When Lin Junyi walked over and saw the thrilling beautiful side face under her soft long hair, her mind was deeply shocked again.
Although he had seen Lin Wanqing a few years ago in the photo before, and had some understanding of her beautiful appearance.
But at this moment, when I first saw the real person, I still couldn't help but feel an indescribable amazement and heartbeat.
The melon-shaped face with classical charm, the skin is like solidified, and the dream is like poetry, emitting a faint mist and soft luster, which seems to be smoother than satin, whiter than beautiful jade, with heads and moth eyebrows, bright eyes and white teeth.
The lips, like rose petals, are so beautiful and charming.
In the pure and clear eyes, there was a faint mist, and the fluorescent light flashed, like a slight rippling wave of water, curling charming eyelashes, trembling gently from time to time.
Under the silk-soft and long hair, there is also a charming neck as white as a swan.
She sat on the chair with a quiet face, looking at the book in her hand intently, and stretched out her hand from time to time. Her slender jade fingers were as white as onions. Inadvertently, she pushed apart the broken hair in front of her forehead and gently tied them behind her ears.
All over the body and every move, the quiet charm of an indescribable classical maid naturally revealed.
That look, movements, and expressions are all beautiful, all beautiful, and all unnatural and harmonious.
At this moment, Lin Junyi even had an illusion that the woman in front of him did not belong to this dirty world at all.
It is bright and bright like the light clouds covering the moon, and it is floating like the flowing snow of the return wind.
Lin Junyi tried his best to suppress the indescribable amazement and heartbeat in his consciousness, and the joy revealed by the original owner of his body's body's original eyes. He looked at the face of the upside down. He was stunned for a moment, as if the beauty of this woman was shaken and his eyes were dazzled.
Beauty is a height without cliffs. It does not oppress us, but it still makes us look up; it does not stab us, but we are still hurt.
She is so close to us, yet so far away from us; she is so looking at us, but so abandoning us.
In front of her, Lin Junyi felt a feeling of loss for no reason.
The woman in front of him made Lin Junyi truly feel the pure feminine charm.
That kind of temperament of light clouds and light winds, holy and elegant seems to not appear in the mortal world at all.
Lin Wanqing is this woman who always treats Lin Junyi as her closest person and is doting on her!
Care!
Take care of him meticulously!
Sad for him!
Worry about him!
Always obeying him, wishing to give him everything she has!
Lin Junyi calmed down his excitement and walked gently to her side, looking at the book "Song Dynasty Literature Research" she was holding.
The sparse shadows slant the water is clear and shallow, and the faint fragrance floats at dusk.
The frost bird wants to fall and steals his eyes first, while the pink butterfly breaks his soul as if he knows it.
Fortunately, there are slight chants to be with each other, so there is no need to share the golden lord.
Lin Junyi read softly.
Although he had seen Lin Wanqing a few years ago in the photo before, and had some understanding of her beautiful appearance.
But at this moment, when I first saw the real person, I still couldn't help but feel an indescribable amazement and heartbeat.
The melon-shaped face with classical charm, the skin is like solidified, and the dream is like poetry, emitting a faint mist and soft luster, which seems to be smoother than satin, whiter than beautiful jade, with heads and moth eyebrows, bright eyes and white teeth.
The lips, like rose petals, are so beautiful and charming.
In the pure and clear eyes, there was a faint mist, and the fluorescent light flashed, like a slight rippling wave of water, curling charming eyelashes, trembling gently from time to time.
Under the silk-soft and long hair, there is also a charming neck as white as a swan.
She sat on the chair with a quiet face, looking at the book in her hand intently, and stretched out her hand from time to time. Her slender jade fingers were as white as onions. Inadvertently, she pushed apart the broken hair in front of her forehead and gently tied them behind her ears.
All over the body and every move, the quiet charm of an indescribable classical maid naturally revealed.
That look, movements, and expressions are all beautiful, all beautiful, and all unnatural and harmonious.
At this moment, Lin Junyi even had an illusion that the woman in front of him did not belong to this dirty world at all.
It is bright and bright like the light clouds covering the moon, and it is floating like the flowing snow of the return wind.
Lin Junyi tried his best to suppress the indescribable amazement and heartbeat in his consciousness, and the joy revealed by the original owner of his body's body's original eyes. He looked at the face of the upside down. He was stunned for a moment, as if the beauty of this woman was shaken and his eyes were dazzled.
Beauty is a height without cliffs. It does not oppress us, but it still makes us look up; it does not stab us, but we are still hurt.
She is so close to us, yet so far away from us; she is so looking at us, but so abandoning us.
In front of her, Lin Junyi felt a feeling of loss for no reason.
The woman in front of him made Lin Junyi truly feel the pure feminine charm.
That kind of temperament of light clouds and light winds, holy and elegant seems to not appear in the mortal world at all.
Lin Wanqing is this woman who always treats Lin Junyi as her closest person and is doting on her!
Care!
Take care of him meticulously!
Sad for him!
Worry about him!
Always obeying him, wishing to give him everything she has!
Lin Junyi calmed down his excitement and walked gently to her side, looking at the book "Song Dynasty Literature Research" she was holding.
The sparse shadows slant the water is clear and shallow, and the faint fragrance floats at dusk.
The frost bird wants to fall and steals his eyes first, while the pink butterfly breaks his soul as if he knows it.
Fortunately, there are slight chants to be with each other, so there is no need to share the golden lord.
Lin Junyi read softly.
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