In the bathroom, Luo Xingchen looked back at the closed door.

When she came in, she grabbed her phone.

A fragrant bouquet of flowers in the center of the bed came to her mind, and she remembered green bellflower and white roses, dotted with red beans.

It looks particularly fresh and elegant.

And those red beans that represent acacia add a bit of eager vitality to the elegant bouquet.

Surf the Internet, Search, ......

After a while, she figured out the flower language of bellflower and white rose.

[Platycodon flower: eternal and sincere love. 】

White Rose: I'm a match for you. 】

Looking at the content she searched on the mobile phone screen, she couldn't help but think about it, and the whole person was surrounded by a romantic warmth.

This man, this mind......

really made her, as a woman, unable to give birth to the slightest dissatisfaction and rejection.

It's really about falling in love, that's it!

"Remember, it's fun to jump in the sexiest outfit!"

The man's low and dull voice, mixed with lust, echoed in her ears, couldn't help but bow her head and smile shyly.

When it came to bathing, she chose shampoo and body wash with rose essential oil.

When she dried her hair in the bathroom after taking a shower, she could smell the natural fragrance herself.

"Jin, Ru, Hua, you are mine!"

She put down her hair dryer, stroked her jet-black hair in the mirror, and then made an extremely charming expression.

Jin Zeming, who went to the guest room to take a bath, walked into the master bedroom with a white bath towel around his waist, and a delicate and charming figure appeared in his sight.

She stood at the end of the bed, her back against the bedpost with the drape, the delicate bouquet of flowers in her hand, and looked up at him slightly.

Jin Zeming stood still, his throat clenched inexplicably.

The bouquet slid over her sleek, rounded shoulders and lay in the crook of her arm.

The burgundy lace-silk spaghetti strap nightdress was neither long nor short, just enough to show off her long slender and fair legs.

The man's eyes lingered on her with lust and enthusiasm, almost greedily, and her baby-like delicate skin that could be blown and broken made people want to touch it.

Not to mention the beautiful face and bumpy figure, in this dim light, the seduction is enough to kill.

"You chose the flowers?" Luo Xingchen smiled charmingly.

Jin Zeming subconsciously touched the bridge of his nose and replied honestly, "The clerk of the flower shop helped me choose, today...... There was no time. ”

"I accept your reason, so do you know the language of flowers?" She held up the bouquet and looked down to fiddle with the soft petals.

When you look down and sniff, your nose is full of charming fragrance.

He smiled, and when the clerk recommended it to him, he took it seriously.

"The flower language of the bellflower is eternal and sincere love. The flower language of the white rose is that I am enough to match you. The red bean represents acacia, and she said that this thing is the most acacia. That's a good sentence......"

Luo Xingchen lowered his head and smiled, "It's stupid, that's not what she said, it's a Tang poem, Wang Wei's poem." ”

With that, she took a gentle step forward, pulled out a white rose from the bouquet with her right hand, and threw the bouquet towards the large bed behind her.

"Red beans are born in the south, and a few branches are sent in spring. May you pick more, this thing is the most lovely. ”

A soft and pleasant sound came from her delicate lips, and she whispered the Tang poem called "Acacia" as she walked slowly towards him.