82. Love legend in Provence! 2
Wei Zizhen pulled her out of the car, and the endless purple clouds steeped in the land, blooming under the blue sky and white clouds. [26nbsp;] The faint fragrance of lavender was thrilling, refreshing the heart.
It is impossible to describe this beauty in your own personal experience.
The guide next to him continued, "This lavender flower is a purple flower that is "waiting for love", and there is also a legend about love..."
His Chinese is really fluent, and he paused to continue to preach, "It is said that there is a girl in the village who picks budding flowers alone in the cold valley. On the way home, she met a injured traveler from afar asking her for directions. The girl held a bouquet full of flowers and looked at the handsome young man affectionately. At that moment, her heart was occupied by the youth's passionate and unrestrained smile. Regardless of the opposition of her family, the girl insisted that the young man stay in the guest room at home healed until healed. As the days passed day by day, the young man's leg injury had healed, and the relationship between the two men quickly heated up. On a cool morning, the young man wanted to say goodbye, but the girl did not want his family to oppose her and went away with the young man to the hometown of the young man's roses... The old lady in the village was young
Before leaving, the girl held a bouquet of lavender, and let the infatuated girl use the bouquet of lavender to test the true heart of the young man... It is said that the fragrance of the bouquet of lavender will make unclean things appear... It is the morning when lavender is full of lavender. Just as the young man took the girl's hand and was about to travel far, the girl threw a bouquet of lavender hidden in her coat on the young man. In this way, a purple light smoke gathered and dispersed... The cold wind could be heard in the valley, as if the young man was moaning... I am the heart that you want to travel far... Leaving the lonely figure of the girl alone and melancholy... Not long after, the girl disappeared. Some people said that she was following the fragrance of roses and looking for the young man, and some people said that she was also transformed into a brigade of light smoke by the young man... "
The sound came leisurely.
At this moment, Lan Ruoqing stood in a light white dress in her face in the purple lavender in Provence, her eyes closed slightly, her black and thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and the sunlight hit her face like a thin golden thread. The unique fragrance sucked in her nose. The little purple flower lavender waiting for love is so beautiful, but what about her love? She will never wait for it.
Taking off the gorgeous evening dress, the white dress actually made her look so beautiful. Wei Zizhen looked at her from afar, and the woman's eyebrows were finally not tightly frowning.
He sneered, and he would actually be happy to coax her, so he accompanied her to Provence.
However, Wei Zizhen felt that he was in a good mood for no reason.
There are so many things in business, and he has raised some employees, which has caused him a headache.
Looking at the endless purple color, the snow-capped mountains are set against the back, and the blue sky is as blue as the sky, it seems that worries can really be left behind.
Wei Zizhen walked forward. At this moment, he was wearing only black trousers, only a shirt on his upper body, and three buttons to reveal his strong chest muscles.
He embraced Lan Ruoqing, who was like a porcelain doll in the sun, and kissed her affectionately in this lavender like clouds.
The kiss seemed to be filled with the fragrance of lavender.
So beautiful.
Chapter completed!