My host is a playboy

Chapter 273
Yun Qing opened her eyes, and what came into her eyes was a large area of ​​camellias. The leaves of the camellias were pitch-shaped, green and emerald green, and the petals were layered on top of each other. morning dew.

Graceful and endless, this large area of ​​camellias is really a big handwriting.

Yun Qing had to admit that she was really moved.

When she first saw the camellia, she folded it and put it in his palm.

But he didn't expect that he would put it in his heart like this, keep it in his heart, and plant this large camellia for her...

"There are so many plants, what do you want to do?" Yun Qing pretended not to care, looked at Meng Xun casually, and asked.

Meng Xun didn't answer, but said, "Do you like it?"

Yun Qing was silent for a while, she liked it, how could she not like it.

"I like it." Yun Qing smiled sweetly.

Meng Xun breathed a sigh of relief. He had been worried for a long time when he saw Yun Qing was silent.

She was afraid that the nearly three months of preparation would not suit her, so what should she do?
Fortunately, she likes it.

"Have you been doing this these days?" Yun Qing held a branch of a camellia without breaking it, just holding it with his hand and watching it carefully.

"No, there is another surprise, but it will be three days later." Meng Xun looked at Yun Qing with tenderness in his eyes.

The dewdrops on the camellias wet Yunqing's hands, and the crystal clear dewdrops flowed on Yunqing's nails, which was quite charming.

Meng Xun never thought that one day he would observe a woman's every move, seeing the camellia being played by Yun Qing, Meng Xun wished he could become that camellia.

Yun Qing was taken aback for a moment, this guy, said the surprise openly again, well, although he doesn't have that sense of mystery, he still wants to know more.

"What is it?" Yun Qing let go of the camellia, and looked straight at Meng Xun.

Meng Xun didn't speak, but just tucked a blooming camellia in Yun Qing's hair.

"The Buddha said: Do not speak."

"If you don't say it, you don't say it." Yun Qing turned her face away, with the delicate attitude of a little girl.

Today Yun Qing is wearing a cheongsam, standing among the camellia bushes, the light green cheongsam contrasts sharply with the emerald green leaves.

Delicate and glamorous, her bright red lips fluttered slightly, all this made Meng Xun's heart flutter.

So, Meng Xun, who was thinking of restraining himself, still couldn't restrain himself, and put his arm around Yun Qing's waist. The distance between the two was less than five centimeters.

The voice was low and hoarse, "Qingqing, your lip color is too bright today, let me share it for you."

So, before the words finished, Meng Xun pressed his lips upwards, and his unfinished voice was drowned in the affectionate kiss.

The slightly cold tongue slid into the mouth, greedily snatching the breath that belonged to her, Yun Qing's nostrils were filled with a faint fragrance of pines and cypresses, just like him, reassuring.

Yun Qing also wrapped her arms around Meng Xun's waist, and responded with a sweet breath flowing between her lips and teeth.

The camellias all over the mountains and plains swayed with the spring breeze, as if they were also happy for the lovely couple in front of them.

After a long while, her lips parted, and Yun Qing leaned against Meng Xun's arms, panting slightly. It stands to reason that she also sang a lot of operas, so her breath shouldn't be like this.

Meng Xun hugged the person in his arms. He was always unsmiling, and when he met the person in his arms, he would always make an exception for her.

She was like a spring breeze, blowing into his heart.

I don't know how to be attracted to her, maybe it's because the glimpse is too amazing, or it's because I miss you every day, and I miss you deeply.

Qingqing, my Qingqing...

my spring breeze...

(End of this chapter)