The Runaway Wife of the Killer President

Chapter 323

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Xie Yunzhe hugged Lin Ziyi from behind, kissed the fragrance of Lin Ziyi's hair, and the fragrance of this sea of ​​flowers was tightly blended together, Xie Yunzhe had light teeth and thin lips, and whispered in Lin Ziyi's ear: "Just like it !"


"Well, Yunzhe, thank you, I think I am so happy and satisfied!" Lin Ziyi turned around and hugged Xie Yunzhe's waist tightly, and buried her small face deeply into Xie Yunzhe's neck.


Xie Yunzhe stroked Lin Ziyi's hair fluttering in the wind: "Ziyi, I owe you the love, I will spend my whole life repaying it." Xie Yunzhe raised his eyes, and a group of birds happened to draw a beautiful arc in the air Line, in the flying **, flapping its wings.


Xie Yunzhe couldn't help but recall that when he and Lin Zihan entered the palace that year, she smiled and sent her blessings. Three years ago, the love that was supposed to be repaid was lost in an accident. Now, he won't The promise given again for any reason was once again swept away by time.


"En." Lin Ziyi sobbed and nodded, and shed tears in happiness, sprinkled in this sea of ​​oriole tail flowers, these are the tears that follow the heart, making Xie Yunzhe feel pain in his heart when he looks at it.


Xie Yunzhe raised his hand to gently wipe away the tears on Lin Ziyi's cheeks, and stared at Lin Ziyi with pity: "Baby, don't cry, I will drown all the grievances you have suffered in the past ten years in your future happiness, you Give me time." Xie Yunzhe's eyes were also filled with tears, and after taking a deep breath, he swallowed the pain in his stomach.


Xie Yunzhe's murmurs flowed in Lin Ziyi's heart like a trickle of water, stirring up Lin Ziyi's surging passion, affecting all of Lin Ziyi's pure love and longing for the future.


"Let's find a place to sit down! Tears can't moisten the earth, don't cry anymore." Xie Yunzhe put his arms around Lin Ziyi and sat down on the open ground a few steps away, which is the highest point of the mountain. It is very good to look down at the sea of ​​flowers all over the mountains and plains.


Lin Ziyi sat down next to Xie Yunzhe, and leaned her head on Xie Yunzhe's shoulder, and Xie Yunzhe's shoulder was Lin Ziyi's safe haven. Lin Ziyi's eyes looking at the sea of ​​flowers were like a warm spring breeze. The hillside swayed and swayed.


"Why do the French take the iris as the national flower?" Lin Ziyi asked curiously. It is not an exaggeration to call this big colorful flower the national flower.


"The French use the iris as the national flower for three reasons. One is to symbolize the power of the ancient French royal family. The other is a religious symbol. The third is that the French people use the iris to represent light and freedom, symbolizing national purity, solemnity and openness." Xie Yunzhe Facing the Chinese version of the introduction of the scenic spot, he read it to Lin Ziyi intact.


Lin Ziyi's gaze never left the boundless irises, so naturally she didn't notice Xie Yunzhe's casual recitation.


Lin Ziyi looked down at the irises beside her, and said in surprise, "It really looks like a lily!"


"Well! The iris is regarded as the national flower of the Kingdom of France. In fact, the golden lilies that the French call are these fragrant-rooted warbler tails," Xie Yunzhe explained in detail.


"Yunzhe, how do you know so much?" Lin Ziyi looked sideways at Xie Yunzhe and asked seriously,

Xie Yunzhe quickly covered up the introduction, and then smiled mysteriously: "I also know that the French grow vetch root not only for viewing, but also as an important raw material for obtaining essence. I also specially bought a bottle of iris perfume for my favorite wife With that said, Xie Yunzhe handed a delicate glass container filled with purple liquid to Lin Ziyi like magic.


Lin Ziyi took the glass bottle, staring at the exquisite perfume bottle with shining eyes: "It's so beautiful!" Immediately, she couldn't wait to open the bottle cap, moved it to her nostrils and gently smelled the exclusive iris flower fragrance: " It's such a lovely fragrance, pure and clear, I like it"


"As long as you like it!" Xie Yunzhe still smiled flatly, seeing his beloved happy, he was satisfied, even though it was a perfume he bought at a sky-high price.


"Yun Zhe, I love you so much! You always give me so many surprises and touches." Lin Ziyi tightly held her beloved iris perfume bottle in her palm, and embraced it cherishedly.


"Then——" Xie Yunzhe moved his face closer to Lin Ziyi, motioning for Lin Ziyi to reward him with a kiss.


Lin Ziyi did not hesitate to leave a deep kiss on Xie Yunzhe's thin lips. After the kiss was over, Xie Yunzhe hugged Lin Ziyi's shoulders dissatisfied, and covered the back of Lin Ziyi's head with his big hands. Lin Ziyi's lips and tongue were tightly fused together, and a passionate and rippling kiss began.


Their love story is closely integrated with the vast and magnificent scenery of Provence and the beautiful purple iris flower fields, making the early autumn in Hokkaido almost equate with the purple romance of the mountains and plains.


The blue sky, white clouds, and green hills further set off the purple iris field scenery. This purple romance is the paradise in Lin Ziyi's dream. For Lin Ziyi, the purple color of this iris has become the reddest color in early autumn in Hokkaido.


Lin Ziyi looked at the large expanse of purple irises covering the slopes of Provence, undulating like waves under the breeze, and bursts of floral fragrance came in, Lin Ziyi saw such a vast sea of ​​flowers, He couldn't help thinking of the coquettish roses in the Wang's house, and suddenly knew what it meant to be a little witch.


Lin Ziyi stood up, scanned the surrounding scenery, and looked back at the small white flowers behind her. It turned out that besides a piece of purple land, there was a sky full of stars that occupied the entire hill behind, and there were other things. A hill was also covered with poisonous poppies, forming a colorful tapestry of alternating shades.


"Let's go back, it's windy here, I'm afraid we'll catch a cold," Xie Yunzhe said thoughtfully.


"No, I want to stay longer!" Lin Ziyi shook her head in a low voice, it was rare to come to France thousands of miles away, set foot on the romantic Provence, and walk into the sea of ​​irises all over the mountains and plains.


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