The Long-awaited Mr Han

But immediately, she felt that he was touching her back and smelling the familiar breath on him.

The warm palms covered her face, preventing her from opening her eyes and peeking.

A familiar low-pitched voice rang in her ears, "I'm right behind you, don't be afraid."

Lu Man grabbed Han Zhuoli's hand covering her eyes, Han Zhuoli smirked, "Prevent you from peeking, let's go, believe me."

When Han Zhuoli is here, she will naturally feel at ease. She has not dared to take steps because she can't see her. She goes forward boldly.

"Foot up a bit, there is a step." Han Zhuoli reminded.

Lu Man raised his foot by words and landed on the steps.

"On one level, take three steps forward, and then raise it a little bit, you have to enter the door." Han Zhuoli reminded again.

His mellow voice rang in his ears from time to time, especially beautiful, and Lu Man couldn't hear enough.

Not looking at his face, just listening to his voice is exciting.

"Lift your feet." Han Zhuoli reminded him when he reached the door.

Lu Man lifted his foot by words and successfully entered the door without any stumble.

Han Zhuoli stopped, and Lu Man stopped.

Lu Man couldn't see, but she seemed to smell the aroma of roses.

Han Zhuoli finally let go of his hand, "I can open my eyes."

Lu Man still closed his eyes and felt the bright light across his eyelids.

Slowly open your eyes, the eyes are a romantic rose.

The carpet in front of me was covered with thick rose petals.

She could not estimate how many roses were used in order to spread the rose petals like a pool of rose petals.

"Walk along the petals and see." Han Zhuoli reminded.

Lu Man walked in front of the rose petals in shoes, and couldn't bear to step on it.

Lu Man took off his shoes, barefoot, and stepped on them carefully.

She has never stepped on the rose petals, and it feels wonderful to step on it.

Soft and velvety skin-friendly, I don't know how many layers are laid, stepping on it is like stepping on the clouds.

Han Zhuoli also walked along the road, seeing her being so cautious, she followed her bare feet behind her.

Rose petals paved the path of the road, and the road walked along, turned a corner, and entered the bedroom directly leading to the swimming pool.

I wonder if she read it wrong, as if the water in the infinity pool outside the bedroom is pink.

Each villa has its own infinity pool outside.

This villa was designed to give couples independent space.

Each sea villa is far apart, even if you are swimming naked, you don't have to worry about being seen.

Under the infinity pool is the turquoise, almost transparent water.

But Lu Man glanced a few more times, and indeed saw the looming pink.

When she walked to the balcony, she saw that the water in the pool was indeed translucent pink.

"This ..." Lu Man couldn't close his mouth in surprise.

The sun that was about to fall below the sea level in the distance reflected the golden reflection on the surface of the sea. The light golden light is softer and more beautiful.

The breath is full of the smell of sea water, and the road licks the water in the swimming pool a few times.

She looked up at Han Zhuoli in surprise, "How did this happen?"

If it is dyed, the hotel may not allow it, it will pollute the sea below.

"It was shipped from Helier Lake." Han Zhuoli explained.

Lu Man heard that there are romantic pink lakes, which are naturally formed, and the reason for the formation is not so romantic.