The spacious living room is right in front of you.

Almost as soon as she stepped into the room, the intricate and brilliant crystal chandelier in the center of the living room suddenly lit up. Under the shadow of the lamp, there is an open space, but if you look closely, you will find a few deep marks on the carpet, probably a sofa and coffee table were placed here before, but because of the new house, it was removed.

Directly opposite, there is a floor-to-ceiling window.

The night view outside the window is very graceful.

In front of the window, a small honey-colored European-style round table stands under a row of spotlights with a soft luster. There are several incense candles burning on it, and the candle flame is gently flickering, reflecting the waking red wine and crystal clear goblets on the side. On the edge of the cup, there was also a bouquet of flowers, which she couldn't throw out today because of the chaos.

It is composed of dreamy purple lavender and crimson delicate phalaenopsis.

The light and candle flame complement each other, and the color of the coffee table is particularly conspicuous.

She remembered that she had left the flower in the lounge and had not taken it back.

Why are you here?

"This flower ......"

"The bouquet is the messenger of happiness for the wedding and the guardian of the bride. This wedding was made such a fuss by Su Nuanxia and you didn t throw it away, so the messenger's task, it can't be completed, I just happened to see it in the lounge, so I brought it back. I have a selfish heart, I hope it will be your guardian and help me continue to protect you! ”

Lu Yan stood in front of him.

He was holding her hand and staring at her quietly.

Outside the window, the night was hazy and faintly shining with starlight.

The spotlights above his head were shining brightly, reflecting on his handsome face, and the halo seemed to turn him into a light-colored ink painting. Under the slender and stiff eyebrows, the dark eyes were heavy and clear, like bewitchment, and like seduction, so that she couldn't stagger her gaze.

Look at each other in pairs.

Her thoughts gradually cleared, and he occupied most of them, as if there was a kind of magic that could gently dissipate the sorrow that had haunted her for a long time that had lingered in her mind.

"Hungry?"

A smile tugged at the corners of his mouth, and there was thoughtful tenderness in his eyes.

That tenderness and sweetness, if you change to someone with weak willpower, you may not be able to get drunk without wine.

Fortunately, Miss Bo has strong willpower, or higher immunity, and thicker skin, so she was not directly dizzy because of the charm of the beautiful man in front of her.

She withdrew her gaze and lowered her eyes to the incense candle on the table.

Some tired people called him lightly: "Ah Yan......"

"It looks like you're not hungry, you're just tired."

He poured two glasses of wine and handed one of them to her: "When you are tired, it is better to drink a glass." ”

"Really? It's time for me to get rid of my fatigue, I'm dying of exhaustion today! ”

But for her, wine is such a thing, and the more she drinks, the more tired she becomes. Because it is not the body that she is tired, but the heart. For many years, she was in a state of nervous tension, and it was only when she returned here and roamed Paris with Lu Yan that she got a little relaxation.

But she didn't expect that this ease would be a luxury for her.

No, it was only a few days after she relaxed, and she returned to that tense state. And this time, she couldn't figure out who her opponent was at all, and she was completely in a passive state. So this feeling of tension intensifies. So much so that even this wedding night, which should have been filled with tenderness and sweetness, has changed its flavor a little.

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