Nangong Yu had light teeth and thin lips, and murmured in Lin Xin's ear: "Just like it!" The hot breath squirted warmly on Lin Xin's neck.

Just a gentle word of like, but Lin Xin's whole body became hot and boiling. He always gave his tenderness and intimacy without her preparation, making her forget who she was instantly.

"Thank you, Ayu, you made me feel that I am so happy that I am almost dead." Lin Xin felt sad and turned around in an instant, hugging Nangong Yu Jianshuo waist tightly.

He buried his little face deeply into Nangong Yu's neck and breathed the fragrance of green tea that belonged to Nangong Yu. It was a fragrance that could not be concealed by the sea of ​​flowers, and it was a smell that she could never forget in her life.

Nangong Yu gently stroked Lin Xin's hair flying in the wind and said affectionately: "Xiao Xin, these seven years have caused you to suffer. I will pay back my love for you for a lifetime."

Nangong Yu raised his eyes and a group of unknown birds flew past the sky, just in the air to draw a beautiful arc, and inflating his wings in the desire to fly.

It seemed as if I was cheering for them. This was the best destination for himself, Lin Xin, Hengheng and Niannian? Isn't it worth applauding?

Nangong Yu couldn't help but remember that night seven years ago, he took away the most precious chastity of the girl in front of him, and gave birth to Hengheng for him without hesitation, inheriting the lifeblood of the Nangong family. He also remembered that a year ago, he ruthlessly left her and pursued his true love. Even now, he was willing to embrace her tightly in order to atone for his sins.

He owed Lin Xin too much. How many times does he have to repay it in his lifetime?

Since it is atonement, he will not let Lin Xin know his forbearance, his thoughts, and for any reason, let the promises he made again be lost by time again.

Before he knew it, Lin Xin had already hid in Nangong Yu's arms and burst into tears. She broke a few lines of tears in her happiness, and shed warmly in this sea of ​​oriole tail flowers.

These were tears that followed the thoughts of Nangong Yu, who looked at the heart and felt extremely guilty when he looked at the pitiful one in his arms.

At this time, Lin Xin cried even harder, her crystal tears fell down, and her thin body was also trembling slightly.

Nangong Yu raised his hand, gently wiped away the tears from Lin Xin's cheeks, staring at Lin Xin with care and said, "Don't cry, okay? I know you must have suffered a lot of grievances and suffered a lot in the past seven years, but all of these have passed. In the days to come, I will overwhelm all the grievances you have suffered in the past seven years in the happiness of the future. Please give me time."

Nangong Yu's pupils were also filled with tears. After sucking in his breath, he kept swallowing the guilty bitterness into his stomach.

Nangong Yu's affectionate whisper and firm promise were like a trickle of water flowing in Lin Xin's heart, arousing her surging passion, touching all Lin Xin's innocent love and longing for the future.

I even forgot that there was Yan Yu, who occupied Nangong Yu's almost entire heart.

"Let's find a place to sit down! Tears cannot nourish the earth. Fools, don't cry anymore." Nangong Yu hugged Lin Xin and sat down on the empty ground a few steps away. It was the highest point of the mountain, and he could easily see the sea of ​​flowers all over the mountains from a high place.

The scenery was very beautiful, but Hengheng also gave Nian Nian back to Nangong Yu in time, but he ran away not far away and picked some unknown wild flowers with itchy hands, his face full of excitement.

Lin Xin sat down next to Nangong Yu and leaned her head against his shoulder. Isn’t Nangong Yu’s shoulder her safe haven? Lin Xin raised her eyes and looked at the sea of ​​flowers, which was like a gentle spring breeze, swaying and waving on this hillside.

"Why do the French regard iris as the national flower?" Lin Xin asked curiously in Nangong Yu's strong arms. In fact, she thought in her heart that it is not an exaggeration to call this colorful flower a national flower.

Nangong Yu smiled coldly, spread out the introduction of the scenic spot in his hand, and said in a slightly poetic tone: "There are three reasons why the French regard iris as national flower. One is to symbolize the power of the ancient French royal family. The other is to symbolize religious symbols. The third is that the French people use iris to represent light and freedom, symbolizing national purity, solemnity and openness."

Nangong Yu looked at the Chinese version of the scenic spot introduction and read it to Lin Xin intact.

Lin Xin's enjoyable gaze has never left the boundless iris, so naturally he did not notice Nangong Yu's effortless poetic recitation. Instead, he felt that while enjoying the beauty of the sea of ​​flowers and listening to the introduction of the oriole tail flowers, it was a perfect beauty.

Lin Xin looked down at the iris flowers beside her and said in surprise: "It really looks like a lily!"

"Well! Iris is regarded as the national flower of the French Kingdom. In fact, the golden lily mentioned by the French are these vetiver and oriole tails." Nangong Yu explained in detail to Lin Xin.

A woman who regards this place as the place where the dream begins should know the historical achievements of this sea of ​​flowers.

"Ayu, how do you know so much?" Lin Xin turned her head to Nangong Yu and asked seriously, not realizing anything wrong at all, and also cast an admirable look on Nangong Yu.

Nangong Yu was stunned for a moment, quickly kneaded the introduction into a ball in his big hand, then smiled mysteriously, and said complacently: "I also know that in addition to the French planting of vetiver tails for viewing, it is also an important raw material for obtaining fragrances. I also specially bought a bottle of iris perfume for my dearest wife."

As he said that, Nangong Yu was like a magic trick or a magic trick, and swung his hand and handed a delicate glass container filled with purple liquid to Lin Xin.

Lin Xin took the glass bottle, glanced at the exquisite perfume bottle with bright eyes, blinked her beautiful eyes at the bottle, and exclaimed: "So beautiful!"

Immediately, Lin Xin couldn't wait to open the bottle cap, moved to her nostrils and gently smelled the exclusive fragrance of Iris: "What a fresh and pleasant fragrance, pure, faint... I like it." Lin Xin grinned and said cheerfully.

"Just like it!" Nangong Yu still had that flat smile. Seeing Lin Xin happy, he was satisfied. Even if this was the perfume he bought at a sky-high price, everything was worth it.
Chapter completed!