The petite little wife: don't misunderstand the proud president

The scene in front of me is too beautiful to be true: in the dim light, one tree after another is full of peach blossoms, and the overlapping pink flower shadows seem to be densely woven pink flower curtains like smoke and mist. The breeze is blowing, and there is a rain of pink peach petals flying all over the sky. Among the peach blossoms, a woman in a white dress stands gracefully.

"Flowers wither and flowers fly all over the sky, who will be sympathetic when the red fades and the fragrance is gone? The silk is soft and the spring pavilion is floating, and the falling catkins lightly touch the embroidered curtain..." The soft and soft voice came from the woman humming softly.

Among the colorful falling flowers, the slim woman greeted the rain of flowers happily with her face up. While humming softly, she unfolded a long plain silk cloth to catch the falling petals.

This situation is much more beautiful than the scene of Daiyu burying flowers in "A Dream of Red Mansions"!

Wang Zichen couldn't help but be amazed.

He just felt as if he had arrived in the fairy world and saw a flower-picking fairy who did not eat the fireworks of the world.

His eyes looked at the scene in front of him without blinking, and he, who stood quietly, also became a scene of jade trees facing the wind, without knowing it.

In the quiet night, peach blossoms dye the sky pink, the road under your feet pink, and him also pink.

The originally colorful world suddenly transformed into a pink world.

In the unreal pink world, the woman finally turned around gracefully.

Wang Zichen subconsciously held his breath and looked quietly. In the rain of flowers, the woman's face was not very clear, but he could tell that she had a beautiful face.

He even saw the astonishment of her beautiful big eyes the moment she saw him, and after that, the shocking astonishment like a deer turned into embarrassment.Embarrassment made her face become even more crimson, and she really responded to the poem: "The peach blossoms on the human face are red"!

He blinked unconsciously, and suddenly remembered the scene in the drama he saw in the afternoon. After being startled, the woman blushed shyly.

The picture in the play is that the shy woman turns around shyly to avoid, and disappears in the beautiful peach blossom forest...

That scene reminded him of the girl he met for the first time, she also disappeared in the peach blossom forest, never to be found again, the girl in his mind, never to be found again, never to be found again!

The deep regret in his heart hurt him, Wang Zichen rushed over unconsciously, and hugged the woman.

Drunk, he was not as agile as before, he rushed over unsteadily, stretched out his arms——

Suddenly, the whole world went dark.

And his embrace is empty!

He suddenly woke up, and the surroundings were still in darkness, and the beautiful scenery of flowers and the fairy godmother seemed to be just a phantom imagined by him.

The deep disappointment almost crushed Wang Zichen, he fell on the trunk of a nearby peach tree, and closed his eyes tiredly.

After closing his eyes, his sense of smell suddenly became more sensitive, and he smelled a faint fragrance.Familiar fragrance, seductive fragrance!

At the same time, his sense of touch became more sensitive. He felt someone standing beside him. Although she didn't touch him, he felt that she was standing beside him, about a step away!

Wang Zichen suddenly opened his eyes, and sure enough, in the thick darkness, he vaguely saw a figure standing beside him!

Having received self-defense training, he quickly stretched out his hand reflexively - but for some reason, his action at this time was not self-defense, but a hug to that person!

The man didn't dodge or resist, but obediently let him hug her roughly.

The warm fragrance in his chest made him suffocate, and he reacted immediately.