"Logan?"
She looked around in bewilderment, how could not find the familiar figure.
Brows locked, was thinking about the need to dial his phone when a burst of white orchid between the nose came ......
She looked along, only to see Logan walking toward her with a bouquet of white orchids in his arms.
Heart thumping wildly a few times, can not help but miss a half beat.
"You ......"
As soon as the words fell, a bouquet of flowers had fallen into her arms in a smooth motion, Elena snorted out a laugh, "When did you prepare these behind my back?"
"Just now."
"How come I didn't notice?" She wrinkled her brow and carefully recalled, and found that for a long time she could not remember what was different just now.
"How can you find out when you only have eyes for me?"
"Narcissist!" She sent him a blank stare.
Logan hooked his lips and reached out to take her up from her seat.
Elena subconsciously clutched the bouquet of flowers in her arms and said in surprise, "Is there more?"
Logan looked over with a meaningful twinkle in his eyes, "What does madam think?"
"How do I know?"
If she could have easily guessed his mind, she would not have had to guess blindly here.
"We'll see about that later." Logan led her straight up to the rooftop.
The moment the elevator opened the door, the rose-paved path appeared in front of her eyes, making her step timidly, "Lo, Logan, what are you doing?"
Why did she always feel so wrong?
"Hush ......"
The man's large hands were pressed against her eyes, directly covering them, "Come with me, wait, and I'll tell you."
"So mysterious?" She muttered in a small voice, but still followed her obediently.
When those hands were lowered, a sea of red flowers that could not be ignored appeared in front of her, Logan turned his eyes to look at her, and the two of them looked at each other and both stepped into the dance floor.
Logan body slightly bent down, do bow, one hand out in front of her gentlemanly voice, "Beautiful lady, I wonder if I have the honor to invite you to a dance?"
"Of course!" She graciously responded, dropping her hand into his.
The two have just moved, the beautiful long waltz dance music followed by the sound.
Elena's dance steps are considered poor, but with Logan's attentive leadership nothing goes wrong.
Turning, she fell into his arms with ease.
Elena arched her eyes and couldn't help but say, "Mr. Brown, I'm curious as to what else is next."
In the past, the man did not have much interest in the man will suddenly do such a thing to her surprise, but also do not know who instigated.
The man hooked his lips and smiled, "Then the lady will wait."
"Yes!"
At the end of the song, Logan wrapped his arms around her waist and tenderly dropped a kiss on her pink lips.
"Snap!"
The sound of the jewelry box opening made her open her eyes and look at ......
Logan slowly let her go, got down on one knee and took her hand in one hand.
"I'm serious, too." The little woman squatted down to be level with him.
Logan looked at her and did not move for a long time.
Elena gritted her teeth in exasperation and said, "Idiot! I do! And you put the ring on me now!"
At that, the man reacted and took out the ring with an unusual amount of hand trembling.
Elena clasped his hand and laughed softly, "What, you're surprised you're nervous at all?"
"Or what?"
Logan laughed, and the next second, her body was held tightly in his arms to keep her from seeing her somewhat embarrassed appearance at the moment.
"Elena, you really are the best gift in the world for me." The man's voice was low, but she could hear it loud and clear!
"I think so." The little woman hugged him and hummed, "Sometimes I wonder what's so great about me that I managed to get you to look at me back then."
Obviously ...... they were just a dewy couple for one night, and he had every reason to push her away.
But he, instead, chose to extend his hands to her and pulled her up from the abyss of hell.
"Who knows?" Logan himself was in a trance.
"How could you not know?" She slammed an elbow directly into the small of his back.
Logan shook his head, "Maybe ...... it was waking up and seeing your helpless and resilient defiant eyes that attracted me and made me unable to move ......"
But who knows, that one look, is a lifetime.
Or perhaps, everything is destined by God, the fate of things, who can say it?
Elena hooked her lips in satisfaction and buried her little face into his arms once again, "Logan, thank you for always being there for me all these years."
She thought that without him, she must not have learned to be so strong.
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