Break the ring for her!Paranoid Mr. Huo after marriage, he pinches his waist and pets him

Even though he had imagined it thousands of times in his mind, he still couldn't help holding his breath when he saw the majestic castle with his own eyes.

The simple bricks and tiles are full of traces of the passage of time, without deliberate whitewashing, everything looks solemn and steady.

The main building with dark spiers is covered with beautiful roses, pouring down from the terrace and walls like a waterfall, clusters of pink, white, bright red and light yellow, adding a romantic spring color to the solemn and quiet castle.

The sea of ​​flowers is boundless, and the soft petals are trembling under the spring breeze, sending a quiet and sweet fragrance with the wind.

Tang Suiwan was held by Huo Shichuan and walked in, and couldn't help asking in a low voice, "Mom said that roses were planted outside, why did they turn into roses?"

Huo Shichuan raised his thick eyebrows slightly, and glanced sideways at her.

"Because I have Little Rose."

"The loyalty to Qiangwei is a lesson for the world."

The ending was lazy and elongated, like a light laugh.

It seems to be confessing seriously.

Tang Suiwan snorted softly, "It's nice to say that the world can learn from it, but in fact, it's just the wind and rain."

#On the statement of high emotional intelligence in the wind and rain#

Huo Shichuan couldn't help but laugh, and turned to walk towards the endless Rose Waterfall.

Xiu Ruoqingzhu's fingers exerted a little force, and cut off the flower branch lightly.

The morning dew was still condensed on the petals, and they were folded and shaken off. The trembling green leaves were gradually woven into rings between the white fingers.

It's a wreath.

Huo Shichuan carefully inspected every flower and leaf to make sure they were clean before looking at Tang Suiwan.

"The head of the hairpin is trembling, and it is turned towards the person."

The garland was lightly pressed on top of his head, and Tang Suiwan subconsciously reached out to touch it, and his fingertips bumped into Huo Shichuan's hand, which he hadn't had time to retract.

Was held backhanded.

The man's voice is low, neither fast nor slow, full of tenderness and love.

"Let's go, my little Rose."

Being dragged through the magnificent and splendid living room, when Tang Suiwan passed a reflective golden mirror, he couldn't help but glance sideways.

The garland is very beautiful. The pink roses are in full bloom, full of vitality, and the green leaves are interspersed among them, which is both a foil and an embellishment.

It also matches the dress she is wearing today.

It was Yunyang who bought it for her, a white princess dress with flower buds, made of textured fabric with dark patterns of flowers and butterflies.There is also a big bow at the back of the waist that gradually changes from white to light pink. The skirt only reaches the middle of the thigh, and the exposed legs are long and straight.

The long black hair was coiled up, loosened and made into a textured shape, and she was sat on a chair excitedly by Yun Yang, and carefully painted a delicate light makeup.

——Since looking at himself in the mirror at that time, Tang Suiwan had a faint premonition.

"The former name of this castle was Black Swan Castle." Huo Shichuan took her for a walk in the eight-meter-high hall. The oil paintings on the wall had turned yellow from the varnish on the surface due to the long time, "on the left It is the banquet hall used by the royal family for banquets, and on the right is the concert hall for concerts."

Tang Suiwan followed Huo Shichuan's footsteps, her eyes rolled, and she swept across the rich and colorful decorations in the hall one by one.

They walked to the window, and Huo Shichuan pointed to the pointed round tower outside the window, "Do you know where that is?"

It was a steeple that relied on the castle and was completely independent.

The only connection is the chain plank road that suddenly volleys from upstairs, which seems to be in danger.

"...a place of confinement?" The little girl looked at the plank road shaking slightly in the wind, and answered tentatively.

Her expression was so serious that Huo Shichuan suddenly laughed out loud, looked at the little girl with narrowed eyes, and said seriously, "Well, then lock us up there every night, like Rapunzel, you can only wait for me Come pick you up."

"You just can't bear it." Tang Suiwan smiled slyly, "Mr. Huo, if I'm really locked up there, I definitely won't be waiting for you to pick me up."

"You will stay by my side every step of the way."

She called Mr. Huo with a brisk rising tone and naughty drawl at the end.When spitting it out, it seems to linger between the lips and teeth for a while, stained with sticky water vapor, and like sugar too thick to melt.

Huo Shichuan's eyes darkened slightly, and he couldn't help but chuckle after hearing Tang Suiwan's words.

He nodded, "Yes, you are right."

How could he be willing to leave Tang Suiwan.

"Once the royal family members got married, it was held in this Black Swan Castle. The married couple need to walk hand in hand through the Langdang plank road, stand on the top of the steeple, and make a lifetime vow to each other."

"Then sprinkle the rose petals that you brought with you into the wind, implying that the oath of each other will be witnessed by the sky."

Tang Suiwan's heartbeat quickened inexplicably, and he stared fixedly at Huo Shichuan.

The man turned his eyes to look at him, the end of his eyes slightly hooked, and he raised a seductive smile.

With a very solemn gesture, he stretched out his hand and spread it out in front of her.

"So, Wanwan, I have the honor, can I invite you upstairs to have a look?"

The little girl took a deep breath, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, half covering the emotion in her eyes.

She was quiet for a few seconds before reaching out her hand and gently placing it on Huo Shichuan's palm.

The silver ring on the ring finger of his right hand shines brightly.

"Okay, Mr. Huo."

……

The chain path leading to the minaret is on the third floor.

The spiral staircase has some twists and turns, and the carpet on the staircase is covered with gold and silver weaving flowers.

There are many oil paintings hanging on the wall of the corridor. The artist depicted the scene of the royal family banquet at that time. Tang Suiwan looked at it seriously for a while, and his pace was a little slow.

Huo Shichuan didn't mean to urge him, he accompanied him patiently, his long and narrow eyes were tender and gentle.

Walking slowly down the stairs, he finally stepped onto the platform on the third floor.

It is a huge terrace, with light gauze curtains hanging on both sides, gently raising the arc with the wind.

Looking down from here, you can have a panoramic view of the surrounding green trees.

The milky white leather shoes lightly stepped on the floor, making a slight clicking sound.

Tang Sui Wan turned around, feeling a little puzzled, "Didn't you mean to go from here?"

Huo Shichuan lifted the veil, and the corners of his lips curled slightly, "Yes, but there is a task to be completed before we can pass."

He didn't rush to explain, but walked to the terrace and looked down, "Mom said that the outside of the castle was full of roses, because it was indeed like this when she left England."

"And when I came here to go to school, the rosebushes were withered by insects, and the person in charge of the castle came to ask me, do you want to change the flowers?"

Tang Suiwan also walked up to him, the mountain top was empty and the castle was so tall, it seemed that the sharp roof would pierce the blue sky.

"Then, you asked them to plant roses?" Tang Suiwan asked casually.

But Huo Shichuan looked at her sideways, his long eyelashes blinked, and his tone was calm.

"Then, I planted roses."

Not them.

Only him.

Every rose here is planted and watered by him.

Just like...

Just like the little rose in front of him.