I opened a shopping mall in Xihuan

Bayswater, House of Dukes of Dukes.

It has been snowing for several days recently, and the cold wind is blowing on the roof day and night. Looking out from the window, the woods and lawn outside are all white, as blue-gray as the face of a dying patient. The sky joins together seamlessly.

The Duchess only glanced at it, and immediately withdrew her gaze, as if the cold outside would penetrate the wall and blow onto her face, disturbing her complexion.

Although the outside environment is so cold that your teeth chatter, the interior of the Duke's Mansion is as warm as early summer. Not only is there a fire burning in the fireplace, but before the winter completely enters, Duke Dukes also paid a lot of money to hire a magician A large magic circle is arranged in the basement of the mansion. The magic circle can continuously provide heat for the whole house for several months, enough for them to spend the whole winter comfortably.

Therefore, even in such a cold winter with heavy snowfall, the second floor of the mansion held the ladies' gathering leisurely.

"There is a very famous dancer at the Grummer Theater recently," Mrs. Mina, who was wearing a deep red dress and soft skin, suddenly mentioned, "Do you know that dancer named Sandris, I heard that He's from the Eastern Continent."

"Isn't it because Count Kouros gave her a set of dance clothes worth eighteen gold coins." Countess Mina answered casually.

The Duchess' eyes shifted to her as she spoke. She sat on the seat closest to the window, and the candle light reflected by the red glass shone reddish on her brown curly hair.

"I've seen that set of dance clothes," Mrs. Dany, who was a bit lazy before, suddenly regained her spirits. She held her chin in thought and described as she recalled, "the corset made of gold silk, the long bright red skirt, The clothes dotted with beaded chains are really pretty, but they are too revealing, not only showing the belly, but also showing the shoulders and arms, which only dancers in the theater would wear."

When the Duchess heard about this familiar design, she couldn't help sweating from behind, and asked with a smile, "Are you talking about the Night Rose that Xia Zhisen released half a month ago?"

"It seems to be called this name."

"Even the name is very revealing!"

"I've seen that dress too," the Duchess said, trying to turn them around. "It's a very pure gold and red combination. I think it's quite amazing, isn't it?"

Mrs. Mina shook her head: "Beautiful is beautiful, but that night rose is really too out of line, like clothes worn by high-end women."

The Duchess smiled stiffly, thankful for the first time that she did not tell them about sending the manuscript to Xia Zhisen.

The musicians are playing soft and melodious music, and the ladies are drinking tea and tasting desserts. The topic jumps from the dancers in the theater to the daughter of a certain family who has recently gotten close to the prince, and jumps to which of the latest cosmetics are the most beautiful. Easy to use, the chat contains all the gossip that happened in Bayswater recently.

When they were chatting until the spring of next year, when the wives were discussing going to the Los Angeles clothing store together to order a dress, the housekeeper of the mansion came over suddenly, bent down and handed a letter to the duchess, saying: "It's Bruce. Sent by Master Wei An."

Bruvian was the mage the Duchess entrusted to deliver the letter to the city of Rose.

The Duchess knew that most of the envelope contained contracts and gold coins, and it was inconvenient to open it now, so she asked the housekeeper to put it back in her room first.

However, the next moment she saw a protruding boxy thing in the kraft paper envelope bag, she couldn't help being curious, took the envelope from the housekeeper, opened it, looked into the bag, and then took it from inside. Take out a thin letter paper and start reading.

Although the other ladies were curious about what kind of letter they needed to trouble the mage to deliver, they were not ignorant of etiquette. When they saw this, they either kept silent or continued to chat about the topic just now.

"Sent a bottle of perfume?" At the end of reading, the Duchess couldn't help blurting out the content of the letter.

All of a sudden, except for the music, all the other sounds stopped at the scene.

The eyes of several ladies shifted to her, and Mrs. Mina asked, "Why did you send me a bottle of perfume?"

The Duchess glanced up at them, thinking that it wouldn't matter if it was said, since Mr. Youxia sent her the new store's products, which meant that she was not meant to help with publicity.

Thinking of this, the Duchess smiled and explained calmly: "You also know that I went to Rose City more than two months ago, and I met with the boss of Xia Zhisen a few times under the recommendation of Hodge City. He knew that I liked the products in their store very much, so he opened a perfume shop this time, so he specially sent a bottle of new products over here."

Hearing this, the faces of the ladies showed varying degrees of surprise.

Mrs. Mina looked at the letter paper in her hand, and her tone implied envy: "This letter is actually sent by that wood elf?"

"Yes."

"What kind of perfume is made by elves?" Mrs. Dany asked, staring undisguisedly at the protruding box-shaped part of the envelope bag, wanting to poke her head into it, but due to her upbringing, she restrained herself This urge.

"The letter said it was a kind of eau de toilette called 'Tryst'." As the Duchess spoke, she took out a gift box wrapped in black velvet from the envelope. A cheese-colored bow is extraordinarily delicate and chic.

"This package doesn't look cheap." Someone mumbled.

"Of course, it's an expensive perfume," someone responded.

Under the expectant eyes of several ladies, the Duchess lifted the lid of the box. The first thing she saw was an introduction card in the shape of an invitation letter. After removing the card, there was a beautiful frosted glass bottle embedded in the box. center of the box.

