Ye Qinqin waved two strings of bright flowers woven in his hand.

Brightly colored, intertwined, beautiful garlands of petals, red, yellow, blue, white, purple pink flowers, exude a fresh and pleasant fragrance, put together.

The beauty is like jade, fragrant and beautiful, holding a beautiful wreath in her hand, standing in the dazzling sun.

The breeze is blowing.

Green grass.

Reflecting the bright and dazzling smile of the beautiful woman, it is like bathing in a warm and elegant light.

Exceptionally warm and beautiful.

Wisps of golden sunlight smeared behind Ye Qinqin.

It seems to be plated with a golden glow.

Looking at Wan Ting, she seems to be a beautiful woman coming from a painting.

Song Yuyi was fascinated.

The beautiful phoenix eyes are full of pampering tenderness.

stared intently at Ye Qinqin.

In the eyes as deep as the sea.

Only Ye Qinqin exists.

No one else.

"Qinqin." Song Yuyi is as gentle as a waterway.

He got up and greeted Ye Qinqin gracefully.

Ye Qinqin looked at the beautiful man in front of him, who was as beautiful as the bright moon.

Yan Ran smiled.

"Brother Yi, this wreath is for you." Ye Qinqin gave a string of bright flower garlands to Song Yuyi.

Some people, even if it is day and night.

I also feel that every minute and every second is time.

It's all so stunning.

Brother Yi, that's it.

Song Yuyi's good-looking eyebrows were filled with indescribable tenderness and sweetness.

He carefully took the bright wreath made by Ye Qinqin.

lest a petal fall.

A beautiful wreath woven by Qin Qin's own hands.

In his eyes.

It's priceless.

"What a beautiful garland, I like it very much." Song Yuyi gently held the beautiful garland.

In his eyes, even the wealth of the alluring city is not as good as the beautiful wreath woven by Ye Qinqin himself.

Ye Qinqin looked at Song Yuyi so precious that she made a garland.

smiled: "Brother Yi, I'll help you put it on." ”

She first picked up the wreath and put it on her left wrist.

Then put another woven wreath on Song Yuyi's right wrist.

"Brother Yi, we are a couple." Ye Qinqin was happy.

The slender white wrist shook gently.

Bright wreaths of red, yellow, blue, white and purple are fragrant.

Bright colors.

Reflect the elegant and beautiful face.

Extraordinarily exciting.

Song Yuyi was drunk.

He stretched out his long arms and hugged Ye Qinqin lovingly.

bowed his head and said softly: "Qinqin, as long as it is a gift from you, I like it very much." ”

Rich affection, overflowing with a beautiful and unparalleled face.

There is only one person with affectionate phoenix eyes.

Under the high bridge of the nose.

The thin and red lips kissed Ye Qinqin's cheek with pity.

He is the owner of the Song family, a thousand-year-old wealthy family.

Prestigious status.

Supreme power.

Something you want.

As long as he said a word, countless people rushed to deliver things to him.

But in his heart.

wants, only Ye Qinqin.

"Brother Yi, now, I will put a garland on you, from now on, you will be my person, and you are not allowed to like others." Ye Qinqin announced domineeringly.

Song Yuyi chuckled.

The slender and good-looking fingers with distinct bones gently caressed Ye Qinqin's cheeks.

"Yes, my Queen."

lowered his head and kissed Ye Qinqin's smooth and delicate forehead.

Ye Qinqin closed his eyes

Feel his warm breath and brush her forehead.

Up and down, shrouded in his pampering aura.

Song Yu's eyes were shining with love, like a burning fire.

He hugged Ye Qinqin tightly.

Reluctant to let go.

The figure of the two leaning against each other.

In the sun.

Stretch.

Long shadows come together.

It's like a person.

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