a fiery flame, with an aura to burn her up, to set her on fire...

But this time, she wanted to be the one who took the initiative to walk towards her lover.

She wants to be a woman who can give for each other.

She had already accepted too much of his love, too much to hold and take.

The only thing that can be done is to return the same love to him.

With apprehension, expectation, and enthusiasm in her heart, she looked at the dark night outside the window.

The phone rang.

She naturally thought that Shi Yixian must have called, and he would definitely not be able to wait to urge her, this was too much like his style.

However, as soon as she saw the phone number, Zijing felt that someone had poured a bucket of ice water on her.

Ying Zixin, this lingering guy, called to chant scriptures.

Ying Zijing answered the phone impatiently: "I won't come back. I promise you to sleep in my bedroom tonight, and I will clean it up."

However, there was no response on the phone for a long time.

Zijing felt strange, so she didn't talk about it immediately, which was not like Ying Zixin's character.

"Hello? Are you there?" she asked over there.

This time, she heard a slight gasp, as if someone was breathing hard.

"Zixin?" Zijing had an inexplicable bad feeling in her heart.

"Sister..." Ying Zixin's voice finally remembered, as if someone was strangling his neck, he said with great difficulty, "Help..."

Shi Yixian had already parked the car in the garage.

Holding the big bouquet of roses he bought halfway, he went upstairs in three steps.

Taking off his coat, he quickly tore off the rose petals and sprinkled them on the bed.

Then, he picked up the broken branches.

Because I was too excited, I was pricked twice by the thorns on the branches.

Next, take a shower.

Between pajamas and formal attire, he still chose formal attire.

Shi Yixian tidied himself up quickly and efficiently. He hoped that he would greet the coming Miss Ying with a very formal and grand appearance.

Everything was ready, and his eyes fell on the bed again.

His eyes stopped for a moment, then he knelt on the bed, gathered all the petals together, and made a heart shape.

...Lying down with Ying Zijing in my arms, between the fragrance and flying rose petals, it will definitely be a good memory.

When Yixian was daydreaming, the phone rang.

It's Ying Zijing's phone number.

He picked it up and deliberately kept his voice steady: "Wait a minute, I just went out for a while and I'll be home soon."

Even though he said this, he ran downstairs, preparing to "surprise" her.

(End of this chapter)