Ye Jiaqi sneered, holding his chin and looking at Josnian quietly.

She cherished every minute and every second of such moments.

In the evening, the setting sun gradually sets in the west, gradually sets below the horizon, slowly changes from a full circle to a semicircle, and then disappears.

The sun has set, and the water in the swimming pool is gradually getting colder.

When Josnian swam over, Ye Jiaqi threw the towel to him and said with a smile, "Come up, it's getting dark soon."

They swam for a long time.

Mr. Dick is also very powerful. Even at such an age, he can move freely back and forth in the swimming pool like a fish, which really impressed Ye Jiaqi.

Looking at Ye Jiaqi's smile, Josnian felt a little dazed for a moment.

The face in front of him was clearly clear and close at hand, but his vision became blurry.

There were shapeless images floating around in his mind, and Josnian's temples were beating.

He took a sip of water to suppress the anxiety that suddenly surged in his heart.

Mr. Dick went to the dressing room and the female secretary left behind him.

Josnian also jumped out of the swimming pool, took the towel and bath towel in Ye Jiaqi's hand and walked to the locker room.

The servants in Mr. Dick's manor had already prepared clean shirts and trousers for Josnian, and they handed the clothes into Ye Jiaqi's hands.

One in front of the other, one tall and one short, the two walked on the artificial beach, leaving a series of footprints.

The garden of the manor is full of roses. The evening breeze blows, the fragrance of the flowers is fragrant, and the flower branches are swaying.

The roses were so beautiful, more beautiful than the ones she bought in the flower shop.

Josnian went to take a shower first, while Ye Jiaqi waited for him quietly outside.

She looked at the scenery of the manor. At this time, the night was low, the street lights were on, and a light layer of black was spread all around, adding a sense of mystery to the manor.

There were servants everywhere, and the aroma of cooking smoke and food soon filled the manor.

The style here is pure American, luxurious and low-key, and every place can make people feel the ultimate enjoyment.

Ye Jiaqi stood on the roadside and looked at the roses under the street lamp.

The petals are complete, the flowers are beautiful, and the variety is very pure.

"If Miss Ye likes these flowers, you can take some back." Mr. Dick came out of the bath without knowing why.

"Can I pick it off?"

"Of course. I'll ask the servant to cut some branches for you. What color do you like?"

"Pink, it looks good."

"Okay, okay, Sam, bring me the scissors."

The servants in Mr. Dick's manor were all respectful and worked quickly. After a while, the male servant picked up a bouquet of pink roses for Ye Jiaqi and thoughtfully wrapped them with ribbons and satin to avoid piercing her hands.

"Mr. Dick, you are biased. I have been to the manor so many times and you have never given me a rose." The female secretary also walked out.

"If you like it, I'll ask Sam to cut one for you, so you won't say I'm partial."

"Oh, what is coming is not good, just let these roses bloom on the branches, and I won't waste the flowers." The female secretary said.

Ye Jiaqi held the rose and smelled it. It smelled very good.

The evening breeze blew her hair, and the night highlighted her pretty face, making her look particularly charming.

"Ye Jiaqi!" A man's voice came from not far away.

"Ms. Ye, your president is calling you, come over quickly." The female secretary smiled.

"Okay, excuse me."

Ye Jiaqi carried the rose and walked to the lounge room.
Chapter completed!