Chapter 225: Love Letters

Jiang Nuan was frightened, and subconsciously threw herself into Li Xichen's arms.

If a woman's scream is equivalent to two hundred ducks, then this high-decibel wolf cry at this moment is equivalent to thousands of ducks opening their throats and howling at the same time.

Which international star is there?

Wrong!

Di Heng is much better looking than big stars, and the emperor's beauties are used to seeing the world, so they shouldn't be so unproductive......

Just when Jiang Nuan was thinking wildly, Li Xichen skillfully picked up the mask and put it on his face, and walked out with her in his arms.

The moment he walked out of the parking lot, a brilliant color suddenly broke into his vision, and Jiang Nuan was stunned by the scene in front of him.

Flower!

What a lot of flowers!

The sky is full of ......

The flower shops in the entire Tianjing City don't know if there are so many flowers......

Even the flowers and fruit trees in the fruit fields were frantically not spared......

Roses, roses, peonies, lilies...... Placed in the shape of hearts, it is shocking to look at the past......

It is conceivable that when the emperor's staff suddenly raised their heads, they suddenly found that their own company, and suddenly their style changed greatly, how confused and shocking they were.

Almost everyone ran out, the women were excited, and the atmosphere was comparable to a superstar concert.

Someone with sharp eyes caught a glimpse of someone walking in from the parking lot and screamed again, "Ah, they-"

The voice was so amazing and terrifying that in an instant, everyone's eyes were focused.

Then, the atmosphere at the scene was boiling to the extreme, as if it was swept by an icy cold snap and frozen into ice slag.

A man walked slowly into everyone's field of vision, he was dressed in black, and he held a picturesque woman in his arms.

There is probably no one like him, and every line of his body is full of perfect taste.

At this moment, everyone who saw this picture stared at the man in a daze, hoping that he would be able to take off the mask and reveal his face hidden behind the mask......

However, the man just walked to the center of the flower field, leaned over, and kissed Jiang Nuan's lips in an unusually domineering and gentle posture.

The man who had sent Jiang Nuanhua in the morning felt a chill in his back at this moment, his heart tightened, and he inexplicably felt that there was a knife hanging above his head, shaky.

The women watched the scene with wide eyes, their eyes glazed over, and they forgot even jealousy......

Garret.

Di Heng hooked the corners of his lips, "It's really urgent......"

Li Xichen doesn't have any Mary Sue concepts and romantic cells......

He just stubbornly believes that everything about Jiang Nuan can only be given by him, and others don't want to be contaminated in the slightest.

The woman he likes, from head to toe, inside and in, can only be his.

Such a terrible possession-lust......

Fortunately, Jiang Xiaonuan hasn't discovered his abnormality yet?

In the infirmary.

Du Yiruo stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, soft and gentle, stretched out her snow-white and clear hand, and caught a few rose petals flying in from the floor-to-ceiling window.

The purest and noblest white rose in the world......

Embraced by the darkest demons......

The devil not only possessed her people, but also coveted her heart......

If he saw this picture, he would definitely die of heartache, right?

Du Yiruo seemed to think of something, and laughed happily, she looked at the white rose in her hand, and suddenly hummed an elegy.

"If love, please clean love, dedicate love to love ......"