Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 1707 Rose Manor (13)

Soon, her figure disappeared.

It turned into dots of light like fireflies and dissipated in the sea of ​​flowers.

never see again.

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Another dream.

In the dream, it was still the vast sea of ​​roses, and it was still the endless blue sky.

Flowers all over the ground, delicate and beautiful roses in full bloom.

Full of red, eye-catching red.

Full of fragrance, almost intoxicating.

This time, he stood on the edge of the sea of ​​flowers, only one step away from that kind of rose.

The man quietly looked at the gorgeous red, and his fingertips seemed to curl up slightly.

Some trembling faintly.

Without entering the sea of ​​flowers, he silently lowered his eyes.

Ding stood for a long time, as if waiting for something.

But, after waiting for a long time, there was nothing.

There was no sound, no movement.

There is no flash of bright red, nor that sly chuckle.

Nothing at all.

There was nothingness.

He has long eyelashes hanging down, slightly raised.

His eyes fixed on the sea of ​​flowers.

The wind is light and the sky is blue.

The flowers are very lazy, lifting the petals lazily, shaking slowly.

He looked at it quietly for a while, and finally moved.

Limping, moving very, very slowly.

It was difficult to walk without the support of crutches.

As if deliberately going in, he slowly pushed aside the flowers.

Even if he stepped on the spikes, he walked in quietly as if he didn't feel any pain.

Go deep, keep going deep.

The sun here is warm and the petals are soft.

When stepping on the spikes, blood flowed out.

Flowed quietly into the soil.

From nowhere, a tiny light that was as charming as a firefly gradually emerged.

Little by little, faint rays of light floated in mid-air.

In the bright sunlight, it is impossible to see clearly.

Appeared silently and silently.

It's hard to notice.

The next moment, the man's figure paused slightly and stopped.

Like, noticed something.

Probably to tease him on purpose, that gorgeous figure never appeared.

Only the wind blows gently, blowing the inexplicable light fragrance in the air.

It was her unique scent, very fragrant and soft.

Like the tail of a fox that can't be grasped, it is gently teasing his heart.

His heart was trembling uncontrollably, and the numb itching almost made him lose his mind.

His body stood still, his fingertips trembling violently.

Breathing is also rough.

The faint, indescribable fragrance of flowers, mixed with the fragrance of roses, made his body feel an unprecedented sense of dryness and heat.

At the tips of his ears, there was a thin red soundlessly, like the buried sparks, although it was subtle, it still couldn't hide the hotness.

Amazingly hot.

He stood there, eyes lowered.

With extremely black and light phoenix eyes, she quietly looked at the rose in front of her.

keep going.

Step by step, the pace is slow.

And that faint fragrance was accompanied by his side like this.

It seems that they have been following him.

I don't know where he stepped on, the terrain was a bit uneven, and his figure suddenly staggered.

In the next second, a thin white hand appeared and held him firmly.

The gorgeous wine-red skirt fell down, and the long and charming hair with a waist-length shawl fell gently on the rose petals.

At the tip of the hair, it is a clear and light dark green.

She appeared, just as he was about to fall.

Hold him, by his side.

"Be careful."

She is laughing.

Obviously caring about him, but with a light tone.

Like teasing.

Naked teasing.

The gentle and calm man, with his eyes lowered, grabbed her with his backhand almost instantly.

Unmistakably, even with some force.

As if afraid she would run away.

(End of this chapter)