Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 1702 Rose Manor (8)

Walked over and lifted the hanging curtains.

"The flowers here are nice."

He saw endless delicate roses, and the gradually white and blue sky.

The white and blue in the distance and the scorching fire nearby are vivid and blend together.

It is like a colorful picture scroll carefully carved by people. When it is laid out, the beauty is particularly shocking.

Like an ivory princess on a pagoda, she is so gorgeous.

He couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Soon, I saw the servant who was removing the roses below.

The scene of destroying such a beautiful fairyland is really dazzling.

He frowned, "What? They want to remove these flowers?"

Uncle Wang sighed and stood by his side.

Hands folded in front, very polite.

"This is the season when the flowers are blooming. It's not good if the fragrance of the flowers is too strong. We, Mr. Da, always like to be light. If the fragrance is too strong, it will make us feel uncomfortable, so we plan to plant something else."

Speaking of which, this sea of ​​roses was a gift given to the old lady by the old gentleman before he passed away.

It's a pity that the two elders both passed away, and things are different.

Looking at these flowers now, it can only be used to touch the scene and have no other purpose.

In addition, the current owner is Mr. Da. Mr. Da likes simple and elegant things. As for roses...

It can only be said to be indifferent.

Move it and move it, there is no way.

Uncle Wang also felt a little regretful.

After all, these roses are really beautiful after being raised for so long.

Qiao Zhenting put down the curtains, "Since big brother doesn't want them, send them to me."

"It just so happens that I just bought a winery recently, and it would be nice to have some rose wine."

"This……"

Uncle Wang hesitated for a moment, then bowed slightly, "Excuse me, may I ask Mr. Da for instructions first?"

This flower was originally intended to be sold. After all, it has been raised for a long time, and it was bought at a high price——

"Okay, I'll show you how stingy, I'll make an offer, okay?"

Qiao Zhenting turned around and put it in his pocket.

"I'll accept as much as my elder brother sells, and let them send me the flowers."

"Be careful when sending them to me. They should be sent to me as they are now. Don't make the flowers look bad."

It can be seen that he really likes these flowers.

Uncle Wang had no choice but to answer, "Yes, Mr. Xiao."

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master bedroom.

The huge space is filled with light gray and cool tones.

The floor-to-ceiling windows were tightly closed, and the silver-gray soft curtains were drawn, blocking the bright light from outside.

The crisp bird chirping outside, the refreshing majesty, and the fragrance of the blooming flowers are all blocked outside by such a window.

Inside, it was exceptionally clean.

It was so quiet that there was only the sound of the tiny pendulum swinging.

The person on the big bed had his eyes closed, and his breathing was very shallow, so shallow that he could hardly hear it.

Probably because of a rare sleep, the person who woke up at this point in Japan still shows no signs of waking up.

The fair-skinned face, the long eyelashes are slightly drawn, like a small fan, trembling slightly, as if sleeping a little restlessly.

Beside him, the rattan crutches were still quietly placed in place.

The long fingers that were as beautiful as jade moved slightly.

In the dim light, the quiet environment seemed to urge him into a dream.

Little by little, vaguely, you can still smell the faint fragrance of roses.

In Shen Shen's dream, he seemed to want to touch something.

The fingertips trembled slightly, extremely fragile.

(End of this chapter)