Slag Girl Illustrated Book

What catches the eye is a trail paved with roses.

Hunting in the sea breeze, the eyes of Jin City were covered with bright red roses, and several hydrogen balloons that could carry people were hanging in the sky. They slowly sprinkled the petals from the night sky.

The sunset glow of the setting sun dyes the horizon into purple-red, and the communication between the sea and the sky is like a masterpiece of a top oil painting master who has exhausted his life's efforts, the beauty is extremely beautiful.

Pieces of red are held up by the evening breeze, sometimes flipping, sometimes drifting, and falling leaning a little bit.

She raised her head slightly, the rain of roses in the sky was so beautiful that people's hearts trembled!

Some people looked up at the flowers, with wind, snow, clouds or fog in their eyes, and some people lowered their heads to look at her, their eyes were love, love, gentleness, cautiousness, and hot pulses.

Ruan Xihe stretched out his hand to catch one of them, his eyes drooping slightly, his eyelashes trembling.

"Sister, let's go ride the Ferris wheel." Wen Ye suddenly became so gentle at this moment.

"Okay." Her voice was slightly hoarse.

You and I will eventually go out of style, but romance will not die.

The road was full of flowers, and the red rose petals rubbed against the hem of her skirt, and then slowly slid down along the arc of the straight line, beautiful and flamboyant.

The road was completely emptied, with red on both sides.

There was a long queue that was full on weekdays, but today there was no one, as if everything was set for her alone.

The staff wore uniform black tuxedos, each with a red rose in his chest and shirt pocket.

After seeing her, he uttered gently, slowly and neatly: "Happy birthday to Miss Ruan."

"Thank you." She bowed her eyebrows to thank everyone.

"Why is there no one alone?" Hua Road led to the Ferris wheel seat, and she asked Wen Ye in a low voice.

The Ferris wheel, which was supposed to have eight people in a box, now has only two of them.

"I wrapped it up."

He bends his lips, and Wen also wraps it up for two days. Yesterday someone came over and arranged them one by one.

Just to surprise her.

Beautiful rose lights are arranged on the seats.

From the outside, only their carriage shone with beautiful colors.

"Why do you suddenly engage in such a big battle?" The two sat on the same side.

The night view of Tsu City is extremely beautiful, with bright neon lights.

She looked down, and there were thousands of lights on both sides of the lingering Haihe River.

Only the surging mood can respond slowly to the magnificence of that moment.

"You didn't mean you want to ride the Ferris wheel."

When Ruan Xihe remembered, he seemed to have said this.

She laughed lowly, that Master Wen was indeed generous, and others would not spend so much money on the Ferris wheel for several lifetimes.

"Sister, look here!"

Ruan Xihe turned his head.

"Crack."

The camera recorded this moment, the boy's brilliant smile, and the girl's cute expression with a little doubt.

The Ferris wheel made a circle in 28 minutes, and when it reached the highest point, the drones that had been arranged underneath took off, forming a giant red rose.

Just when everyone was covering their mouths and screaming that this was the limit, the rose was actually shrunk, and the blue light-spot boy composed of drones took the rose and knelt down on one knee and handed it to the girl with the pink light-spot.

The last is the scene of the two embracing each other.

All of them went out suddenly, and then turned on again after five seconds, this time it was a row of numbers ****.9.19

Surprisingly, it was her birthday.

Finally, a line of small print appeared

Wen wants to love Ruan Ruan forever

She stood in the Ferris wheel and watched this scene, with a sore nose.

People, don’t use your heart, you can tell at a glance.

The more you like it, the more enthusiastic it is.

Wen also hugged her afterwards.

"Sister, I didn't expect that the love at the beginning would turn into such a strong love. I kept saying that I love you, is it so awkward? Then I said I like it, I like it so much, like it, like it, like you so much. Your first birthday, I hope you can celebrate your sister's 82 birthday."

"Why 82?"

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