Throwing Down Honey Peach: The President's Favorite

Looking around, looking from a distance, there are endless green grasslands, and large lush pine and cypress trees. In the secluded small lake under the pine and cypress trees, there are a few white swans flying lightly, looking very lively.

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And the outdoor terrace where I live is also full of flowers and trees, with a strong fragrance. It is late autumn, and for Taiwan, which has a subtropical climate all year round, it is still a good day to wear skirts and shirts.

In such warm weather, the fragrant roses are rich and tangy, and the red and red flowers cover the entire wall of the open terrace, which is full of bright red.

Letting the warm sunshine hit her body, looking at this wide field of vision, Mo Yiyi felt as if her mood was much better.

I used to be obsessed with love, and I couldn't tolerate anything else except silver in my eyes. Now when I suddenly escaped from his world, I realized that the outside world is also so beautiful. In that blind pursuit of love

In the process of living, in those days when the lover is the center of life, the eyes can't see anything other than the lover. How many beautiful things have been missed in the time of living like this.

Fortunately, now I still have time...

From then on, live well for yourself, live yourself wonderfully, and learn how to love at the same time.

Mo Yiyi slightly raised the corners of her mouth, turned her head, and looked at a wooden loft on the roof that had been raised a few steps, and she crawled into it resentfully.

It turned out that it was full of various novel books and a piano that looked very precious at first glance.

Mo Yiyi casually picked up a book from the bookshelf, and frowned the two willow-leaf eyebrows on her forehead. The author of "Living with the Cool School Grass" Yin Fantuan, looking at the usually indifferent man, unexpectedly there will be little girls reading it Book

, Mo Yiyi held her mouth in surprise, put it in, and continued to browse.In fact, maybe it was prepared for Mo Yiyi?

The slender fingertips slid across the edges and corners of the rows of books, like playing a piano, and stopped on a book with a blue cover.

Holding it in her hands, Mo Yiyi looked at this somewhat old book, and when she saw the two words on the cover, her heart couldn't help being touched.

Tolstoy's "Resurrection" redeemed a woman who was physically and mentally bruised, together with the man who caused her such a painful fate to cause such a situation.

"Hehe... what a great book." Mo Yiyi hugged the book, but somehow she didn't want to put it down.

Perhaps subconsciously, she hopes that her body and mind will be redeemed, just like the ending of resurrection, and everyone's soul will be released and happy in the end.

She hugged the book, sat on the carpet in the attic, and began to read.

The roof of the attic is made of transparent glass, and the orange sunlight shot down from the glass hits Mo Yiyi's head, back, and arms. Looking at her from a distance, she looks like an angel who has fallen into the mortal world. full body cage

Covered in the sun's halo, sacred and pure.

After Li Jueyin returned home, he saw such a scene, a beautiful woman in a white nightgown, under the golden sunlight, her whole body was shining brightly.

It seems that this attic has become fairy-like under the influence of Mo Yiyi...

With a gentle smile on his face, he approached step by step lightly, and found a soft seat beside Mo Yiyi to sit down.