Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

  Chapter 1703 Rose Manor (9)

  The sea, a sea of ​​flowers all over the sky.

  The endless red is like a burning fire, warm and public.

  The flowers here are very colorful, blooming, and the petals are delicate and beautiful, containing crystal clear dewdrops, shaking slightly in the breeze.

  At this moment, the sky is very blue, as blue as an oil painting that has been knocked over by someone, pure blue, without blemishes.

  The clouds are very white, as white as a brush stroke inadvertently drawn on the scroll by a watercolor pen, ethereal and random.

  The flowers all over the ground, the delicate blooming roses, are like works of art that have been carefully crafted by people. Each plant is so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off it.

  The fragrance of flowers all over the sky, blowing gently with the breeze.

  It was like a girl's soft and delicate hand, gently caressing his cheek.

   There was a soft and melodious laugh swirling in the wind, like a charming fox, slyly hooking him.

  Bone eclipse and ecstasy, it almost makes people lose their souls and lose their minds.

  The man standing in the sea of ​​flowers does not have the support of a cane in his hand.

  He stood there quietly, with elegant and noble eyebrows and eyes without emotion.

  The extremely black eyeballs just looked at this gorgeous sea of ​​flowers, and the cool fingertips almost touched the rose beside him.

  The petals are surprisingly soft and beautiful.

  He retracted his fingertips almost instantly, and moved his footsteps.

   Somewhat lame.

   Without a cane, he moved a little slowly.

  He didn't even frown when he stepped on the spikes with his bare feet.

   It just seemed to be scalded, without touching those flowers.

  It seems to be deliberately avoiding.

   When taking a step back, he stopped suddenly.

  As if aware of something, his jade fingertips trembled.

   Next second.

  A soft and warm body gently pressed against him, quietly from behind.

  Slender arms as white and delicate as lotus root encircled his thin waist.

  Like a vixen, the extremely soft and fragrant person stood on tiptoe.

   In his ear, he blew lightly.

  The fragrance of roses is overflowing, very light.

   More, it is an indescribable fragrance.

  Like that cunning fox tail, it slid across his heart as if nothing.

  His heart trembled, and suddenly, he began to feel hot uncontrollably.

  My heart beat faster, and the temperature was so hot that I was a little startled.

  The monstrous unspeakable feelings are like a flood that has opened the gate, gushing and rolling.

   Sweeping to fill the entire chest, like a hungry beast with a huge mouth, devouring madly.

   swallowed his asceticism, swallowed all his peace.

  His fingertips trembled violently, even a little hot.

   His back was a little stiff, and his breathing became a little short from the usual peace.

  It was supposed to look noble and elegant, but now...

  A faint blush gradually climbed to the tips of the ears.

   It is not as gorgeous as roses, but it is white and pink, and it is more charming and magnificent than flowers.

  The extremely dark eyes trembled, as if they were covered with a light mist.

  Can't see anything but...

  He is silent.

   Extreme silence.

  The person behind him seemed to chuckle slightly.

  The slender and delicate legs were next to him, and the toes stood on tiptoe.

  Looking down, you can see the shining red dress.

  The skirt is flamboyant, more gorgeous than the roses all over the ground, and even more ecstasy.

  It's like warm and strong rum, just a touch, it's extremely intoxicating.

   Straight drunk to the bottom of my heart.

  She laughed in his ear and didn't speak.

  He turned his back to her, lowered his eyes, and looked at her skirt quietly.

   Fingers curled up slightly.

  (end of this chapter)