Chapter 142 It’s time to open the gifts!

"Um?"

Jian Yao looked at the small express box suspiciously.

What is hers is hers, and what is not hers is not hers.

What does it mean to be considered hers?

Gu Zhiyan deliberately kept the question a secret, "You'll know what it is in a moment."

"But..." He shook the bags in his hands, "Are you really not going to wait for me to go in first?

Jian Yao smiled at him shyly, then leaned slightly sideways while holding the bouquet and walked in with Gu Zhiyan.

Fresh bell orchids look like a string of crystal clear little bells, with water droplets trembling under the delicate petals, which are beautiful and lovely.

She remembered that after they got the certificate, when Gu Zhiyan went to pick her up for the live broadcast, he gave her Linglan, and she was a little curious.

"Do you like Linglan very much? This is the second time you have given me Linglan."

Then when she confessed her love to me, she used Black Buck, didn't that make her look stupid?

Gu Zhiyan put the box in his hand on the sofa beside him and turned to look at it. "Do you know the flower language of bell orchid?"

Jian Yao shook her head honestly.

Like the black buckthorn, the bell orchid is a relatively rare flower. It is said that it is not easy to cultivate and is also difficult to transport because it is delicate.

She just thought it was beautiful, cute and lovely, but she had never understood the language of the flower.

Gu Zhiyan looked at the bouquet of white flowers in her hand and said softly, "Its flower language is: happiness is coming back."

Because the flower language is the return of happiness, the timing of the two flower deliveries was also well-planned.

The first time was the first time they met after getting their marriage certificate.

That time, he became Jian Yao's partner in the legal sense.

This time, it was the first Chinese Valentine's Day after the two confirmed their feelings, and he finally became Jian Yao's partner recognized by both law and soul.

His happiness has always been in Jian Yao's hands.

Jian Yao's drooped eyelashes trembled, and the fingertips holding the bouquet shook slightly.

She took a step forward, touched Gu Zhiyan's shoulders with her slender fingers, stood on tiptoe and kissed him lightly on the lips, as fleeting as a dragonfly touching the water.

"Thank you, I love it."

"How about we use bell orchids as the main flower at our wedding?"

From now on, at every node in life, I will use Linglan.

She specially wore a high-grade gray halter dress today, and the waist-hugging design showed off her graceful curves to the fullest.

Gu Zhiyan's hands restrained her slender waist, stabilizing her body, and he lowered his eyes to look into her clear eyes.

I put on some makeup today, with delicate eyeliner slightly upturned, and champagne-colored eyeshadow shimmering in the warm sunset, which is incredibly beautiful.

Gu Zhiyan lowered his eyes, his gaze fell on her moist lips, and waited patiently for her to finish speaking. With a "hmm", he lowered his head and was about to kiss her.

Jian Yao leaned back slightly to avoid his movements, stretched out a finger to cover his lips, and murmured unhappily, "Did you hear what I just said?"

She felt like he was just brushing her off.

His mind was not on what she said at all!

Gu Zhiyan held her waist, nodded gently, and repeated what she had just said, "I heard you. Let's use bell orchids as the main flower at the wedding."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Jian Yao's beautiful eyes, then turned his gaze back to her lips, "I want to kiss you."

Jian Yao gently shook his hand away, carefully placed the flowers on the living room table, and took him to the restaurant.

"No, eat first, or the food will get cold."

She cooked according to the time. It was hot in summer, and because of the delay, the food was just the right temperature.

Jian Yao pulled a chair for Gu Zhiyan, forced him to sit down, and poured him a glass of sober wine.

"Try the food I cooked and see if it's delicious."

Jian Yao is actually better at Chinese food, but on festivals like Chinese Valentine's Day, French food is more in line with the atmosphere.

Gu Zhiyan picked up the knife and fork, cut a piece of beef, put it into his mouth and chewed it gently, "It's delicious."

Jian Yao propped her chin up with both hands and looked at Gu Zhiyan expectantly. When she heard him say it was delicious, she narrowed her eyes happily and said, "I made it myself. It's delicious. Eat more."

Gu Zhiyan took the plate in front of her, cut the steak for her and put it back, "Thank you for your hard work, ma'am."

Jian Yao picked up a piece and put it in her mouth.

In fact, the cooking time was not well controlled and the meat was a bit tough, but it was still within an acceptable range.

She puffed her cheeks and looked at Gu Zhiyan who was biting the beef without changing his expression, showing no sign of disgust at all, and the corners of her lips curled up.

Gu Zhiyan picked up the red wine on the table and took a sip, then raised his eyes and saw Jian Yao opposite him grinning at him with a slightly raised eyebrow.

"What are you looking at?"

Jian Yao is now much bolder than before. Facing Gu Zhiyan's gaze, she does not dodge or avoid it. "It seems that you are easy to take care of."

Logically speaking, given Gu Zhiyan's status, a meal like this would not be served on his table.

This steak, which was quite acceptable to her, was very likely the worst steak Gu Zhiyan had ever eaten in his life. It was hard for him to say the word "delicious" seriously.

Gu Zhiyan's eyes lit up with smiles, and he put down the cup in his hand. "Actually, it depends on who is raising you."

Jian Yao nodded thoughtfully, "Is that so?"

Jian Yao held the fork in her hand and asked casually, "For example?"

Gu Zhiyan groaned, "For example, if my wife supports me, I can even pay for it."

Jian Yao paused with the spoon in her hand, a little curious, "What if it was someone else?"

She tried to imagine Gu Zhiyan with other people, and found that she couldn't imagine it.

"Others?"

Gu Zhiyan recalled how he felt when he first learned that Jian Yao was going to get engaged to Lu Chengze.

He never wanted to experience that kind of extreme oppression and suffocation again in his life.

What was he thinking at that time?

He was wondering whether he should just watch her happiness in silence, or be more despicable and just snatch her away.

From the beginning to the end, I never thought about the possibilities between myself and other people.

His voice deepened and he said in a serious tone, "There won't be anyone else."

He will wait and wait until Jian Yao comes back.

Jian Yao's fingertips trembled and she almost couldn't hold the fork steadily.

She thought Gu Zhiyan was a little silly, but she was also glad that she didn't go down a dead end. She turned back in time and was lucky enough to pick him up from the crowd.

She put down the fork in her hand, picked up the cup beside her, and raised it to Gu Zhiyan, "Gu Zhiyan."

"From now on, I won't have anyone else."

Gu Zhiyan raised his glass and clinked it with hers gently, "Jian Yao, I take it seriously."

Jian Yaozheng nodded emphatically, "I am also very serious."

She will always, always, always be with Gu Zhiyan.

During the meal, Jian Yao drank a little too much. When Gu Zhiyan put the dishes into the dishwasher, her cheeks had already started to feel slightly hot.

Gu Zhiyan looked back and saw the blush on her cheeks. He couldn't help but rub her face gently with his fingers. It was warm and soft.

"Dear Mrs. Gu, it's time to open the presents."