(Updated as the occasion arises...)
Xu Fu, as a gold medal taxidermist with a 100% praise rate in the industry, received an invitation from the Brazilian Taximen Association to host a butterfly exhibition.
Just in time, Y, a regular customer of the store, repurchases butterfly specimens again.
It couldn't be more comfortable to have a panoramic view of the beauty while working.
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As soon as she got off the plane, Xu Fu encountered a stalker.
In a crisis situation, she met Shen Zhiyan's fiery gaze.
The setting sun was melting gold, and he stood facing the light, saying meaningfully: "You are well."
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Xu Fu was bored to death during the days she stayed at Shen Zhiyan's house.
Late at night, she got up and went to the kitchen to look for something, but accidentally entered a secret room.
The night view outside the window is mottled and changing, sometimes bright and sometimes dark. Xu Fu saw the butterfly specimens placed on the wooden shelves through the moonlight. She recognized that these works were all made by her hand.
"You're here."
The lights in the room suddenly turned on, and Shen Zhiyan came in without knowing when. He held a half-burned cigarette between his right fingers, and his dark eyes were as bright as water.
Xu Fu could clearly smell the strong smell of tobacco on his body. She had never seen Shen Zhiyan smoking.
Shen Zhiyan, inkstone, Y.
She seemed to have thought of something and asked, "Are you Y?"
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The blurry night was wrapped in a biting cold wind, and the lights were dim and warm, outlining Shen Zhiyan's simple body lines.
With a jade-like complexion, he lowered his head and put the scarf on Xu Fu. His body heat and faint citrus scent remained on the scarf.
Xu Fu blushed as red as an apple and froze slightly. As soon as she raised her head, she fell into his deep eyes.
Ambiguity mixed into the air, fermented uncontrollably, and gradually spread outward.
"Between you and me, there are only ten thousand times of spring and scenery."
The hot emotions in Shen Zhiyan's eyes seemed to be swallowing her up, and his hot lips pressed against her tentatively.
Walking through the snow-capped mountains, looking for the second spring.
Naughty little white flower who protects her shorts vs. A duplicitous wife slave
Secret love comes true/two-way rush/double c
Intention: None yet
