Lavender hair blooms on her shoulders like violets. Even if it leaks on a pure white dress, the stars in the sky seem to fly into those dark eyes. It seems that as long as she wakes up, the stars in the sky will shine, and all the delicate flowers on the ground seem to melt into her cheeks and lips. It seems that as long as she smiles gently, there are blooming flowers everywhere.
A breeze blew, long black hair fluttered with the wind, and the soft moonlight gently overflowed his lavender and silver eyes, which contained a trace of sadness that was inadvertently revealed.
He has been sitting in the dark, and the transparent moonlight outside falls on his face, illusory and hazy. The expression on his face is gentle, his eyes are closed and his mouth is smiling. He seems to be asleep, and it seems that someone will open their eyes with a gentle push.
The silver hair is like a waterfall, and the lips are Gherardini. Elegance and bohemian style blend harmoniously.
The skin lined with light silver gauze skirt is whiter and softer, and the waterfall-like light purple long hair flutters with the wind, and the silver roses inserted in the sideburns add a bit of femininity.
Gorgeous curly hair, amber eyes and a red robe outline her charming figure, and when her lips are gently opened, it is even more amorous feelings.
When he narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes were full of gold and dazzling brilliance. Long blond hair poured down like a golden torrent, bright and gorgeous.
This girl, wearing a light coat of cherry color, has long black hair that almost falls to the ground like a waterfall, a pair of amber smart eyes, and her face is flushed with anger, which adds a little charm and cuteness to her.
In the sunshine, her skin is glittering and translucent and white, and her mouth is soft and red, emitting a pure and tender temperament.
His skin is as delicate and textured as jade, as delicate and smooth as marble, and his figure is more perfect than the statue in Greek mythology. His shoulders are well-proportioned, his abdominal muscles are smooth, his waist is slender but not weak, and his long blond hair is wet by water and hangs lazily on his shoulders, making the skin below looming. His lips opened slightly and became more ruddy because of the humidity. His dark golden eyes are as black as a whirlpool.
He is about seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed in a hand-made delicate blue, with fair complexion and delicate facial features, a pair of dark brown eyes shining with elusive light, and his thin lips tightly pressed into a line, showing maturity different from his age.
He fell asleep quietly, a few loose hairs hanging gently on his white and smooth forehead, beautiful eyebrows and long golden eyelashes trembling slightly with breathing, straight nose, attractive thin lips, open collar, delicate collarbone and jade skin looming.
Qing Ji, wearing a thin white underwear, stood by the blue lake. The lake is very shallow, and the green jade lake has just reached his waist. Glittering water drops slid over his waterfall-like black hair, handsome face and closed eyes, and slowly dripped along the wet and transparent open skirt of the lake, reflecting dazzling luster in the sun.
He gazed at her tenderly, and the afterglow of the sunset sprinkled a faint halo on him, making the smile rolled up on his lips softer, just like the faint breeze in March, blowing through her heart.
Qing Ji, wearing a white robe and a black hat, stood in the cloister and looked at her coldly. A handsome boy with picturesque eyes seems to be coming from the clouds without a trace of human fireworks.
I have never seen such dazzling blonde hair, just like rubbing it into the rising sun in the morning. Golden hair dancing gently, constantly changing the most beautiful luster, as if there are thousands of rays of sunlight penetrating the clouds and falling on the world. The afternoon sun was strong and warm, and a large green leaf shattered the thin light and fell on him. His eyes are actually light gold. At this time, the sunshine in the sky seems to be dissolved in his eyes, and the golden light is overflowing.
Glittering rain glided through his long silver hair, cold blue eyes, and a smile at the corners of his mouth, and finally slipped into his open black shirt along his sexy collarbone.
It was a teenager who was only eighteen or nineteen years old, with red hair fluttering in the wind. It is a transparent red, bright red, and looks like a fire from a distance. Those rare golden green eyes are shining more brightly than flames. At that moment, his whole person seemed to be burning. ...
He has short gold and copper hair and a handsome face. His light brown eyes turned darker in the sun, as if dull, and his whole body exuded an inaccessible temperament.
Such a shallow smile is like the early summer season in May, with white clouds floating in the blue sky and water lilies blooming on the blue lake, which is fresh and elegant and dazzling.
Dressed in purple, he stood on the tree and looked at her sadly. Deep purple sleeves fluttered in the wind, and a lavender fallen flower was gently rolled up by the wind. After several turns in the air, he was blown down on his black hat, face and clothes, dancing with the wind. His black eyes contain some sadness, some loneliness, some disappointment and some pain.
The pure white sleeves danced gently with the wind, and the colors between heaven and earth seemed to have faded. But the faint expression can make the flowers lose their elegance, and the elegant charm is as elegant and elegant as the moonlight in Sano.
There is a white Tang Ling sleeve inside, and the coat is decorated with purple rattan curtain and straight silk. He is wearing a folded black hat and a knife around his waist. Although his handsome face is slightly gaunt, it does not damage his elegant charm, and his appearance is pleasing to the eye and elegant.
A handsome guy who exudes a cold temperament in the night, wearing a white inaugural dress flying with the evening breeze, has no expression on his clean face covered with moonlight under a black hat, just like a thousand-petal lotus quietly blooming in front of the Buddha.
