The black prince on the bar: the hidden secret of the phoenix birthmark

The skirt is embroidered with white lilies, and the white is slightly red, just like the white and ruddy face. The hair on the upper layer is coiled into a circle, and a few hairpins inlaid with emeralds are inserted on the lower layer, and three thousand blue silks are scattered on the shoulders. , The pink lips on the fair face look petite and cute, adding a lot of charm to the fair face.Fiction Rankings
Ling Siyan held a flower basket in her hand, and there were freshly picked flowers in the flower basket.

"Are you the new gardener?"

The voice is like a person, very gentle, like the sea, slowly enveloping the person, the familiar voice let Feng Jue know that this is the person who saved her that day.

Ling Siyan also recognized Feng Jue, although she didn't know what he was going to do, but she was still very happy in her heart, she also never thought that she would remember someone whom she only met once for so long. [

"Small is"

"There are a lot of bugs on the peonies here, can you help to find a way?"

Ling Siyan picked up the flowers in the basket.

"Miss, can you take the little one to see?"

Ling Siyan nodded, Ling Sirou also followed by a strange coincidence, she didn't know why, but she always felt that there was something in Feng Jue's eyes when he looked at Ling Siyan, and that something was not there when he looked at her.

After a long time, Ling Sirou realized that it was tenderness like water, Feng Jue's tenderness was like water that belonged to Ling Siyan alone.

Ling Siyan is not like Ling Sirou, who likes to run around all day long. Ling Siyan is a very typical lady, she plays the piano every day, or embroiders. The companions are the flowers in the garden. After Feng Jue came, Ling Siyan had an extra companion.

Feng Jue would tell her some interesting things outside every day, usually making Ling Siyan laugh.

Ling Sirou watched in the dark every day, seeing them laughing again and again, her heart was filled with discomfort, and she couldn't even go shopping in her favorite street.

"What are you doing?"

Abruptly, Ling Sirou jumped into the circle that only belonged to two people, the circle that could only accommodate two people, after adding Ling Sirou, it seemed narrow, Ling Sirou pretended not to know, and tried to squeeze inside.

The hopeless Ling Siyan saw through her sister's intentions and silently withdrew. After the fifth day, she no longer appeared in the garden.

"Where is Second Miss?"

Every day, Feng Jue would ask this question, and Ling Sirou's answers were only a few, she was either playing the piano or embroidering.