The roses in the manor are blooming.

Mu Chuqing hasn't been here for a long time.

Rose has been put on the modeling frame, the white net frame is covered with rose branches, and the snow-white rose climbs along the shape of the modeling frame, competing for openness and brilliance.

Although they are all pure white, mu Chuqing is still a little dazzled.

Because it is a special cultivation, the flower is too big, comparable to the general size of roses, petals layer upon layer, especially thick.

Not to mention the fragrance, she could smell it from the hillside.

It is said that it is a rose, but it has a stronger fragrance than a rose.

On the edge of the manor, the former rest room has been completed and is now in use.

The loft on the second floor is a rest room, but it seems that it is intended to be used for a long time. It's beautiful in appearance, but even inside it is exquisite and unique.

In fact, living here, guarding a large sea of flowers, is also good.

Mu Chuqing did not enter the house, but walked along the path in the middle of the sea of flowers. The warm wind caressed the flowers, and the fragrance of the flowers became more intense. Mu Chuqing's mood was infected by the scenery and fragrance, and gradually calmed down, no longer as irritable as just now.

Along the path, in the middle of the sea of flowers, there is a round space, where there is a wooden bench, and the back of the bench also climbs the rose branches. The dense rose words adorn the mahogany chair, which is very beautiful.

It was hazy and dark. It wasn't long before mu Chuqing stood in the same place. All of a sudden, the lights around her were dim and the street lights were on. There were also several standing street lights around where she was standing.

The whole sea of flowers was illuminated by the light, as if it had been plated with a layer of silver light, emitting a beautiful halo.

Mu Chuqing turns around and looks at the man at the end of the path walking slowly towards her.

He didn't have time to change his clothes. He was wearing a black shirt. His legs were long and slender. He was tall and upright. His temperament was noble and remote.

His reputation in the outside world is frightening, daunting, cruel and resolute.

But in front of him, it was not like this.

She always thought that she was humble in front of him, and she took it for granted that he was beside her.

But now I think about it, he is not accommodating himself.

He should stand at the top, give orders to all people and enjoy a noble life.

But he didn't care to squeeze her into the small apartment. He was willing to give up all the delicacies outside and just drink the porridge she cooked casually. It was clear that there could be a bigger house. Xishanju, a nine-year-old residence in Xishanju, had always regarded it as the most important residence. He let his daughter go to an ordinary school. He allowed her to play a rogue. He also comforted her and coaxed her.

In fact, he has been following his own pace. He has created the most comfortable environment for her, which will not make her feel too much pressure.

For example, he clearly can give her a night pearl ability, but finally gave her a pearl.

Just because, she likes, the best thing she can accept, he indulges himself and gives her.

He endured so much for her

If you have to say humble, why is he not?

But is it called humbleness?

In front of two people's feelings, in any case do not want to separate, experienced too much, vowed to be together forever for two people

What is mean?