The clouds return to the moon, the night cages the stars, and the lights are dim.

The brilliant and gorgeous light flowed on the shattered jade spar, and the cold light of Mori was cold and sharp from the sharp edges and corners of the blink and flow.

A few broken crystals are like the reflection of the stars, with the flow of the hazy moon, between the light and the extinction, the crystal glow turns, as if the cold moon is like a hook cutting through the galaxy flowing in the sky, making the stars fall to the mortal world. Suddenly, looking back, a few meteors scurled with a gorgeous blue star track, sprinkled with thousands of lights.

On the princess bed, covered with soft white satin, a bouquet of pink roses bloomed beautifully. Nan Zuisheng leaned on the man's broad and warm chest, and the smile on his lips was very enchanting: "Next, of course, let the face taste it...... What is the taste of no return? ”

She pressed the tablet in her hand, and her gaze slowly swept out of the floor-to-ceiling window, both cold and misty: "If it weren't for Rose telling me, I wouldn't believe that Rong Yanyan's hands were actually stained with the blood of so many people." ”

"Rose?" Nan Fusheng raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, and the bewitching woman in a burgundy fishtail dress quickly flashed in his mind.

"Rose. She's the woman you saw on the high street today. Nan Zuisheng raised his brother's hand and compared it with his own. Unlike her hands, which are narrow and beautiful, slender and petite, Nan Fusheng's hands are well-defined, slender and handsome, and you can feel the strong strength hidden in the joints just by looking at them.

The two hands, one large and one small, overlapped intimately, Nan Zuisheng raised his eyes and looked at his brother's broad palm with interest, only to see Nan Fusheng's fingers move slightly, and easily enveloped his petite and delicate hands, not even missing a slight, wrapping her hands tightly.

The gorgeous phoenix eyes were full of delicate tenderness, Nan Fusheng pinched the girl's delicate face with his eyebrows and indulged, and let the other party play with his hand with interest: "Well, I know her, I remember it deeply." He hooked his lips slightly, and held Nan Zuisheng's small claws and claws in vain trying to escape with his backhand, and then his fingers interlocked.

The gentleness of the moment is the most demagogic of all.

Between the interlocking fingers, Nan Zuisheng seemed to see the bright galaxy flowing in the universe outside the window, as well as the brilliant nebula that shuttled hundreds of millions of light years and still flowed endlessly, and the shadowy planet light track.

The gorgeous and ruined planetary empire is vast and endless, but in an instant, it turns into a nebula and shatters into an ethereal blue star stone.

The slightest wisp of indescribable sourness suddenly spread to his heart, Nan Zuisheng looked up at his brother's graceful jaw, and asked sourly: "Remember?" Are you also dazzled by the beauty of roses? Recalling Rose's bewitching face, her eyes were overshadowed.

"My dizziness has always been just for you, Nan Zuisheng." The gorgeous and gentle phoenix eyes suddenly sharpened, and Nan Fusheng held up the girl's cheek with one hand, forcing Nan Zuisheng to raise his head and stare at him.

"I remember Rose very well from her straightforward and bold words, and perhaps many men will appreciate her beauty, like a thorny rose that cannot be climbed at will. But I already have in my heart a Majesty the Queen, who is like no other in the world, and if she so wishes, I am willing to crush all the roses in this world, except for the roses I have planted for her with my own hands, for her to admire and climb. ”

The low-magnetic and seductive voice exudes cruel but beautiful words.

Crush all the roses in this world, leaving only the roses planted by your own hands.

Nan Zuisheng raised his eyes and stared deeply at the man's deep phoenix eyes, such sensational but ruthless words perfectly set off the dark side of Nan Fusheng's demonic charm. But even so, this unique charm of magic and coldness still tugs at her heartstrings.

Zhu Lips opened slightly, she blinked her clear ink eyes, and the brilliance seemed to be like an erosive fireworks blooming to the extreme: "If you are really dazzled and pampered only for me, it is really the most precious gift that the sky has given me in this world." Of course, in my heart, my brother is not a gift, but a supreme gift ---. ”

That's right, bounty.

That's the most beautiful thing in the world.

Nan Fusheng smiled gently, the cool evening breeze flowed in the bedroom along the open small window, and the evening breeze dyed with the fragrance of rich roses gently brushed the girl's long hair, like the color of the ancient ink slightly fluttering, it became a secluded and elegant night, and the lights sprinkled down, embellished it with sporadic flowing clear light and broken shadows.

Just as the two of them were enjoying the quiet and beautiful time at the moment, a noisy voice faintly came from downstairs. Nan Fusheng let go of the arms that surrounded the girl, stood up and straightened out the slightly messy collar: "I'll go down and take a look first, baby." ”

"Well, then you go down first, brother, I'll be there later." Nan Zuisheng tapped his chin and pulled the messy and lingering ink hair teased by the evening breeze into his palm: "If it's inconvenient, you can just ask Uncle Nan to come up and notify me." She pondered for a moment and added uneasily.

"Good." What answered her was the palm of Nan Fusheng's resting place on the top of her head, and the gentle caress full of tenderness and love.

The solid wood carved white bedroom door slowly closed in front of him, and Nan Zuisheng looked at his brother's tall and slender figure, and after a moment of silence, his face --- slightly red. She fell on her back on the bed, her long hair blooming layer upon layer like a blooming petal, and her fairy face was the most beautiful and rich stamen among the flowers.

Brother is really ......

I'm so good at flirting with girls!

Nan Zuishen covered his face shyly and said 'hmm', his clear ink eyes were slightly moist, and there was a layer of hazy water: "What should I do, I actually feel like my heart is about to pop out of my chest?" It's really weird......" She wrapped herself in the soft silk quilt and rolled around like a silkworm chrysalis.

But what she didn't know was that at this moment, Nan Fusheng was standing outside the door and peeping through the unclosed cracks, peeping at her tossing and turning, as well as the words that were budding but confused.

It's so cute.

The corners of the man's lips were slightly hooked, and he secretly watched through the narrow crack in the door as the girl rolled around and crawled around like a drunken caterpillar, wrapped in layers of soft silk on her body. If you have to describe it more appropriately, then the word 'squirming' simply describes Nan Zuisheng's current actions vividly.

After watching the girl's cute and willful movements, Nan Fusheng turned around and walked to the corner of the stairs with satisfaction, and the heavy blanket laid on the floor tiles silently annihilated his footsteps.