White Camellia and Sputnik

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"So that's the case. Then you probably didn't have much conversation in the library. The first date was almost like this." The man came to such a conclusion, "But it's actually pretty good, I watched your reaction to her , you should love her very much, the first date will inevitably be nervous, and you took the initiative to ask her out, there is such a place to help you pass the time without being awkward, not bad, it is a good development." He nodded head.

Who says it’s not embarrassing, embarrassing enough to die! The woman complained so embarrassingly in her heart that she kept staring at me all afternoon, and I didn’t dare to look up at her. The worst thing was, she still laughed at me!

The woman recalled that scene again.

She left the library early because she was too embarrassed, and she chased after her.Because of the height, the latter is much faster in frequency.

"Qingli, Qingli, wait for me." The girl whispered from behind, and finally caught up with the woman quickly. She took the woman's hand, but the woman still ignored her in anger, and she hugged her from behind. She, sighed.

She stomped her feet angrily, obviously she was not the one who was at fault, why did she have the feeling that she was making trouble out of no reason.Moreover, she is ten centimeters taller than the girl, and the girl is hugging her from behind. This posture is very strange, but it happens to be at the gate!

"Let go, this is the gate of the library!" She didn't even realize that there was a hint of coquettishness in her tone because of embarrassment.

"Then you have to promise me that you won't run away if you let go." The girl's voice was muffled because she was leaning on her back.

"Let go, I won't run!"

"Hey hey," the girl jumped up to her briskly, pretending to be in a tone, "Oh, this beautiful lady, I shouldn't have been staring at your beautiful face just now, so are you willing to show me your face? Treat you to a dinner and give me a chance to apologize next time?" She put her hand on her shoulder and waved her other hand a few times in the air, holding the non-existent hat, and made a perfect gentleman's salute.Then she raised her head, her eyes were bright, and the sun passed through it, and she could still see a little moisture.

Although the girl's accent is intentionally chosen to be the same as the English accent in Chinese in Western-style movies, her eyes are too clean, and her tone is sincere and sincere. If it wasn't for the slightly upturned corners of her mouth that betrayed her, women would almost believe it. her words.

Ah, what a wicked girl.

"Is this a dialogue from another Western literary work?" the woman asked.

"No, ma'am, this is my original creation. It's a great honor to please you."

"Madam? Who is Madam!" The woman was annoyed, and said something to her.

"You, you are my wife's wife. Then, madam, would you like to do me a favor?" She chuckled lightly.

"No, I have an appointment tonight!"

...This shyness is about to emerge from her body. How did she manage to say such embarrassing words without blushing or heartbeat?

"Is that all for today? Don't be angry with me again, can you promise me?" The girl begged, looking at her with the upper eye.

"I should go." The woman refused coldly, but tried to curl her toes where the girl couldn't see.

"Then don't get angry with me again, okay?" She was answered by the woman's silence and slightly shifted gaze.

The girl grabbed the woman's hands and put them on her waist, then put her hands around the woman's shoulders, approaching her step by step.Woman, no, it would be more appropriate to call her Xiao Qingli. Seeing the person approaching her, she swallowed subconsciously and paced back and forth until... There was no way to retreat—she leaned against the up the wall.

"That's the deal, okay?" The girl stood on her tiptoes and gradually approached her. She closed her eyes and waited for a long time. The imaginary picture didn't come, but...she hugged her.

When the girl came back to the woman again, because the woman didn't get what she imagined, she didn't let her go, but this was not intentional, even Xiao Qingli didn't realize that her hand was still tightly bound. hugged the girl.The woman opened her eyes, but what she saw was another beautiful picture. Her girl was biting the edge of a flower with her teeth, the corners of her mouth were raised evilly, and her eyebrows were frivolous.

She put the flowers on the neckline where the woman had undone the first button.

"Huh" For some reason, the woman breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then please accept this flower," said the girl.

"This flower..." The woman picked it up with her hand and looked at it, "Huh? Folded paper? What the hell were you doing when you were in the library? And why should I accept this flower?"

"Because you can bring it back to me~" the girl chuckled lightly.

Why does this conversation always feel so familiar... The woman thought to herself.

"When?"

"When the flowers no longer wither."

How can paper-folded flowers wither?

The woman suddenly wondered why this conversation felt so familiar to her.

"La Traviata?" The woman raised her eyebrows, "But this isn't the dialogue in the original book, is it?"

"Yes, Madame is very clever, that's a line from the opera."

"Heh," the woman chuckled, since that's the case, then, "Let's see it later."

"When?"

"In a little while."

"why?"

"Because," Xiao Qingli put the camellia in the girl's coat hat, "because the treaty will never be executed on the day it is signed."

She responded with the original text of "La Traviata". When she heard this, the girl raised her eyebrows.

"Then when can I see you again?" She said cooperatively, she wanted to hear the woman's answer.

"When this camellia changes color."

Sure enough, the answer is exactly the same, but in the original book, this camellia is alive, so it will change color, and this one is made of paper, so why does the woman still answer like this?

"So when will it change color?" asked the girl.

"Oh~, my dear, I don't know either, maybe tomorrow, maybe a year..." The woman answered like this, imitating the tone of the girl just now.This answer undoubtedly pleased the girl. Listening to the woman's answer, she pretended to be seriously thinking but couldn't help being in a state of stuttering, which made the woman no longer choose to be self-sufficient.

You know, people who are too serious and old-fashioned can't eat sugar.

"But now..." The woman suddenly tightened her arms, she lowered her head, "Your wife still needs some compensation..." Then she kissed her.

The woman can't remember the feeling of this kiss clearly, but she vaguely remembers the girl's soft hair when she stroked the girl's neck with her left hand.

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(Finish)

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Part of the plot is selected from Dumas's "La Traviata" Chapter 10 and operas.

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"Hey, tell me" Soon, the woman said, "If I ask you a question, will you always give me the answer?" The woman suddenly asked.

"Uh..." The man froze for a moment, as if he didn't quite understand why she suddenly asked such a question after being silent for a while, "It depends on what question you are asking, I have explained it to you before, consider I am not allowed to take the initiative to inform you about your personal safety issues."

"Actually, I've been thinking about a problem. If you really look at it according to what you said, my work has nothing to do with my children. If you have to come to save me, wouldn't it be better and faster to start with my work? ? Why start with her?"

The woman's reaction was very strong. Although her questioning tone was not strong, the man clearly saw the changes in her body through her body monitor.Now that the woman's physical condition fluctuated more strongly than before, he was considering whether to inject a tranquilizer.