Kaoru, it's the end of August, and the lavender is going to wither, you know?

Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of him, she was wearing a white dress, without any decoration, walking in the lavender field, her fair and slender fingers brushed the sea of purple flowers, squatting down from time to time to smell its fragrance, it seemed to be the fairy of flowers.

That innocent face flashed through his mind again. "Brother Yu, in the future, Xun'er will plant a lot of lavender, and then she will walk in it with the person she loves the most. "Every word she says is still so clear, but what about her....

Thinking of this, Feng Xuanyu drank the red wine in his hand, his eyes were extremely empty, ten years later, he had never forgotten that innocent face.

In the evening, the sunset covers the earth with a layer of golden yellow, An Yuxi sits in the open space in the middle of the lavender field, admiring this rare scenery, although the An family also has a back garden, but it is not so magnificent, people who can use so many open space to plant flowers are only the wealthy Feng Xuanyu. But that's probably too much.

A coat was draped over An Yuxi's body, "Why did you come here?"

This woman is too good at taking care of herself, and she wears such a thin breeze to blow the cool breeze before her body heals.

An Yuxi looked at the man behind him, the corners of his mouth rose, and he pulled his coat. He smiled and said, "It's so beautiful." ”

This answer is a bit of a contradiction.

Feng Xuanyu didn't ask too much about it, he lay down next to An Yuxi, and every time he came here, he felt extremely relaxed and at ease. It's as if she's always been by her side and never left.

"Do you like it?" he put his hands behind his head and closed his eyes.

"Well, do you know the legend of lavender?" An Yuxi lay on his right, lying flat and looking at the sky.

"Don't say it. Feng Xuanyu stopped her in front of her, "The legend is too bleak. ”

It turned out that he knew that the girl in the legendary Progongo had waited too much for her life.

"The flower language of lavender is waiting for love. "She loves lavender and prefers its flower language.

She turned sideways to look at the man beside her, although he didn't speak, there was a faint sadness between his eyebrows, was it her delusion or something.

Her gaze moved downward, resting on his left ear, having been with him for so long, she didn't even notice that he had been wearing only one stud earring, which seemed to be a perfect combination on his body, and it was more rebellious. The purple diamond glows faintly in the setting sun, without too much decoration, simple and charming.

"Why do you only have one stud earring. ”

"I like it. After speaking, he hugged An Yuxi in his arms and bit her earlobe, "You are very noisy." ”

Ear and sideburns grinding is a common thing for ordinary couples, but for them....An Yuxi is still a little uncomfortable, his thin lips spit out hot air and fell on her neck, her dark eyes suddenly flashed with a touch of surprise, and her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

His eyes were closed, and there was still a slight wrinkle between his eyebrows, she turned over, supporting her entire body with her arms, and her white fingers scraped the center of his eyebrows, "Don't frown, you will get old." ”

He held her hand, An Yuxi was shocked, his hand was so warm.

Feng Xuanyu slowly opened his eyes, and pulled hard to make her lie on his chest, the closest to his heart, his heartbeat was so sonorous and powerful.

Feng Xuanyu rubbed her hair lightly, this woman is really special, what is special is nothing more than her face, An Yuxi If you don't look like her, maybe I don't have to be nervous for you when you are in danger. He attributed all his concern to their likeness.

"Do you love me?" he asked softly, his fingers caressing her face.

This question was a little sudden, An Yuxi looked at him with her head bowed, her dark eyes were rippling, did she love him? she didn't know herself, she only knew that she would be heartbroken when he was with other women. At first, she thought it was normal, and any woman would feel uncomfortable seeing her husband so intimate with someone else, but then she found out that it was not like this......

She raised her body slightly so that she could look him in the eye, "No." After speaking, I leaned back on his heart, Feng Xuanyu, I don't love you, but I seem to like you.

Feng Xuanyu's right hand that flicked her hair paused, a trace of displeasure crossed her eyes, and then she smiled, wrapping her hair with her slender fingers, "Don't fall in love with me, you will definitely regret it." ”

"No, it won't. An Yuxi chuckled, her eyes lowered, whether she would not fall in love with him or regret it, even she didn't know.

I don't know how long it took, the man under her breathed gradually steady, she raised her head to look at him, the gentle smile in Mo Che's eyes became thicker and thicker, and he fell asleep.

An Yuxi lowered his head and put a kiss on the corner of his mouth, "You know what? Originally, you should be the person I resist the most." ”

She crept out of his arms, stood up, and felt the cleanest air in the city with open arms, which was really beautiful, allowing people to abandon the dust and find peace.

The hem of her skirt swayed in the breeze, and the lavender danced with her, and there were so many things that had happened lately that even a little bit of tranquility seemed so precious.

