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Chapter 14 The Rhododendron Blooms, but Venus Is Gone

Lifting the thick curtain, Shen Shuyao was dumbfounded.

Damn, sitting just a few feet away is a tall and graceful figure with her coat on her body. Isn't such a graceful figure the same as the heavenly beauty last night?
So she was not dreaming.

Inexplicably, Shen Shuyao felt a little embarrassed, she was wearing other people's clothes!

After half an hour, Shen Shuyao became very entangled.

At this moment, she was slandering countless times in her heart, Guan Chen Yan, she is just an old girl, a liar, a liar... What to say, when you see the red azaleas blooming all over the mountain, it is the moment when the god of love descends.

She saw the red rhododendrons all over the mountains and plains, and they were in full bloom in the morning light. The long stretches of low mountains and the stretches of red brocade looked like a world of mortals, dotted with rays of light, and fragrant all the way.

The wind blows through thousands of layers of red waves, and the extremely beautiful scene almost took her breath away. Such a scene is so unreal,
It seems that she has been in extreme amazement since last night, such a beautiful day, such a beautiful woman, if she is a man, she will be happily floating, not knowing why, looking up to the sky and sighing: Xiaosheng really deserves to live in this world.

But the reality is that she——Shen Shuyao, is a seventeen-year-old girl, and the husband she wants is a gentleman Pianpianjia who holds a folding fan, wears white clothes, has clear eyebrows and eyes, is elegant and handsome.

The fragrance of flowers in the air, the morning light in May, such a good time, such a good scene, Shen Shuyao met such a graceful woman.

If you want to ask a person what is the most tragic thing in this life, Shen Shuyao will definitely answer first: meeting the wrong person at the right time.

She is not a GL or a lesbian, although she loves beauty and is very cute, although she has not broken away from some low-level tastes, but-I am still a man.

She saw the rhododendron, where is Cupid?Where is Eros?

Looking around, besides a beautiful woman who descended from the Nine Heavens Xuannv, a lecherous old horse, and a wrecked carriage, there was not even a single living thing beside her.

Sigh, continue to look at the flowers, it's just 'Sister Beauty', you have to stop looking at me with that kind of arrogance and cold plum eyes, even though it's May Day, it's really cold.

Her small body appeals to the fact that she can't bloom plum blossoms, at most she can only plant red rhododendrons.

Grief and indignation, looking up at the blue sky with melancholy, lamenting the infinity, being frustrated at the very beginning of the journey of exile, lamenting... what to do next?
(End of this chapter)