Purple vines are like smoke clouds, while the colorful hibiscus flowers are like a fire cloud reflected red by the setting sun.

She had never seen the flowers of Fusang blossom so ardently. They were like flames.

There was a man, leaning against a stone chair by the garden, wearing a red shirt and white Capris, slippers, eyes squinting lazily, and a red umbrella in his hand.

The smile on the corner of the mouth is so enchanting, set off by a large amount of hibiscus flowers in full swing.

Xiao Jin's breathing stopped in an instant.

She's never seen this Gorgeous man!

That pure bright red, like blood, is not something anyone dares to wear.

But she thought, this man and blood red, really match!

There's also the red and gorgeous umbrella. It's funny. Now who uses such an old oilpaper umbrella? It's like Cosplay!

However, I think it's so nice to match him.

Perhaps, he looks so good, only one word can describe, that is: demon! Yan!

No, it's two words.

Xiao Jin bit his fingers and was as stupid as a fool.

She was a little shy, a little overwhelmed.

After all, the first time I saw such a beautiful person, I was still a man.

I used to think that my brother was the best looking man in the world, but when I saw him, I knew what it was called peerless.

He can be beautiful into a landscape, so that the moment of Fusang flowers pale.

Let the dreary summer feel cool and comfortable.

Xiao looked at it stupidly. He didn't even know what to do. After thinking for a long time, he blurted out: "have we met?"

She was embarrassed after she said it. I wish I could find a hole to drill in!

This kind of approach is too old-fashioned! No style!

As beautiful as he looks, many people must use all kinds of means to chat with him.

She is so stupid

A sense of frustration came back. Why couldn't she do anything well?

However, unexpectedly, the other party heard her words, but smiled faintly, with which gorgeous and elegant voice said: "maybe I have seen it."

She would not be embarrassed by the politeness and self-restraint of people.

Xiao Chen chuckled out, with his head down. Some girls were shy and shy.

He stood there with his umbrella, quietly, and suddenly waved to her, asking, "is it hot?"

Xiao Jin nodded, not only hot, but also steamed people as steamed buns!

"Come here." He beckoned at her.

Looking at the shade under his umbrella and his warm smile, Xiao Jin can't help but walk past and stand in front of him.

He moved the umbrella forward a little, and put a shade on her head.

"It's cool!" Xiao Jin exclaimed, standing in front of him, as if there were air conditioners around, but it was comfortable and natural air.

It's amazing!

Xiao Jin excitedly raised her little face to look at him, her eyes twinkling.

"My name is Xiao Jin, and you?"

He smiled, squatted down, and wrote a word on the ground with a stone.

Nightmare.

Xiao Jin looked at it carefully. His red face was like a ripe apple.

"Well Evil? No, no, nunnery? Neither is it... "

She bit her lips and felt frustrated. She mumbled twice. She dared not speak. She knew she would laugh.

"Nightmare, nightmare nightmare."

Instead of laughing at her, he explained patiently.