Tired of standing, she brought her handbag from a short distance behind her, which contained her sketchpad and brush.

She sat opposite Feng Xuanyu, holding a paintbrush in her hand to outline perfect lines on the paper, her painting skills are very high, because she likes design and deliberately learned to draw.

I still remember that the family was not rich at that time, and my mother embroidered cross-stitch at home for her to study, and now I think about it too many things recently, and she didn't have a chance to see her mother.

Soon, a clear outline appeared on the drawing board, and An Yuxi nodded with satisfaction, as if an artist was examining the work he was most satisfied with.

"What are you looking at?" Suddenly a warm and magnetic voice sounded in her ears, she looked back, who knew that her lips just crossed Feng Xuanyu's cheeks, a feeling of electric touch, her face was covered with redness, a trace of panic crossed her eyes, and she said hesitantly: "No....nothing, it's just a painting." With that, he put away his sketchpad.

"Painting?" Feng Xuanyu wrapped his arms around her back, wanting to see the portrait of her so precious. As soon as she touched her waist, An Yuxi leaned back, the more she wanted to dodge his attack.

Feng Xuanyu seemed to have expected her to do this, and took her into his arms with a circle of arms, and he leaned down with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, but this time it was no longer the previous smile with ridicule and sarcasm, but contained a little tenderness, "I still want to run." ”

It turned out that he could be so handsome when he laughed, An Yuxi was a little stupid for a while and forgot to resist, and his body began to relax slowly, and there was some obsession between his delicate eyebrows.

"Take it!" Feng Xuanyu took aim at the right time and snatched the painting from her hand.

When An Yuxi came to her senses, Feng Xuanyu had already opened the drawing board, and she wanted to try her best to stop it, no matter how you say that stealing paintings is immoral, "Hey, Feng Xuanyu, no... How can you do that..."

"What's so... Mysterious. The last two words almost popped out of his mouth, he held a sketchpad in his hand, his thin lips slightly open, and his dark eyes stared at the picture without blinking.

An Yuxi saw his sluggish back, his heart was stunned, and he flicked his skirt uneasily, he wouldn't be angry, right?

Her willow eyebrows curled slightly, and she watched him purse her lips slightly, and then lowered her head deeply, like a child who had done something wrong.

She walked behind Feng Xuanyu nervously, gently pulled the corner of his clothes, and whispered: "I didn't mean to steal your painting, if you don't like it, I'll put it away, but don't tear you up, I painted... Long. Before An Yuxi finished speaking, she was already embraced by Feng Xuanyu, and a strong manly aura filled her nerves.

"Fool. His jaw was pressed against the top of her head, pulling the shredded hair from her ear behind her ear.

His warm voice echoed in her ears, and An Yuxi let him hold him like this, his arms were very warm, too easy to covet.

"Why do you want to paint?" Feng Xuanyu closed his eyes and asked softly. His voice was soft, soft to the bone.

An Yuxi raised her eyebrows, the corners of her mouth curved slightly, stood on tiptoe to cover his ear, and said with a smile: "You are very noisy." ”

Hearing her answer, Feng Xuanyu's eyebrows furrowed, and then he laughed out loud, this woman actually used his words to perfunctory him.

Painting is born from the heart, because you care about it, you will use the brush to outline it stroke by stroke.

In the picture, the man sleeps peacefully in the lavender field with his eyes closed, and the woman leans against his chest, her white jade face is a little flushed, and her right ear is placed closest to his heart to listen to his heartbeat.

Feng Xuanyu looked at such a lively and lovely An Yuxi, and was shocked, it turned out that this was the real her, a woman without that stubborn shell.

He looked at her beautiful and delicate face, without the cover of makeup, she had a unique charm without makeup. Feng Xuanyu couldn't help but be a little tempted for a while, and lowered his head to cover her red lips, her lips were very sweet, and she had a feeling of wanting to integrate her into her arms.

In the face of his kiss, An Yuxi turned from surprise to sinking at the beginning, she closed her eyes, wrapped her hands around his waist, and danced with him to the rhythm of his small mouth.

His hand covered the plump on her chest, "Don't ....." noticed his movements, An Yuxi opened his frightened eyes violently, his small hand clenched his clothes, lowered his head, and whispered a little shyly: "Don't... Don't ..... here."

When Feng Xuanyu heard this, the smile in his eyes became more and more obvious, and he hugged her sideways, biting her petite earlobe evilly, "Okay, go back to the room." ”

Suddenly, her face flushed, and she pounded his solid chest, trying to hide her shyness.

The heavy curtains covered the spring color of the room, her delicate was all rubbed in his arms, and her smile was all in his eyes.