Chapter 1709 Rose Manor (15)

Her elegant and graceful eyebrows were lowered, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly.

There seemed to be some emotion flashing through his calm, dark eyes.

The assistant's voice continued, and he raised his eyes.

Qing Qian's faint gaze fell gently on the curtains adjacent to the balcony.

The silver-gray curtains hang down like the Milky Way.

Because it is used to block light, its texture is thick and soft suede fabric.

The wind blew, blowing one side of it slightly.

The faint floral fragrance in the air is even stronger.

Strange, yet familiar.

The man's eyes fell on the floor-to-ceiling curtains.

Ding Ding has not moved.

There, the clean and plain curtains were hanging down, but at some point, they bulged slightly.

It's like a naughty and cunning girl hiding there, so quiet that you can't even notice it unless you look carefully.

When the wind blows, the wind will blow up the soft curtain.

That inadvertently revealed the warm color behind it.

Magnificent and bright red.

Like a gorgeously blooming rose.

"Crack-"

Suddenly there was a sound, the sound of a pen falling.

Suddenly, it seemed particularly abrupt in the already quiet study room.

The assistant's voice stopped.

"……gentlemen?"

The man sitting in the office chair withdrew his gaze.

With a gentle and calm expression, he lowered his eyes and closed the document.

Immediately, he handed it back.

"Okay, you can go out first."

"...What? But sir, there are some upcoming itineraries that I need your review——"

The assistant took it unprepared and wanted to send some of the documents in his hand over.

"Also, there is another document that needs your signature—"

The gentle and cool man took it, opened it, and signed it.

Almost didn't even look at it.

"I still have something to do, you go out first."

The signed documents were handed back.

"..." After the assistant took the documents, he was still a little unresponsive.

After being stunned for a while, he had no choice but to say yes and bow slightly.

Just do it.

Soon, he went out with the documents.

By the way, gently close the study door.

At this time, the already deserted room became even quieter.

It was so quiet everywhere that you could even hear the sound of the wind blowing the petals outside.

Perhaps because this place is very open and spacious, the faint fragrance of flowers that was originally blown in by the wind has now become a bit lighter.

Almost unsmellable.

The man sat there, his clear and gentle eyes falling on the curtain again.

Quietly, without speaking.

Just keep watching, watching the wind blowing in from outside the balcony and lifting a corner of the curtain.

The light and gorgeous color is just a tiny bit.

It was exposed unconsciously, like the cunning fox's tail hanging outside inadvertently.

The color is bright, hidden behind the plain curtain, and the color difference is a bit abrupt.

If you look closely, you can notice it at a glance.

The man's face was warm and pale, he covered his lips and coughed.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, as if in a dream, trembling violently.

After a moment of silence, he slowly grasped the cane beside him and stood up.

Step by step, the pace is a little lame.

Looking at the blush that fell unconsciously outside, his eyes were extremely dark.

Probably sensing something, the clumsy fox tail immediately retracted.

The crystal white of the snow flashed by.

It seemed to be her hand.

He walked over slowly, his cane making a faint sound on the ground.

It's not heavy, as if it's afraid of disturbing the person hiding behind the curtain.