In the afternoon, the flower delivery guy gave her another bouquet of flowers and a pink gift box.

Han Yurou was curious about who gave it to her, so she opened the bow on the gift box and saw Qin Haoran's words.

"Happy birthday, little fairy.——Qin Haoran"

The gift box contains lipstick and perfume that no girl can resist. Unexpectedly, Qin Haoran is very good at choosing colors. Several lipsticks are in colors that suit her very well. As for the perfume, she also likes the smell.

Just as I opened the box, my phone rang.

Qin Haoran sent her a WeChat message: Have you received the gift? I think it’s suitable for you, but I don’t know if you like it.

Han Yurou replied: I like it, it’s very suitable.

Qin Haoran: Just like it.

Naturally, it was not appropriate to return a birthday gift. Han Yurou thought that she would give him another gift in return when it was his birthday.

The flowers Qin Haoran sent were also very beautiful. They were fresh bouquets with crystal clear dewdrops on them.

On this day, Han Yurou was in a very good mood.

When she got off work in the evening, she left half of the flowers in the office and took half of the flowers home.

Along the way home, she attracted everyone's attention.

Smelling the fragrance of flowers, I feel very satisfied.

The days are long in summer. As we approach the gate of the community, the sky is not completely dark yet. There is still a bright sunset glow on the horizon, spreading in the west, and the glow is brilliant.

The gentle orange color fell on Han Yurou's white T-shirt, and there was a layer of tenderness and joy in her eyebrows.

Before she could enter the community, a figure emerged from the intersection next to her. It was Rong Jincheng.

"Happy birthday, Rourou." Today, Rong Jincheng dressed up carefully. He wore a white casual shirt and loosely unbuttoned the collar, revealing a section of healthy wheat-colored skin. His hair was also taken care of, and his eyes were full of smiles.

No longer as loose and unruly as before.

Han Yurou was startled by him again.

Reflexively, he took two steps back and held the bouquet tightly with both hands.

Flowers covered half of her face.

Rong Jincheng saw impatience and dryness in her eyes, mixed with an icy coldness.

Rong Jincheng clasped his hands behind his back, and he also brought her a gift. He was frugal and worked hard for a long time to save money to buy it.

"Why don't you say anything?" He leaned over, "Are you surprised that I still remember your birthday?"

"What's wrong with you?"

"I want to treat you to dinner."

"No need, I don't feel well, I want to go back and rest."

"Really?" Rong Jincheng looked into her eyes, "I bought you a gift."

"don't want."

"Take a look first." Rong Jincheng took out the box from behind. It was a very delicate sky blue gift box, wrapped in smooth and expensive silk satin. Every corner was low-key and noble. The brand's logo was printed on the box.

Han Yurou naturally recognized this brand.

A luxury brand that makes high-heeled shoes is worth a lot of money.

Rong Jincheng held the box with both hands, and raised the corners of his lips. The fine sunset rays shone on his beautiful bangs, and his dark eyes were shining with luster.

With eagerness and expectations.

His heartbeat is also speeding up.

Han Yurou refused without thinking: "I don't want it."

Rong Jincheng was still holding the box: "Open it and take a look. If you don't like it, say no."

In the past, he could easily buy many pairs of shoes like this, but now, this is really the money he has saved for several months.

During this time, he did whatever work was available and was very frugal on food and clothing.
Chapter completed!