The Supreme Emperor's Toy Girl

It was only then that I found that the sky was full of pink.

Rose petal rain.

It turned out to be a rain of rose petals!

The whole person is stunned, Luo Yun light Zheng in situ, chin raised, eyes staring at the sky.

Pink rose petals, one after another, with snowflakes together, only falling from the sky.

This cold winter night, the cold wind slowly, as if the sky of powder.

Rose petals, like playful flower fairies, flutter freely in the air, drawing out one after another gorgeous and brilliant, and then fall leisurely.

Or float to the ground, or stop in the snow beauty's hair, shoulder, skirt

The delicate posture, set off by the more gentle.

Just like the fairy of flowers, the fairy of snow.

The slender hand slowly raises, catches a rose petal from the mid air, catches in the fingertip, gently rubs, Luo Yun lightly mentions it under the nose.

The fragrance of rose entered her heart.

Let her heart sharp, are slightly trembling.

And the world that used to be white has turned pink.

A sea of flowers.

The ocean of love.

Like a dream, like a fantasy.

Luo Yun's light heart is going to be drunk.

Feather eyelashes gently tremble, she will be like a flower into the palm of her hand, looking back.

He Qing has been behind her, deep eyes have been looking at her, she turned around, two people four eyes relative.

Heart was hit, soft, warm.

Cherry lips creep Na, Luo cloud light voice all soft to inconceivable: "he Qing?"

"Yes."

He Qingying.

Lock her with the eyes like the deep love sea, tell her - it's not over, you go on.

Luo Yunqing understood him so well that he understood immediately.

There was a surprise waiting for her.

He pinched his finger, stroked the diamond on the ring and rubbed it gently. Luo Yun looked at He Qing deeply and nodded slightly.

Immediately she turned back.

Look up.

The pink petal rain is still flying, which is specially dancing for her.

She clenched her hand and let the pink petals iron in her palm. She took a deep breath, stepped up and walked on again.

The magnificent rose rain moved with it.

Follow her all the way and they will go wherever she goes.

Piece by piece, spinning and dancing, gently kissing the tip of her hair, cheek and shoulder. Tqr1

looking up again, the front was still snow-white, but it was covered with roses, not all spread like a big net, but only in front of her eyes.

Clearly is for her to make a flower like road, a road for her to walk.

A road of roses blooming only for her!

It's so romantic!

Eyes are like being transformed into pink, so beautiful, so charming.

Luo Yunqing even felt that she was living in a dream world.

Head a blank, only in front of this love dream road.

At this time, a voice in her heart said, "don't be in a daze, keep going, keep going, keep going along this road."

And then she did step.

Carrying the skirt, following the inner instinct, step by step forward.

Stepping on the well paved Rose Road.

Rose Road.

It's an old and romantic legend that she once saw in the book.

In the early snow, the road paved with pink rose petals is a symbol of happiness.

And this road needs to be carefully paved by the man.

The woman alone, stepping on the petals, bathing in the early snow, step by step, from his eyes, to the end of the road.

Then the road of love between us will last forever

At that time, she just sighed that true love can fool people!

Not mixed with many emotions, not longing, not conflict.

Who knows that he actually remembered, the key is really presented?

Such a vivid show in front of her eyes, all are telling - for you, this is for you.

For love!

Luo Yunqing thinks that she should laugh at him. Doesn't she always regard herself as a pure man? Doesn't she always say that there is no romantic cell to kill him? How can she show her romance all the time since she got off the plane.

Different romantic, but all embedded with his same heart.

Luoyun light a little out of control, want to run back, into his arms, holding him hard lingering.

However, the road has not come to an end, and she has to move on.

At the end of the road is the cliff.One more step forward will make it empty.

The cold wind blows, and Luoyun is light and thin. He Qing is really worried. He Qing is afraid that a gust of wind will blow her down.

But the surprise carefully prepared for her could not be destroyed by him.

Therefore, no matter how much worry he had in his heart, he could hold back.

Tightly clenched fist, standing in the same place, eyes deep color, not a moment to lock her, like locking his whole world.

And Luo Yun light is walking in the dream world he cast for her, step by step.

It's almost there.

It's almost there.

Looking at the end, Luo Yunqing constantly encourages himself, don't worry, with the most pious heart, solemnly finish the rest of these steps, and then you can turn back and rush into his arms!

But who knows --

"bang!"

It's fireworks!

Fireworks are blooming!

It seems that the distance is quite far, as if it is from the center of Licheng.

From neon to mid air, Bang

This is the only bunch in the beginning.

But immediately, there is a second, third, Fourth

More and more, more and more.

Until the whole sky of Licheng was filled with fireworks, so gorgeous, so gorgeous, the whole Licheng was compared.

The neon is eclipsed.

The snow has lost its color.

In the whole world, there are only clusters of fireworks blooming continuously.

Luoyun light because of standing high, the whole Licheng is under her feet, this angle is just like fireworks in front of her.

Put her that pair of pupil Mou, all shine of gorgeous bright, star light is gorgeous.

She couldn't see it any more. She was not willing to blink her eyes for fear of missing out on the beauty of flowers in this flourishing age.

Where would she know that the whole city of Li was a sensation.

Everyone in Licheng, who opens windows, who rushes out of their homes, is looking up.

Although there is a fireworks festival every year, it is still not as good as before.

It's the most beautiful they've ever seen!

It's no exaggeration. It really amazes the whole city.

The whole city is a sensation.

Almost everyone is discussing - "it's not a festival. Why do we suddenly set off fireworks like this? All the places we can see are bright. How much does it take?"

"How much did it cost? My God, this is not a simple act of local tyrant. It's overbearing! "

"Then who is responsible for this hegemony? What's the reason that the whole city is shocked? "

I should say, for whom?

This is everyone's question, and their discussion is heated, just when the soul of eight trigrams is burning most enthusiastically, suddenly -