Quick Wear: I'm bound to the love strategy system

This room was very close to Strahl's room, but April had never seen him in and out during this time.

April began to wonder if he lived in a tree.

There was a dress ready in the closet, but April never stopped making clothes for herself.

She was afraid that she would anger Strahl by wearing the dress Strahl prepared for her while looking for a husband for herself.

April didn't think she was a noble person, but she didn't want to owe Strahl anything.

When it was almost time to leave, April picked up the album of Strahl's mother's paintings from the desk.

During this period, April copied this album many times.

I felt a little reluctant when I had to put this picture album back to the library.

April was afraid of meeting Strahl in the library, so she rarely went to the library during this period.

The fact that Strahl didn't come to see her during this period gave April hope.

Maybe people like her will do a lot of meaningless things.

He might have arranged himself near his room on a whim so that he could escape from Blanchett Hall unscathed.

The possible rumor problem can also be easily solved.

With Blanchett's status.

If I really became Strahl's lover, how could I marry someone else?

Anyway, there is never a shortage of romantic rumors about Strahl in this royal city.

Few people would believe it.

The style of this album is simple, which is not like Blanchett.

When April saw the last page, she found a line of small words written in pencil.

But April only knew four languages, and coincidentally, this was not one she knew.

She stood on the ladder, wondering whether she should write down the line with a pen.

This way you can check it later when you have time.

April was afraid of smudging the handwriting, so she didn't rub it with her fingertips.

Among the bookshelves filled with the scent of ink, April, wearing a light pink dress, sat on a ladder, looking at a yellowed picture album.

Her lips were slightly pursed, and no one knew what she was thinking, but she just felt inexplicably sad.

She was immersed in her own world and ignored the approaching scent of iris.

Strahl walked towards April and stopped one step away from her as a courtesy.

He didn't lean over to look at the pages in April's hand, but just stood there, waiting for April to find him.

April thought about it and decided not to do so.

What Mrs. Blanchett left on the last page of this album may very well be Blanchett's secret.

Doing this yourself could get you into trouble.

She didn't close the book, but pinched her neck with her hands.

But when she looked up, she saw Strahl beside her.

He stood there like a god, with a beautiful curve on his lips.

April's leg slipped as she stepped on the ladder and she almost fell.

But Strahl was not a real statue after all. He took a step forward and broke the distance.

April fell into his arms, her nose hitting his chest.

Tears almost fell out.

Strahl put his arms around April's waist, his delicate face was elegant and calm, and his golden hair touched April's cheek.

April felt that wherever Strahl touched her, she was stained with Strahl's warmth.

Her nose felt sore from the collision, and she raised her head in panic, only to bump into Strahl's chin.

He could only raise his head to avoid the attack from April's head.

The posture is majestic, like a swan.

But in this way, his fragile neck was exposed.

April's face and lips brushed against the white skin of his neck.

Warm and fragrant.

April felt the touch on her lips and her cheeks turned red.

She couldn't help but think in her mind as she put her hands on Strahl's chest to create distance between them.

What a scent this is.

It doesn't look like iris, and it's not wisteria.

It seems like...

Before April could come up with an answer, Strahl opened his mouth and interrupted her thoughts.

"Shara, I think your legs are hurting."

April almost wanted to slap herself. What was wrong with her today? She was always distracted.

April followed Strahl's words and looked at her legs.

I found that one of my legs was on the floor and the other was still on the ladder.

April quickly put down the leg that was on the ladder.

After both legs were on the ground, April wanted to take a step back to create some distance between herself and Strahl.

But Stral's hands around April's waist did not move at all, and he showed no intention of letting go.

April looked at Strahl's face, which was as pure as a little white flower, and said almost gritting her teeth.

"Blanchette, you can let me go now."

Kostrar's smile remained unchanged as he spoke calmly and gently into April's ear.

"But Shara, I don't want to."

April almost choked to death at his words.

You don’t want to, what can I do if you don’t want to?

April didn't know how long he was going to hold her, and she couldn't yell at him to let go, so she could only try to divert his attention.

She thought of the puzzle that had just troubled her.

She simply stopped putting her hand on his chest and turned around, opening the book she was holding.

Strahl hugged April from behind, and the person in his arms was soft.

What he just said was the truth, he simply didn't want to let go.

April turned to the last page and pointed out the line of text to Strahl.

"Blanche, do you know what this line of words means? I don't know what it is."

When Strahl saw this line of text, he was silent for a moment, and then said without any change in his tone.

“This is the sacred text, which in layman’s terms is the text used in the church.

It is not taught to others, and Amanda has never learned it.”

As he said this, his pale pink lips were almost touching April's ear.

She couldn't help but shrink her neck.

After hearing what he said, April's sadness due to ignorance felt a little better.

She asked Strahl: "What does this say? Can you tell me? Of course, it's normal if it doesn't work."

Strahl's voice was like a harp, gentle and elegant, and at this moment it had a faint magnetism that made April's heart skip a beat.

He said in a casual tone.

"It's not a secret. There's nothing I can't tell you."

He touched the yellowed pages with his fingertips.

There seemed to be a quiet dark river flowing in those purple eyes.

Speak slowly into April's ear.

"The violet crowned with thorns."

April's disturbed heart was pulled back by Strahl's words.

She didn't even care about the numbness on her neck. She smelled the scent of a secret.

"What does the violet with a crown of thorns mean?"

The only thing April could think of that had anything to do with violets in Blanchette Manor was Strahl's eyes.

“I didn’t know she would write Violet,” Strahl said.

Xia La, do you want to know what the first half of this sentence is? "

April knew that Strahl was keeping her in suspense, but she jumped into his trap anyway.

"What means?"

Strahl hugged April tightly, like a cocoon.

He said in her ear.

"Bitter love."