Luo Xi pursed the corners of his lips and watched the man get out of the car first, go around to his car door, and pull the door open.

With the big hand in front of him, Luo Xi's mood cleared slightly, and he put his hand on the man's hand, wrapped it warmly, and with his strength, he leaned out his feet.

As soon as the crystal slipper on his feet landed, he was hooked by his thin waist and taken out of the car.

A fresh fragrance swept across the tip of the nose, and a faint fragrance was mixed with the fresh air, a refreshing feeling.

But in front of him, only the protruding Adam's apple of the man's neckline and the deep collarbone could not be seen.

Luo Xi pointed to the chest in front of him and asked, "What is it?" ”

The man took a slight step forward and stood beside her, looking at the frame behind her at the same time as her.

Thousands of blooming tulips swayed in the wind, colorful, rows and patches, overwhelming.

In the middle of the sea of flowers, there is a huge red-tiled windmill, which rotates slowly with the evening breeze.

Luo Xi opened his mouth and couldn't say a word.

Aren't they on the run? How did you come to such a beautiful place...

The man reached out and hooked the woman's waist, "Luoxi, is it good-looking?" ”

"Good-looking.." Luo Xi looked at the sea of flowers and windmills in front of her every second, like a fairy tale she saw when she was a child, wearing a white wedding dress and a dreamy crystal slipper, walking into this picturesque scenery with her prince.

The man ripped his arm off, held her hand tightly, and looked down at her.

"Follow me."

Luo Xi nodded, followed him and walked forward along the flower path, watching each tulip stand straight, like a group of guards, standing here to welcome their arrival.

Each petal grows meticulously, crystal full, and is a piece of painstaking beauty, finally blooming in the wind in this beautiful season.

Luo Xi's feet walked firmly and happily step by step, following the man all the way forward.

The path became narrower and narrower, until only one person was allowed to walk through, and the two of them were one in front of the other, but the hand that could be held was never let go for a moment.

Finally, a brief narrow passage revealed a clearing, on which a round pink carpet was laid out, as if it had grown on the ground from the beginning, ironed and smooth.

On the blanket was a round table with red wine and candles.

And the tall windmill is also close at hand.

Luo Xi's face was happy, and his eyes were wide open, looking at the man.

The man picked her up and placed her on the side of the table.

The carpet is very thick and warm, so it will not touch the moisture and coolness of the floor.

Luo Xi felt very comfortable, took off the crystal slipper, and put it aside.

The feet are sturdy on the carpet, and they are very soft. contentad2();

The gauze skirt swayed gently with the breeze, and a certain factor quietly brewed in the air, fermented, and slowly rose.

The man sat down opposite, and Luo Xi raised his face and looked at the windmill in front of him.

Suddenly, at the highest point of the windmill, a huge green butterfly stayed at the top of the windmill, and slowly stirred its wings as if it stopped, and its tentacles trembled slightly, blending into the windmill's field of vision very peacefully.

But this butterfly is so big that the combined size of its two wings can compete with the blades of a windmill.

Luo Xi's eyes were straight, he stretched out his hand to the top of the windmill, and only made an "ah" sound, and then saw the butterfly that stayed on the top of the windmill suddenly moved.

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