Jessica opened the door and saw Carl holding a bouquet in his hand.
Carl said with a big smile, "I'm back."
Jessica didn't know what to say. She raised her chin and looked at him, "Mr. Carl, can you be less shameless?"
"Probably not," Carl replied meekly.
He gave the flowers in his hand to Jessica.
Jessica couldn't help but smile faintly, "Thank you."
Carl entered the room and closed the door. Then, he leaned over to her and said, "Give me some practical thanks."
Jessica raised her head slightly. They were extremely close together. Carl could even see his reflection clearly in her beautiful eyes.
Carl swallowed hard and he was nervous for no reason.
In the next moment, Jessica tilted her head and kissed him on the face.
That was all?
Carl stared at Jessica with wide eyes. As if Jessica had succeeded in her prank, she smiled craftily and turned around to run away with the flower in her hand.
She muttered as she went to look for the vase, "I have to put the flowers in the vase quickly."
After Carl stood by the door for a moment, he reached out and touched his face. Then he laughed softly and slowly walked toward the inside.
Jessica had found the vase and was seriously putting the flowers that Carl bought into it.
Jessica once accompanied her mother to learn flower arrangements. In addition, she had an eye for it, so the flowers arranged by her were naturally beautiful.
"It's pretty good-looking." Carl stood behind her and said, "If you lose your job in the future, you can open a flower shop."
"You are cursing me for losing my job?" Jessica picked up a flower in her hand and made a pose to hit Carl.
Carl looked at her with a smile and did not dodge, "How about being the wife of the president of Tip Top?"
"You wish." Jessica put the flowers in the vase.
Hearing what Carl said, Jessica remembered that her contract with Tip Top was about to expire.
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