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The first time Jiang Shu saw Shen Chiyu was in the Shen family garden where the sun was pouring. The young man was holding a carved bone china cup, his lips were pursed as red as red roses, and his knuckles were clear and white.
A pair of peach blossom eyes are indifferent and beautiful, and the eyebrows are delicate and unattainable.
She bowed slightly and timidly called the other person "young master".
"Just call me Chi Yu." He put down the cup calmly, looked up at her, saw the girl's trembling eyes, and slowed down his voice, "Treat this as your own home, you can do whatever you want."
I can do anything...?
Jiang Shu noted it down.
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In April, in the glass greenhouse, white roses bloom fragrantly.
The girl bit the rose in her mouth and closed the buttons of his white shirt with her knuckles to cover up a scratch.
Just after the kiss, there was still a blush on his face. He pushed the bridge of his nose with his fingers and put his gold-rimmed glasses back on.
On the ground were broken antique vases, each worth hundreds of thousands.
He tied up his wrinkled tie, wiped off the lipstick on his lips with his fingertips, turned his head and said to her calmly: "You are too presumptuous."
Jiang Shu raised her eyebrows, hugged him tightly, and smiled casually, "Brother agreed."
From the moment she stepped into this villa, she wanted to pick this high mountain flower.
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Shuang Jie/1v1/The male and female protagonists have no blood relationship
A noble and self-sufficient young heir to a wealthy family × a dissolute and wanton girl artist
Intention: Carefully consider the target
