The ground is full of fragrance, and there used to be a very wide open space on the top of the mountain, which was full of planted gardenias, and now at this time, many opinions bloom, and the petals are covered with round buds.

The butterflies in the sky, the fresh smell, no wonder, no wonder the air here is so good.

The path shuttling through the sea of flowers, like eight strange pictures, such a planting method, is really wonderful.

I like gardenias from the time Lan Jingyue was born.

An inexplicable liking that makes no sense at all.

A melody of timbre crossed Lan Jingyue's mind, and this was her natural reaction.

When a person is in the sea of flowers, there will always be some dance steps in the sea of flowers in his mind inexplicably.

Her dancing foundation is also very good, in the absence of rhythm, it is very natural, her dancing movements appear in her mind, and the melody that matches her dance appears...

The skirt rose with the wind, and Lan Jingyue followed her instinct and danced her familiar dance steps.

Under the afterglow of the sunset, the sea of gardenias, the woman in white, and the three thousand green silks rose with the wind, and the movements in their hands were perfectly integrated with their figures.

The snow-white skirt on her body is like a gardenia in a sea of flowers, lonely but beautiful; Dance with the wind and be in touch with nature.

This kind of her makes people feel lonely, and it makes people feel that she has another kind of beauty.

There was always a faint smile on her lips.

Suddenly, a flute sounded and a melodious melody came, breaking the quiet twilight, which was like fairy music, touching the heartstrings.

It's like the melody in her heart that naturally fits her dance, it's so imaginative.

couldn't help but stop dancing beautifully, at this moment she broke the traditional thinking of ancient women, dancing and dancing, dancing more beautifully.

The sound of the flute is soft and lonely, as if it is telling the injustice of the world.

Lan Jingyue could only sigh secretly, a person with the same heavy heart and loneliness as her...

After the song, Lan Jingyue's dance movements also came to an end.

There were already fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and for how long, there had been no such dancing.

It seems that she hasn't danced since she came here, and it's been almost three years, but I didn't expect her memory to be so clear.

She turned around casually and looked at the person who accompanied her, leisurely, and her eyes were ·····!

The person on the edge of the sea of flowers, seeing her true face, couldn't help but be slightly surprised, he had thought that the movements and figure of this dance could be an extraordinary woman.

This glance confirmed his thoughts, not only extraordinary, it is estimated that Princess Zhaoxue, who is rumored to be the first beauty in the world, is not as good as this appearance.

And when Lan Jingyue saw the man on the edge of the sea of flowers, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes...

I felt that the gardenias around him were blooming particularly elegantly and dazzlingly, and the breeze gently lifted his fine hair and moved with the wind.

On the edge of the sea of flowers, there was a man sitting on a wooden chair, dressed in a snow suit, he was even more lonely, he should be in his twenties, his white jade-like face was as cold as this gardenia, and his jade-like eyes were bright and restrained...

Quiet as water, noble and dusty, this is the score that Lan Jingyue gave him in her heart.

A song of unparalleled flute sound, difficult to find in the world, full of amazing talent.

Such a man can't help but make Lan Jingyue praise and sigh at God's attainments, there is such a perfect man who is difficult to find in the world.