"You're beautiful." Fu Hua replied as he stretched his hand towards her face, but Jia Li dodged it and said, "We are in the elevator." Fu Hua chuckled and retracted his hand, and only then did Jia Li lose her guard against him.
Still carrying the bouquet of roses, Jia Li followed Fu Hua into their suite, without knowing that Fu Hua was waiting for the right time to attack.
Immediately he shut the door, Fu Hua turned and grabbed Jia Li, pulling her close to him, and in the process, the bouquet fell to the floor.
Jia Li looked like she had a little complaint, but Fu Hua said to her with a smiling gaze, "We are not in the elevator." His reply caused Jia Li to chuckle.
'Can this man act his age for a minute?'
"I love you." Fu Hua said while staring right into Jia Li's eyes. He meant every word he said. Jia Li smiled and confessed to him, "I don't think I will ever stop loving you even if I want to."
