The Divine Eye for Appreciating Treasures: Starting from Escape from Northern Myanmar

the other side.

Zhang Fan came to the villa and saw the classical beauty watering the flowers.

The sunlight shines through the gauze curtains, dappled onto the wooden floor of the seaside villa, giving this quiet space a soft golden glow.

The classical beauty is wearing an elegant cheongsam embroidered with delicate orchid patterns. The cheongsam sways gently with her steps, as if every orchid is whispering, telling of the quiet and gentle years.

Her hair was tied up in a high bun, with a few strands of hair casually falling by her ears, adding a touch of casual charm.

Her face was like a woman walking out of a classical ink painting, with eyes and brows filled with tenderness and indifference like autumn water. Even when faced with Zhang Fan's sudden hug, she did not panic at all.

The corners of her mouth curled up into a faint smile, which showed both acceptance of this sudden intimacy and cherishment of this peaceful life.

Zhang Fan carefully carried her through the corridor decorated with vintage paintings. Every step he took was so gentle, for fear of breaking this rare tranquility and beauty.

Walking up the stairs slowly, every step was in the melody of time, as if the whole world had stopped.

The rooms upstairs are decorated in a classical yet cozy style.

There are several hand-painted landscape paintings by famous artists hanging on the wall, which echo the sea view outside the window and create an otherworldly mood.

There is a guqin placed in the corner of the room. The sound of the previous song seems to still remain on the surface of the guqin, waiting for the right person to play it again.

The classical beauty was gently placed on the soft bed, her eyes were still as calm as water, but with a little more tenderness and affection.

She gently adjusted the folds of her cheongsam, and every movement revealed her casual elegance and nobility.

Outside the window, the waves gently hit the beach, making pleasant sounds, which interweave with the soft music occasionally coming from the room, forming a warm melody about love and life.

After an unknown amount of time, the sunlight seemed to quietly move around the room, slipping in through the gaps in the window frames and shedding more tenderly on the two of them.

Zhang Fan stood up slowly, his movements revealing a complex emotion of reluctance and satisfaction.

His eyes fell on the classical beauty beside him. Her dress was a little messy due to the previous intimacy. Her collar was half open, revealing her skin as delicate as jade, which added a bit of seductive charm.

Her hair was no longer tied neatly behind her head as before. A few strands of hair were casually scattered beside her cheeks, intertwining with the dense beads of sweat on her forehead, making her look both disheveled and unique.

There were still a few blushes on her face, perhaps because of the joy just now, just like the first blooming peach blossoms in spring, delicate and beautiful. Even though she was so "embarrassed", it did not diminish her gentle temperament at all, but made her look more vivid and real.

There was a flash of pampering and desire in Zhang Fan's eyes. As he gazed at the classical beauty, an indescribable impulse surged in his heart, as if he wanted to engrave the beauty of this moment in his heart forever.

Zhang Fan couldn't help but reach out his hand and gently stroke her messy hair. The touch from his fingertips made his heart tremble. The tenderness and delicacy made him want to hug her tightly in his arms again and feel the passion and tenderness that belonged only to the two of them.

Zhang Fan gently tidied her clothes and smoothed her messy hair one by one. His actions were full of love and respect for her.

The classical beauty also looked up at Zhang Fan. With one look, Zhang Fan could no longer control himself and pounced on her again.

Conquering such a woman does give people a sense of accomplishment, but I did not conquer her completely, because her heart is very hard.

I don’t know how much time passed.

The classical beauty slowly opened her eyes, an aura of laziness and confusion emanating from her.

Her dress had become disheveled after the ups and downs just now. The originally exquisite cheongsam now looked like a flower blown by the wind, flowing and full of temptation.

Every button seems to be telling a story, and the wrinkles of the fabric are like an unfinished painting, waiting for someone to carefully tidy it up.

However, at this moment, the classical beauty did not have the energy to tidy up her dress, nor did she have the mind to care about what was happening in the outside world.

She leaned gently on the bed, a hint of fatigue flashed in her eyes, but more of a tranquility after satisfaction.

Although a little embarrassed, this natural and real state makes her look more vivid and charming.

Outside the room, sunlight poured in through the gaps in the curtains, and mottled light and shadows danced on her dress, as if adding a different touch of charm to her messiness and temptation.

The classical beauty sat there quietly, letting the sunlight cover her in golden color, enjoying this unique tranquility and warmth.

At this moment, if someone walks into this room, they will definitely be attracted by the messiness and temptation of this classical beauty in front of them.

That kind of beauty is not just on the surface, but also the unique charm that radiates from the inside out, which is irresistible.

But such a scene will not last too long, because soon, the classical beauty will readjust her mood and demeanor and return to being the woman who is as calm as water, elegant and composed.

Zhang Fan has appeared in the fairy's room.

She hasn't gotten up yet at this time. I heard that she went to Ran Jing's place for barbecue last night and came back very late.

And most of the time he was with Ran Jing.

She came here because she was going to inspect central Phoenix.

This time the old man said that he wanted to take both the little fairy and the classical beauty back with him. Together with Zhou Xiran, there would be three women in total.

Since we're bringing it back, its meaning is self-evident.

This little fairy has no resistance to the marriage proposal. If her family asks her to get married, she will definitely agree.

Now that she's with me, her family's attitude is self-evident.

Looking at the lazy little fairy, she always gives people a fairy-like feeling.

"The old man asked us to go back."

Zhang Fan stood up and said.

"Go back now?"

The little fairy got up quickly. If she went back now, she would have to wash up.

"Tomorrow, there is a direct flight now, so there is no need to transfer."

Zhang Fan smiled.

tomorrow?

There's no rush.

Zhang Fan didn't mention anything about the engagement, as he left such matters to his family.

She certainly wouldn't resist.

I just bullied that classical beauty several times, and now I feel refreshed. This little fairy is quite beautiful, but I always think she is too young.

In the words of outsiders, she is fair, young and thin, and quite beautiful.

The two of them walked out together and happened to see the classical beauty coming out. Even though she had tidied herself up a little, one could still see how disheveled she was.

A hint of evil began to appear in Zhang Fan's eyes again, and he wanted to pounce on him again to have a deep conversation.