Paranoid Master Mo pampered

Mo Yelan seemed to be serious, Yun Chuyao looked at him probingly, and said half-jokingly:
"It's just a breakfast, and you even waited for me to eat it together."

While speaking, the girl had already sat down on the chair the man pulled out, her eyes continued to fall on him, and she asked curiously, "Is today a special day?"

Mo Yelan smiled lightly, and sat down on the seat next to Yun Chuyao.

"Today is not a special day." He said softly, his low-mellow voice became more magnetic and pleasant in the early morning.

His eyes were fixed on the eyes of the person in front of him without blinking, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he added: "However, today can become a special day."

"What do you mean?" Yun Chuyao was slightly taken aback, not quite understanding what he meant.

At this moment, Mo Bo came in with someone, and presented a rich breakfast to Mo Yelan and Yun Chuyao.

Seeing that the dining table in front of her was full of all kinds of delicacies, Yun Chuyao was stunned.

"This battle...is even richer than during the Chinese New Year." The girl couldn't help but sighed, she turned her eyes to look at Mo Yelan beside her, and couldn't help asking again: "What special day is today? "

Mo Yelan smiled without saying a word, just looked at her with gentle and doting eyes.

Not only does he hope that she is the first person he sees when he wakes up every day, but he also hopes that she is also the person who eats three meals a day with him every day.

For the rest of his life, he wanted to experience many things with her.

Mo Yelan's smile...it seemed very meaningful.

Unconsciously, Yun Chuyao half-closed her eyes, which were clear and crystal clear.

The girl inexplicably had a very strong premonition that this man seemed to be preparing something behind her back.

Is there... a surprise?

Just as he was thinking, he heard some movement, and Mo Bo stepped in again, followed by the supervisor of the gardener in the Mo Garden.

All I saw was that the supervisor of the gardener was holding a large bouquet of fragrant roses, which were the freshest in the garden. The petals were still stained with the morning dew, and the sun set, shining brilliantly.

Sure enough, there is a surprise!
Yun Chuyao's eyes fell on the big bouquet of roses unconsciously, she was amazed for a moment, she turned to look at Mo Yelan: "This is..."

"Miss Yun, this is a new variety of rose that Master Mo specially ordered us to breed for you. I hope you like it!" The gardener supervisor explained with a smile.

Yun Chuyao also carefully discovered that the bouquet of roses was indeed different from the common roses on the market, a little special and very beautiful.

It turned out that this was a new variety that Mo Yelan ordered the gardeners to cultivate specially for her.

This kind of surprise and romance exclusive to one person successfully hit Yun Chuyao's heart, the girl's eyes lit up unconsciously, she stood up gracefully, and reached out to take the bouquet of roses that was exclusive to her.

Yun Chuyao closed her eyes lightly, lowered her head and sniffed lightly, the sweet and pleasant smell was refreshing.

She loves it.

The girl smiled, and against the backdrop of flowers, she was bright and delicate.

Mober and the head gardener tactfully withdrew after completing their tasks.

At that time, there were only Mo Yelan and Yun Chuyao in the room.

"So you specially prepared this rich breakfast in order to give me this bouquet of roses?"

Yun Chuyao held the flowers and looked at Mo Yelan. The two small dimples on the corners of her lips were particularly obvious, and they were filled with the cleanest sunlight in the morning.

Mo Yelan hooked the corners of her lips noncommittally, and asked, "Do you like it?"

He was referring to roses.

Master Mo always felt that the common roses on the market were too ordinary and tacky, so he gave an order to the gardeners of Moyuan: they must breed new varieties of roses that fit Yaoyao's temperament!

Only one who is unique can be worthy of his Yaoyao.

However, it was a hard work for the gardeners in the Mo garden. In order to breed new varieties, they racked their brains and spent a lot of effort, and finally cultivated roses that satisfied Master Mo.

Master Mo also personally named the new rose variety a name related to Yun Chuyao——Yao Ji.

"Yes, I like it."

After Yun Chuyao gave an affirmative answer, she lowered her head and sniffed the rose in her hand, and said with a smile:
"And the smell of this rose is very good. It's not too pungent, but it's not too bland. It smells just right. It's really hard work for those gardeners who cultivated it."

She could probably imagine how hard those gardeners worked in the face of Master Mo's orders.

It's really hard for them!
"The most important thing is that you like it." Mo Yelan said dotingly.

As long as it can make Yaoyao happy, he can do anything.

"Give me such a big bouquet of roses early in the morning, Alan... Do you want to be romantic today?"

Yun Chuyao slightly tilted her head, looked at Mo Yelan slyly, and smiled coquettishly at him.

Receiving such a large bouquet of roses early in the morning is indeed a great romantic shock.

As a girl, Yun Chuyao also likes romance very much.

Hearing the girl's question, Mo Yelan smiled lightly, and pointed to the seat beside her, "Yaoyao, sit here, I still have something to tell you."

"Okay." Yun Chuyao responded obediently, temporarily put the big bunch of roses she received on an empty chair, walked to Mo Yelan's side, and sat on her original seat Sit down.

"What do you want to say to me?" The girl asked the man beside her with great interest.

She also began to secretly guess in her heart: he should take the opportunity of giving roses to tell her some touching words of love.

Yun Chuyao is not a person who is obsessed with sweet words, but she still prefers to listen to Mo Yelan's love words.

Because every time Master Mo talks about love, he will give people a sexy feeling. After all, he is not only handsome, but also has a nice voice.

Every time she listened to him speak affectionately, Yun Chuyao would have a feeling that her ears were about to become pregnant, and her whole body would be numb, as if an electric current was passing by...

As soon as the girl sat down on the chair, the man stretched out his hand to hold her little hand, straightened his expression, and softly called her name: "Yun Chuyao."

Yun Chuyao...

It's not Yaoyao.

He rarely called her by her first name.

Yun Chuyao was startled unconsciously, only felt that the surrounding air became serious.

Mo Yelan's face also looked serious.

Yun Chuyao straightened her face unconsciously, and asked cautiously, "What's wrong?"

Did something serious happen?

The girl's heart couldn't help but hang.

In the next second, I saw Mo Yelan's thin lips slightly parted, and a soft and magnetic voice slowly entered Yun Chuyao's ears: "Yun Chuyao, I want to marry you, will you marry me as my wife? "

"..."

Suddenly, the air suddenly became quiet.

It never occurred to him that what he was going to say was this, Yun Chuyao froze in place like petrified...