The Duchess took out a small perfume bottle and put it on the table. The candlelight shone on the body of the bottle, reflecting the golden engraving on the bottle cap. The perfume came out a light purple-pink color from the frosted glass. Come, it is as dreamy as haze and exciting.

"What a beautiful color!" Madame Dany exclaimed, looking intently at the perfume.

Countess Mina picked up the introduction card and browsed through it, commenting: "Looking at the description on the introduction, the smell of this perfume seems very romantic!"

"Really..." The Duchess took a look at the introduction card, and after reading the description of the fragrance, she couldn't help feeling a strong sense of anticipation in her heart, and said impatiently, "Then I'll try it now." Its scent, if you like it, you can ask someone to order it in Los Angeles immediately when you go back."

After all, the Duchess opened the cap of the perfume bottle lightly, and sprayed some perfume on her wrist according to the usage method in the instruction manual.

Everyone couldn't help holding their breath for a moment, and not long after, a sweet and harmless fruity fragrance began to flow and spread in the air.

The ladies couldn't help but see their eyes light up. The perfume was diffused for the first time, and it didn't have the strong and pungent spice smell of the perfume they bought from the Eastern Continent in the past. What they could smell was only the fresh and pleasant fruity fragrance. This was what they didn't expect of.

The Duchess was also a little surprised, and couldn't help but took a deep breath. After a while, the fragrance on her nose began to transform into a sweet and fragrant floral fragrance, which was so gentle and gentle, like a The girl to be married is waiting for her lover to come for a tryst in the fragrant garden.

For a while, everyone was immersed in the refreshing fragrance of flowers, and the atmosphere of the scene was silent until Madam Dany broke the silence and said: "

I think it's time I write a letter to my cousin who works in Los Angeles. "

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You Xia suddenly fell in love with the fragrance of "Joy" these days.

When he first tested the fragrance, he bought three bottles of eau de toilette, among which "Wen Xue" was given to the Elf King, "Tryst" was given to Duchess Duchess, and a bottle of "Joy" was given to him a few days ago. Les - that's why.

You Xia originally thought that he would prefer the cold grass fragrance of "Wen Xue", but after Les started using the perfume he gave him, he fell in love with the "joyful" breath that sometimes exudes from her body.

He also didn't expect that Les, who looked at the indifferent and reticent, would be so suitable for that kind of strong fragrance, that kind of fragrant fragrance from the petals that were so moist that they seemed to be fumigated by wine. When it emitted from the lover's body, it seemed to bring With fatal attraction.

Whenever you get close, You Xia can't help but get closer to smell the fragrance of Lai Si's body.

He likes the aftertone of "Joy" the most. It is somewhat similar to the deep and heavy fragrance of a dying rose. If there are only him and Les at the scene, he will even boldly approach Les's arms. Bury your head into his neck to smell the smell.

Or when he got up in the morning, he brushed away his thick and soft black hair, and kissed his cheek and throat involuntarily—the recommendation he made for the wife of the castellan was sincere, and the strong floral fragrance warmed by blood and skin was indeed Can be addictive.

At first, Les would always be blushed and blushed by his sudden intimacy, but after a few more times, he gradually got used to it.

After that, because he realized that Youxia liked the smell of his body, he began to use perfume every night before going to bed and after taking a bath, which caused Youxia to fall asleep often without knowing it. Rolled into his arms.

Always indulging in the hazy and thick floral fragrance like this, with two young bodies leaning on each other, it is inevitable that the scene will get out of control, but often before the last step, both parties will stop tacitly.

However, tonight, intoxicated in the fragrant twilight, You Xia suddenly got a little bit over the top. When he reached out and touched the belt of Rice's pajamas, the other party suddenly grabbed his hand and said, "No."

"why?"

"You are not yet of age."

You Xia froze for a moment, a little unbelievable about the reason he heard, he said: "According to the age of the human race, I am five years older than you."

"Yeah." Rice responded, and said seriously: "But you are not a human race."

"Can't you treat me as a human race?"

Rice shook his head slightly, and repeated: "You are not yet of age."

"When will I have to wait until I become an adult." You Xia couldn't help frowning when thinking of the distant one hundred and eight years old: "I'm obviously older than you."

Les said "hmm" without hearing anything.

"Xiao Lai..."

"You are underage." Rice said again, his voice was very soft, and he didn't know whether he was telling him or warning himself.

You Xia stared at his black eyes that were not at all sleepy, and when he saw the deepness and restraint in those eyes that seemed to ooze out, he suddenly realized that the other party really wanted to go on.

Perhaps it is precisely because of being a magic dragon that he wants to stick to the bottom line in this regard.

"Okay." Realizing that this matter will not be done tonight, Youxia sighed, moved to the side, turned his back to him, and muttered, "Then don't let me smell the smell on your body again." Taste it."

Les embraced nothing, and felt the cold and quiet air suffocating for a moment.

Probably thinking that he was angry, his eyes were full of panic. After a while, he finally couldn't help leaning over and stretched out his arms to hug him again.

You Xia was about to ask him not to come closer, when Les suddenly turned over and leaned against his ear, lowered his eyes and slowly kissed his eyebrows and side face, and at the same time murmured in a low voice: " The magic dragon has no self-control, so no matter what I do to you next, it will be because of the influence of blood."

After understanding what he meant, You Xia's ears turned red instantly, and his heart was beating chaotically, beating wildly for a while.

Before falling into joy, he heard Rice say in his ear very solemnly: "Don't tell your elders."