Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 1703 Rose Manor (9)

The sea, the sea of ​​flowers all over the sky.

The endless red is like a burning fire, warm and public.

The flowers here are very colorful, blooming, and the petals are delicate and charming, containing crystal clear dewdrops, shaking slightly in the breeze.

At this moment, the sky is very blue, as blue as an oil painting that has been knocked over by someone, pure blue, without blemishes.

The clouds are very white, as white as a brush stroke inadvertently drawn on the scroll by a watercolor pen, ethereal and random.

The flowers all over the ground, the delicate and beautiful roses in full bloom, are like works of art that have been meticulously carved by people. Every plant is so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off it.

The fragrance of flowers all over the sky, blowing gently with the breeze.

It was like a girl's soft and delicate hand gently caressing his cheek.

There was a soft and melodious laugh swirling in the wind, like a charming fox, slyly hooking him.

The ecstasy of bone erosion almost makes people lose their souls and lose their minds.

The man standing in the sea of ​​flowers did not have a cane to support him.

He stood there quietly, with no emotion on his elegant and noble eyebrows.

The extremely dark eyes just looked at this gorgeous sea of ​​flowers, and the slightly cool fingertips almost touched the rose beside him.

The petals are surprisingly soft and beautiful.

He retracted his fingertips almost instantly, and moved his footsteps.

Somewhat lame.

Without crutches, he moves a little slowly.

He didn't even frown when he stepped on the spikes with his bare feet.

It was just like being scalded, without touching the flowers.

As if deliberately avoiding it.

When he took a step back, he stopped suddenly.

As if aware of something, his jade fingertips trembled.

next second.

A soft and warm body gently clung to him from behind, silently.

His slender arms, as white and delicate as lotus root, encircled his thin waist.

Like a vixen, the extremely soft and fragrant person stood on tiptoe.

In his ear, he blew lightly.

The fragrance of roses is overflowing, very light.

More, it is an indescribable fragrance.

Like that cunning fox's tail, it slid across his heart as if nothing.

His heart trembled, and suddenly, he began to feel hot uncontrollably.

The heartbeat speeded up, and the temperature was even more frighteningly hot.

The monstrous and indescribable feelings are like a flood that has opened the gate, gushing and rolling.

Sweeping to fill the entire chest, like a hungry beast with a huge mouth, crazily devouring it.

Swallowed his asceticism, swallowed all his peace.

His fingertips trembled instantly, even a little hot.

His back was a little stiff, and his breathing became a little short from the usual peace.

It was supposed to look noble and elegant, but now...

At the tips of the ears, a faint blush gradually climbed up.

It is not as gorgeous as roses, but it is white and pink, and it is more charming and magnificent than flowers.

The extremely dark eyes trembled, as if they were covered with a light mist.

Can't see anything but...

He is silent.

The ultimate silence.

The person behind seemed to chuckle.

The slender and delicate legs were next to him, with their toes pointing up.

Looking down, you can see the glowing red dress.

The skirt is flamboyant, more gorgeous than the roses all over the ground, and even more ecstasy.

It's like warm and strong rum, just a light touch, it's extremely intoxicating.

Drunk to the bottom of my heart.

She smiled in his ear without speaking.

He turned his back to her, lowered his eyes, and looked at her skirt quietly.

Fingers curled up slightly.

(End of this chapter)