Chapter 1702 Rose Manor (8)

  Walking over, lifted the hanging curtain.

   "The flowers here are nice."

  He saw the endless delicate roses, as well as the gradually whitening and blue sky.

  The white and blue in the distance, and the scorching fire nearby, the colors are bright and blend together.

  It looks like a colorful scroll carefully engraved by people. When it is laid out, the beauty is particularly shocking.

  Like an ivory princess on a pagoda, she is so gorgeous.

  He couldn't help but look a few more times.

   Soon, I saw the servant who was removing the roses below.

  The scene of destroying such a beautiful fairyland is really dazzling.

  He frowned, "What? Are they going to remove the flowers?"

  Uncle Wang said yes, and stood beside him.

   Put your hands in front, very polite.

   "This is the season when the flowers are blooming. It's not good if the fragrance of the flowers is too strong. We, Mr. Big, always like to be light. If the fragrance is too strong, we will feel uncomfortable, so we plan to plant something else."

  Speaking of which, this sea of ​​roses was a gift given to the old lady by the old gentleman before he passed away.

  It's a pity that the two elders both passed away, and things are different.

  Looking at these flowers now, it can only be touched by the scene and has no other purpose.

  In addition, the current owner is Mr. Da, Mr. Da likes simple and elegant things, as for roses...

   It can only be said to be indifferent.

   If it is moved, it will be moved, and there is no other way.

  Uncle Wang also felt a little regretful.

   After all, these roses are really beautiful after being raised for so long.

   Qiao Zhenting put down the curtains, "Since the elder brother doesn't want them, send them to me."

   "It just so happens that I just bought a winery recently, and it would be nice to have some rose wine."

"this…"

  Uncle Wang hesitated for a moment, then bowed slightly, "Excuse me, may I ask Mr. Da for instructions first?"

   This flower was originally intended to be sold. After all, it has been raised for a long time, and it was bought at a high price——

   "Okay, I'll show you how stingy, I'll make an offer, okay?"

   Qiao Zhenting turned around and put it in his pocket.

   "I will accept as much as my brother sells, and let them send me the flowers."

   "Be careful when sending them to me, send them to me as they are now, don't mess up the flowers."

   It can be seen that he really likes these flowers.

   Uncle Wang had no choice but to answer, "Yes, Mr. Xiao."

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  Master bedroom.

  The huge space is filled with light gray and cool tones.

  The floor-to-ceiling windows were tightly closed, and the silver-gray soft curtains were drawn, blocking the bright light from outside.

  The crisp birdsong outside, the refreshing majesty, and the fragrance of blooming flowers are all blocked outside by such a window.

   Inside, it is extremely clean.

  It was so quiet that there was only the slight sound of the pendulum swinging.

  The person on the big bed closed his eyes, breathing very shallowly, so shallow that he could hardly hear it.

   Probably because of a rare sleep, the person who woke up at this point in Japan still shows no signs of waking up.

  Fair-skinned face, long eyelashes are slightly drawn, like a small fan, trembling slightly, as if sleeping a little restlessly.

  Beside him, the rattan crutches were still quietly placed in place.

   Xiumei's long fingers moved slightly.

  In the dim light, the quiet environment seemed to urge him into a dream.

   Little by little, faintly, you can still smell the faint fragrance of roses.

  In Shen Shen's dream, he seemed to want to touch something.

  The fingertips trembled slightly, extremely fragile.

  (end of this chapter)