Si Tianzhe nodded.

"Every sip of Irish coffee is a sublimation of the taste of suppressed emotions and longing." "It's bitter, slightly sour, mellow, a full-bodied, tear-like taste that has been deeply loved and inhibited by erosion." But, you see, this Irish coffee cake, it's sweet, it's infused with Irish Baileys and caramel, Baileys contains chocolate and cream flavors, which matches the original flavor of Irish coffee, and drains that sweetness, floating with a hint of cheese, and the whole cake exudes a charming flavor......"

He stared at me, his face slowly melting into a clear lake under the haunting halo of light.

When I looked into his eyes, it was as if I had fallen into a touch of icy blue night sky, and such a blue would always make me feel like I was suffocating.

"So, longing isn't necessarily sour," I said, my eyes flashing, and I couldn't suppress my red heartbeat when I said something like this, "I think all you taste is sweet." ”

As the words fell, he suddenly took a step towards me, desperate.

I stood where I was, and when I saw him approaching, I took the cake I was holding with one hand, and moved my left arm halfway to one side.

As a result, he was able to get close to me without any distance, and the waves in his breath locked me tightly, "I want you to stand here all the time, you are you, don't make any changes, all the distance, let me go." ”

As he spoke, he put his right hand around the back of my neck and pulled me closer, giving me a kiss that overturned in an instant.

I have never felt such tenderness, like the deep blue water with heat under the sun. Slowly spilling up. Moisten over the lip line, suck lightly, and swipe lightly. The ripples don't stop.

There are only countless scattered sounds of water in my ears, like waves sweeping away.

For a long time, he staggered my lips, but did not separate himself from me.

When I opened my eyes, I was greeted by his close face, and he could only tilt his head slightly due to the height difference. Bowing deeply, from my point of view, his eyes clearly carried a sense of pride. Overwhelmingly hit.

I had to lower my gaze and whisper a little unwillingly, "Say yes, I'm going to your ......"

He deliberately aimed at my gaze, and the concentration in his eyes almost overwhelmed me. "You're willing to turn to me. It's a great gift to follow me, promise me that you will always stand here and not leave, so that I can approach you, hold you tight, okay? ”

I nodded slightly.

He smiled softly. Pressed me into his arms, the night breeze mixed with the fragrance. Settle on his shirt.

He whispered softly, "Didn't I let you come, why didn't you obey, huh?" ”

"Because you said you missed me." I whispered.

"Really?" He turned to pick my chin, and asked knowingly in his raised voice, "As long as I say I miss you, will Yu'er be willing to appear?" ”

I rolled my eyes, "Of course, because of an unfinished business." ”

"Oh, what is it?" It was rare for him to guess what he hadn't expected.

I smiled and pointed to his left, "By the way, how long are you going to hold this cake?" ”

"As long as you send it, I'm willing to hold it for the rest of my life."

Lines of good and bad vulgarity. I rolled my eyes unceremoniously.

"Seriously," he rubbed back on, "I'm really flattered that Yu'er has sent me things one after another tonight." ”

"I didn't send you things one after another."

"Who sent the teddy bear Sunflower and told me she came to Glass?" He looked at me with an eyebrow raised.

"That's just ......" I looked away, momentarily speechless.

He smiled playfully, and his breath teased my cheek, "Tell me, what is the flower language of teddy bear sunflowers, I can't find ......"

"Actually, I don't know," I replied honestly, "maybe it doesn't have its own flower language, but it's not as pure and warm and bright as a sunflower, but so boyish and has such a lovely name." The flower language of the sunflower is 'silent, unspoken love', so I think the flower language of the teddy bear sunflower should be—"

We paused, and swallowed the words that were about to come out.

"What is it?" He stared at me with deep eyes.

I pursed the corners of my lips and said, "You are the softest existence in my heart. ”

*

After that, we returned to Si Tianzhe's mansion in Grasse, calling it a mansion because its area was in no way inferior to the size of any big family's mansion, and the design style also suited his preferences, and it didn't seem to be a temporary residence.

So in the world, no, at least in the famous cities of more than 40 countries in Europe, I am afraid that there are almost no areas that the Si industry cannot reach.

I'm just about to be breathtaking,

When two people are on opposite sides, and you help one of you, you have to offend the other.

I remember that when I was researching the top secret information of the Hill family's power at Hill Castle, I saw a black . The gang is called "Silver", and everyone in the organization has this pattern tattooed on their bodies.

It is also because of this tragedy that Narcissus has become synonymous with narcissism, always loving only himself more than others

When I looked closely, I realized that he also had injuries on his face, with bruises and bruises, and blood stains on the corners of his lips. He opened his mouth to say something, when suddenly, a violent cough overflowed, causing him to gasp for breath and his cheeks flush slightly.

It turns out that the deepest fear is not visual fear, but a cold and silent fear that emanates from the depths of consciousness

I want to capture the brows that are so indulgent

"Is my smile so visually striking that you don't dare to look at it?" The corners of his lips hooked with undisguised deep meaning,

I suddenly had a fever in my cheeks, and I was embarrassed to remember that when I just bumped into his smile, my eyes subconsciously dodged, and I must have seen such a small movement as well.

The sapphire that Princess Kate carried, although close to cornflower blue, was still not at this level. It is the royal blue, which is second only to Kashmir sapphire, and is mainly produced in Myanmar, Sri Lanka and other countries. The so-called Royal Blue refers to the sapphire color of bright blue with purple, with a noble and elegant temperament. Blessed by God, sapphires of this color, although rare, are still produced in their origins with a little new output each year, giving collectors more hope that they can own the best sapphires.

In addition to the royal blue, Myanmar Mogu also produces star blue, which is a silk rutile inclusion, and the parallel hexagonal cylinders are densely arranged, forming a 60-degree and 120-degree cross. (To be continued.) )