Savage Love On His Wheelchair novel Chapter 1166

Wilson holding a bouquet of fiery red roses slowly like Rosemary walking, eyes deep love, this scene fell in Rosemary's eyes suddenly have a feeling of falling in love.

"I thought you weren't coming?"

Rosemary took the roses from his hand and laughed, "You made it so mysterious that I almost thought I was being tricked again."

Thinking of her hesitation just now at the entrance of the coffee shop, Rosemary snorted out a laugh.

Wilson pulled out a chair for her and sat down, dotingly saying, "I just wanted to surprise you, but I didn't expect to make you think so much, so it seems I'm still a failure as a husband."

"That's for sure, if I didn't recognize the writing on the greeting card as your own, I wouldn't have come even if you had boarded here for a day."

Rosemary said in a fake pout.

Looking at the specially decorated scene in front of her, Rosemary suddenly asked curiously, "Is today the day? Why do you make it so mysterious?"

Today is neither her birthday nor his birthday, nor is it their wedding anniversary, is there any other holiday that she doesn't remember?

Wilson helped her pour a glass of red wine, see her seriously all curious, pick up the glass and her gently clink, sip, said: "You forget, today is the day we first met."

"Is that so?"

Looking at him, Rosemary struggled to remember, but why didn't she remember it was today.

Seeing her look of contemplation, Wilson laughed lightly and said in a doting tone, "Fool, today is the day I first met you, originally I wanted to take you to the scene to relive it, but thinking that you don't like too noisy places, so I had to choose the location here."

Speaking of which, Rosemary suddenly brought her face over with a smirking smile on her face, "Say, did you fall in love with me at first sight the first time you saw me?"

Before they went out on a trip when Wilson had said a little, but at the time she was not very familiar with him, did not dare to ask too much sub-critical.

The delicate little face is only a finger away from his, full red lips, like freshly plucked cherries, attracting mouth-watering.

His little wife is such that she can easily arouse his desire no matter what time of day.

"Honey, I'm hungry."

"Hmm?"

Rosemary blinked her beautiful eyes, and when she reacted, her cheeks brushed red like the pride and joy of the sun, angrily glared at the immodest man in front of her and said, "If you are hungry, hurry up and serve the food."

Hearing her words, Wilson's eyes suddenly darkened a few points, slightly flashing obscure light, slightly pursed lips, cold face makes Rosemary can't help but feel a little scared.

"Do you know what you're saying to yourself?"

Wilson suddenly sidled up to her, and his low magnetic voice rang out at first.

Rosemary was so crispy by his voice that her breathing became more and more rapid, blinking her watery eyes innocently and saying, "Did I say something wrong?"

Looking at her little cherry mouth, which is closed, is undoubtedly the most seductive action.