Ye Jiaqi smiled awkwardly and looked at Qiao Sinian quietly with her cheeks.

She cherishes every minute and every second of this moment.

In the evening, the sunset gradually settled down, gradually falling under the horizon, slowly moving from full circle to semicircle, and then disappearing.

The sun sets, and the pool water in the swimming pool gradually becomes cooler.

When Qiao Sinian swam over, Ye Jiaqi threw the towel to him and said with a smile: "Come on, it's almost dark."

They swam for a while.

Mr. Dick is also very powerful. At such a young age, he is actually free to and from the swimming pool, like a fish, which makes Ye Jiaqi look at him with admiration.

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

The face in front of him was clearly clear and close, but his eyes blurred.

There were imformed images floating around in my mind, and Qiao Sinian's temples were beating.

He took a sip of water and suppressed the anxiety that suddenly came to his heart.

Mr. Dick went to the locker room, and the female secretary followed him and left.

Qiao Sinian also jumped up from the swimming pool and took the towel and bath towel from Ye Jiaqi's hand to the locker room.

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

One in front and one behind, one in height and one in short, the two walked on the artificial beach and stepped on a string of footprints.

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

The roses are so beautiful, even more beautiful than what she bought in a flower shop.

Qiao Sinian went to take a shower first, while Ye Jiaqi was waiting for him quietly outside.

She looked at the scenery of the manor. At this time, the night was drooping, the street lights were on, and a light layer of black was covered with a surrounding, which added a sense of mystery to the manor.

There were servants everywhere, and the aroma of smoke and food soon wafted in the manor.

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

Ye Jiaqi stood by the roadside, looking at the roses under the street lights.

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

"If Miss Ye likes this flower, you can take some back." Mr. Dick came out after taking a shower for some reason.

"Can you pick it?"

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

"Pink, it looks good."

"Okay, okay, Sam, come here with scissors."

The servants in Mr. Dick's manor were respectful and were very quick to do things. After a while, the male servant picked up a bouquet of pink roses for Ye Jiaqi, and thoughtfully wrapped them with ribbons and silk for her, afraid of being thrust.

"Mr. Dick is partial. I have been to the manor so many times, but I haven't seen you give me roses." The female secretary also walked out.

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

"Oh, what you are looking for is not good, let these roses bloom on the branches, and I won't waste the flowers." said the female secretary.

Ye Jiaqi held the rose and sniffed it, which smelled very well.

The evening breeze blew up her hair, and the night color set off her pretty face, making her look particularly charming.

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

"Miss Ye, your president calls you, come over quickly." The female secretary smiled.

"Okay, I'm not with you."

Ye Jiaqi walked towards the room in the lounge with rose in his arms.
Chapter completed!