Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 411: Chapter 437: The Last Supper

The car left behind.

Daisy Ginger stood in place, beneath the starlit sky, looking at the young man not far away.

They had been together for so long, yet they had never seemed so distant.

Daisy was silent for a moment, then smiled at him and began to walk toward his direction.

She walked up to him, looked at him, and chuckled lightly, "I thought you didn’t want to see me anymore."

The man’s gaze landed on her face, after a while, he slowly raised his hand.

Daisy watched his movement, her gaze unflinching, waiting for his hand to fall on her neck or face.

Until her cold hand was held by the man’s warm, thick palm, she was a little stunned, not yet coming back to her senses, already being led into the glass greenhouse.

The greenhouse was transparent, with a constant temperature, right in early summer, the plants were lush, and the scent of flowers filled the air.

Daisy looked up and saw the Milky Way above her head.

silver shadows, like fallen fragments of stars, flickered and danced on the glass ceiling, without turning on the lights, yet it didn’t

and Daisy also fell silent, neither

wanted to take her, nor did she want to ask, just letting

paved with white tiles, light pink tulips quietly exuded their

petals, there was a dining table set

him,

down in front of him, watching him pour a glass of red wine for her,

flickered, under the starlight, this candlelit dinner could only be

kept her head down, slowly eating half of the steak, then looked up at the man sitting

notice her gaze, looked up at her, and asked faintly,

smiled, "Is this the

she was full, would he kill her and bury her beneath the wilderness

put down his knife and fork, "Are you

wine in front of her, then

a napkin, stood up from his chair, "Let’s

was silent for a while, then

took her for a walk around the greenhouse, then went

her shoulder suddenly felt heavier, it was the man’s jacket, covering her