School Hunk Falls in Love with Her

Denmark.

West suburb, private villa.

The wind is rustling, the maple leaves are floating, melodious and falling.

Maple dance, crimson fire, falling all over the long path, the quiet garden path with sparse flowers, little stars, unknown, but also open lively and colorful.

It's very quiet, like a pristine forest hidden in the bustling city group.

It takes four or five hours for the valet to deliver food from a distance.

The wood sits on the stone bench idly and sleeps happily. The afterglow of the sunset is like a soft yarn washing around the whole forest Light through the leaves, sprinkled on her sleeping face

Her face was very white, and her black hair bangs neatly covered her forehead.

The birds in the forest chirped gently from the distance; the squirrels opened their curious eyes and looked at the porcelain doll who seemed to be lost in the forest. They rowed happily on the branches, and squeaked in the direction of her

Here the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the wild mushrooms are blooming Warm sunshine, fresh air

Make wood wood to these days, gradually fell in love with this place.

Yes, it's very pure. It's isolated from the world.

There is a moment, as if back to the ice covered Green Island - Greenland!

Well, even if I think of Greenland, I'll remember that bastard pirate, anxiche.

But, I don't know why, Mu Mu thinks it's very beautiful here. It's like a fairyland without people.

The wind blows, makes the green leaves dance, flowers also light bloom dew water.

The little squirrels jumped down the tree and talked around the wood, as if the girl who had accidentally broken into their territory was an angel given to them by God.

Whoosh, whoosh The wind took the trouble to open its mouth and blow hard

It may be because the wind sees that the girl's hair is too flexible and dark. She always wants to blow them open and let them dance with the leaves Dancing with a bang

Whoa! The soft and bright black hair is dancing. It's beautiful, like rows of silk down

However, the scar on her forehead was so dazzling that it was long, cut from the forehead to the earlobe A scarlet raised scar of the sword - amazing!

Wind, the heart a tight, trembling! Immediately stopped blowing. He went away crying sadly

Otherwise, why would the heart of the forest hear such a sad and wailing cry Whoosh, whoosh

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