Late autumn seems to be a bit of a return to the artistic conception, these days, actually returned to the "little spring" weather, the day is fine, the sky is high and blue.

Feng Feng went home very early, and today, Ye Jia is coming back. She looked at the very warm afternoon sunshine, and then at the large field of lush pink and white red flowers on the opposite side of the wooden bridge, and found that their flowering period was really long, and their blooming was indomitable, almost extending into winter. She never knew the name of the flower, and she couldn't find it on the Internet.

She picked a large bouquet and held it in her hand, looking at the roses in the rose garden—she had never been able to tell the difference between roses and moon seasons. Perhaps, these blooms are just the moon season? However, whether it is a rose or a moon season, in short, they are beautiful.

She spread out a wide, colorful carpet and sat cross-legged on top of a brocade mat. Breathing in the fragrance of flowers around me, taking a book and flipping through it, the breeze blowing on my face, these days, the hard work of staying up late to read a book every day has immediately eased a lot. The sun was really warm, and my body was gradually getting a little hot. She simply took off her shoes, sat barefoot on the ground, looked at it for a while, and then a wave of fatigue hit, and she slowly fell asleep on the ground.

Ye Jia walked across the wooden bridge and saw such a beautiful picture: a girl in a powder blue thin sweater, lying on a wide colored carpet, her black hair covering her face, and her feet looked particularly white in the sun. He walked over gently, and the first thing he saw was her feet, very thin and fair, with very neatly trimmed toenails, and ruddy in color, like ten tiny petals. His throat suddenly tightened, he felt very thirsty, and the bag in his hand fell to the ground, and as soon as he reached out, he grabbed her feet......

She woke up and saw that it was Ye Jia, giggling and falling into his arms: "Ye Jia, what are you doing?" He replied with action, leaned down and kissed her lips, she couldn't dodge, she didn't want to dodge, hugged his neck, until she was almost out of breath, then blushed and gently pushed him: "Ye Jia, what about outside......"

PS: 1, today is more than 2 sections, hehe. "Tyrant" is basically updated with 5-7 verses a week; I have long stated that this article is a V article, and it has long been finale, and I can't finish the free one in one go.

2. When you are waiting for the article, you might as well read Uncle Se's new article "Six Palaces Without Concubines", this book has 10 verses a day, that is to say, 70-100 verses will be updated a week, fast and good, and it is enjoyable to see. Moreover, this book will always have an exclusive and more complete ending at the 69 Book Bar. Everyone go and see it :))))

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