Shen Ci'an walked in with a bouquet of flowers, and a fragrance instantly filled the kitchen.
Seeing the bouquet in his hands, Su Muyao's eyes lit up. She loved flowers and felt that just looking at them could lift her mood.
In the previous world after the apocalypse, the air environment changed, making it hard to cultivate flowers. Many decorative flowers were fake, lacking the natural beauty and scent of real flowers.
Shen Ci'an constantly observed Su Muyao's expression. He smiled teasingly and said, "It seems Wife likes them."
Looking at the different flowers in the bouquet, including lavender, jasmine, and camellia, Su Muyao's expression subtly changed, not denying her fondness for them.
"Why did you give me these flowers?" Even if she liked them, Su Muyao wouldn't easily accept them, suspecting he had ulterior motives.
Shen Ci'an replied, "It's my fault for not returning during this period. I admit it. I want to pursue Wife again and have you accept me once more."
