Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 1715 Rose Manor (21)

He walked towards the sea of ​​flowers, step by step.

The wet ground was a little slippery with rain, and small puddles were still faintly visible in some places.

Potholes, become slippery and hard to go.

Without the support of crutches and sprained ankles, it was very difficult for him to walk.

He almost fell down a few times, his clothes were also wet, and the icy cold rain flowed down his soft and elegant outline.

Drop by drop, it hit the soil soundlessly.

At this time, the beautiful shimmer of light dotted among the branches and leaves of the flowers seemed to sense something and appeared slightly.

Floating in mid-air, as clean and pure as light golden sunlight, looked at the person coming, and remained silent for a while.

The person who came was staggering and had difficulty walking, the beautiful light like a firefly quickly drifted past.

Bringing the faint and faint fragrance, it became more and more intense, almost overshadowing the fragrance of roses.

It smells good, indescribably good.

Haunted around him, quietly.

He went barefoot into the thorns, the dirt, the rain, and the countless thorns.

Dark red blood flowed out, mixed with muddy water.

It blended into the soil soundlessly and disappeared soon.

Flower petals, surrounded by rainwater, touched his legs.

The wet rain dew splashed down and wet his trouser legs.

But he seemed to be unconscious and painless, and was still walking inside.

Her hair was wet, and the warm white face was dripping with rain.

The light-colored lips were tight, and the hands that were already stained with rain and chill were even more muddy.

The indescribable embarrassment and dilapidated beauty.

The faint light lingering around him was very quiet.

Just follow him all the way, quietly, as if to see what he wants to do.

The man walked to the last position and stopped for a while.

He stopped there, his eyelashes were damp and tinged with cold air, trembling slightly, his thin lips were slightly pursed.

He seemed to have noticed the aura lingering around him a long time ago.

Pausing for a while, as if on purpose, he moved his feet and stepped directly into the pit where he accidentally tripped him last time.

It was raining and the mud was already slippery.

Coupled with such deliberate movements, as expected, it slipped.

The soles of his feet slipped, and his cold and pale body from the rain lost its center of gravity, and instantly fell forward.

It's too late to say.

Almost at that instant, the beautiful gleam that was quietly hiding behind him dissipated.

The slender man with a warm fragrance and jade appeared.

Appearing in front of him, she opened her arms and firmly hugged his fallen body.

Didn't fall into the mud, and didn't fall into the spiky thorns.

She hugged him and protected him.

The gorgeous wine-red skirt fell lightly among the flower thorns, as if by magic, and it couldn't even touch the half of the mud from the rain.

Clean, soft and fragrant.

The warm embrace, the soft rose fragrance on the body, mixed with an indescribable fragrance.

It's more like her innate body fragrance, which is particularly strong on the neck.

The slender arms looked so delicate and fragile, but they were able to support him.

Her fair and delicate feet sank into the mud, and she conjured up an umbrella, floating above him.

She blocked the rain for him and also brought him warmth.

Straight, warm to the apex of the chilly heart.

"Fool, how can you fall again?"

Her breath was in his ear, and she sighed softly, with a teasing smile.

(End of this chapter)