She lifted the blanket, stepped on the carpet with her white feet, and walked to the clothes hanger with her graceful and delicate body, one by one.

The scene of a beauty wearing a dress was always disturbed in the past, but today it is a little different.

The male owner didn't know where he went.

Putting on the last white scarf, Ye Weilan stood in front of the dressing mirror, holding a comb to combed her hair one by one.

Qi Ye likes her long hair. When he holds her, his hands always caress him unconsciously. Because he likes it, she has been reluctant to cut it for so many years. From the past to the long straight hair from the vest, it grew too long and then curled it. What should I do if it grows to the ankle in the future?

She stood in front of the mirror and smiled slightly, her smile full of happiness.

Ancient women compared black hair to love, and it turned out that they had loved so hard and long.

After finishing the washing, Ye Weilan stepped downstairs lightly.

The stairs were covered with thick velvet blankets, and an elegant gentleman in a tuxedo bent down and saluted: "Good morning, young lady."

"Good morning," Ye Weilan smiled: "Do you know where Qi Ye went?"

"The young master didn't say anything when he went out, but he told me that he would come back to have breakfast with you."

Ye Weilan's moist eyes curled slightly and turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

...

The morning in the castle was very quiet. Qi Ye's slender figure walked through the garden and walked into the hall slowly. The familiar smell of breakfast floated in the air, dispelling the coldness.

Ye Weilan turned back from the table and his eyes lit up: "Here I'm back."

Qi Ye walked over, bent down, trapped her between the dining table and her arms, and her slender fingers lifted up a strand of black hair. Her posture was a bit tangled, slutty, and her thin lips bent: "Lan."

Ye Weilan's eyes were pure and bright, which made people intoxicated: "Hmm?"

"I'll take you to see the meteor shower after breakfast."

She smiled and said, "Okay."

...

The scene seen from the pictures is far less than one ten thousandth of what it is to be immersive.

Millions of changing beautiful light belts pass through the night sky, red, purple, indigo, fluorescent blue, dark green... The magnificent color changes unpredictably, the sky is as low as you can touch it with your hand. The northern lights are as vast, splendid, mysterious, and graceful as the legendary ones...

Ye Weilan took Qi Ye's arm and looked up at the sky in front of him. His eyes were full of surprise. He was in such a place, and it was almost impossible to tell whether this was in the present world or a fairyland...

Life is small and the universe is infinite. In the face of nature, human beings must truly understand awe.

It was the first time Ye Weilan saw this wonderful scene. She turned to look at Qi Ye beside her. His dark eyes stared at the sky with the changing aurora, and his eyes were filled with a cold and deep depth.

Suddenly a bright light illuminated his face and the entire night sky.

Ye Weilan turned his eyes and saw a strange scene that would never be forgotten in his life.

Countless bright meteors dragged their long tails and flew down from the end of the sky. The bright light shone around like day, one by one, dazzled...

Her eyes shined.

A trace of tenderness flashed across Qi Ye's dark eyes like abyss. He turned his head and said something softly.

His voice was too low, and Ye Weilan couldn't hear it clearly. She turned to ask, and just happened to meet his lips that were touching.

A kiss sealed a secret.
Chapter completed!