In order to protect his anus, in a moment of desperation, Su Yu had a flash of inspiration. "I've got it, Ninth Master, although the flowers are pretty, they will eventually wither. Regardless of whether it's the golden roses or the tulips, it's something tangible and will be destroyed sooner or later. Why don't we do the opposite and give Young Madam an invisible flower? What do you think?"
Xie Jiuhan raised his brows and asked, "Invisible flower?"
Su Yu smiled and stretched out a finger to point at the sky. "Ninth Master, the fireworks in the sky are also flowers. Although it's short, it is an instant beauty. I believe that no one has ever sent Young Madam a grand and gorgeous fireworks show before!"