The faint silver light spilled by jathyapple shines on the glass through the thin curtains, reflecting a soft jade light. In a trance, I saw a moss waterfall pouring down to the end, lined with twelve unique clothes. Tang Ling's plum-red coat is vaguely embroidered with wisteria patterns, and the bright colors of Tang Di are revealed under the robe. Clouds of gorgeous clothes trembled slightly with her body, which was particularly pleasing. She slowly raised her head, her black eyes shining with the luster of stars, some happy and some shy. There is a faint spring on her face, as charming as cherry blossoms.
He changed into a cicada-colored straight dress and a cool blue finger. Wearing a snow-white Tang suit outside, full of light purple irises, added a little elegance to him.
Round cherry red lips, handsome nose, deep and clear eyes and greasy skin, the whole facial contour looks about 19 years old.
I saw a man at the age of 30, with hair color like ink, eyebrows like flying swords, eyes like a long star, nose like a knife, corners of his mouth slightly upturned, dressed in a purple robe, embroidered with light-colored brocade of silver silk thread and a black belt around his waist. They can't see the patterns clearly, and their feet are covered with black-faced brocade boots, showing a sense of nobility and uninhibited.
At first sight, I bumped into a pair of evil phoenix eyes, with eyebrows like flying swords straight into the sideburns and a nice nose. In the deep crowd, my lips are red and changeable, my skin is smooth and brown, and my chin is slightly upturned proudly, as if to show people the inviolable royal majesty.
He raised his head, his smile was lighter than the sea breeze, his eyes were brighter than flames, and his voice was softer than moonlight.
Moonlight-like water spilled gently from the zenith, and the faint moonlight shone coldly on his face. His eyes are far away from the unknown, and his golden green eyes are like this endless sea, with no end in sight.
Eyebrows looming, angry eyes, delicate nose, not red cherry lips. If the skin is coagulated, the cheeks are like pink clouds, and the willows without surplus hands lean gracefully against the carved wooden fence of Shuige, the beautiful appearance is vaguely illusory. ...
I saw a teenager in the middle of the lake, dressed in a white gauze robe, standing in the wind, his eyes stretched out, holding a purple pen and a jade hairpin, sometimes overlooking, sometimes bowing his head and splashing ink; The silver ribbon tied to the bun, with his posture, sometimes rises behind his ears, and sometimes hangs on his white and transparent cheeks, as if attached to the beautiful touch, swinging back and forth. ...
A red-haired boy stood proudly on the springboard like a flame, and the faint sunshine smudged a layer of bright gold on him, just like putting a shiny shirt on him. His whole body seems to be burning ... just like the embodiment of the Nordic shrine. The son of Odin-Tyr, the God of War
Black long hair, black eyes, autumn eyes and eyebrows, although not very gorgeous, have no vulgar rhyme, fresh and elegant, if a slender lotus stands out from the water. Especially her skin is much whiter than the average person.
I saw his blue eyes, which are very special blue, as blue as the sky between the continuous mountains and wooded hillsides in sunny autumn, a vast and hazy blue, a warm and distant blue. His body smells of sunshine, clean as grass, light, unobtrusive, not strong, fresh and meaningful. Just like the banana on the roadside, it has no gorgeous appearance or dazzling colors, but it inadvertently attracts others' attention. His tone is deep and soft, with a warm elegance, reassuring and gentle, polite, but not excluding the cold thousands of miles away. The blue knight stood on horseback, his whole body dyed soft lines by the rising sun.
Pale blonde hair, eyes that are indifferent to gray-blue, reminiscent of roses growing in the moonlight, aloof Leng Yan, but with a lasting appeal.
His voice is gentle and soft, like a slowly flowing stream, flowing quietly, and his eyes are gentle and firm, like the winter sunshine, warm but not dazzling.
He is wearing a pure white silk coat with exquisite embroidery and bright silver armor. His golden hair is shining, and his blue eyes are like stars, like a diamond that has been carefully carved and become dazzling. He is radiant, naturally radiant and conspicuous.
He stared at my eyes, blue is so hazy, like an endless blue sky, with no beginning and no end. Slowly, bit by bit, the smile seems to be a little cloud in the distant blue sky ... His eyes are dazzling blue, like the blue sky, distant, like the sea, deep and restrained.
The voice is obviously as cold as ice and charming as water. It's like the dew gently falling into the water in the silent night, rippling layer by layer, as if the fragrance of osmanthus on the osmanthus tree lingers around me in the moonlight. Elegant brown hair is golden in the sun, and the skin is more delicate than the screened moonlight. Demon eyes are like fine snow and plum blossoms. You can crush it with a light breath, and you can only hold your breath and stare at it. It is extremely fragile but also extremely beautiful. Slightly tilted thin lips seem to ridicule everything in the world ... a man as charming as a butterfly ... but it exudes decadent and evil atmosphere. ...
It's spring in March, and the air is slightly green and fresh. The spring wind blows the pink petals, and the faint sunshine shines behind him. Through the long flying flowers, I saw a faint smile hanging on his mouth.
Beautiful temples are towering, hairpin flowers are shining, and eyebrows are decorated with eyebrows that were popular at that time. His face is ruddy, plump and elegant. White butterfly and moon flower big sleeve gauze shirt is casually draped with a faint rolled grass silk, and a colorful silk knot is tied around the waist. Four butterflies with complex shapes are swaying slightly in the wind, and a few strands of ink-colored broken hair are brushed off her smooth forehead, reflecting red lips.
Like water, a woman's muscles are like ice and snow, her eyes are like eyes, she laughs like a stream, moves like clouds, speaks like clear water, and exudes a pure and gentle temperament.
A dashing son in a blue robe stood under the fallen petal dancing apricot tree, smiling with a fan. With a special verve, Tsinghua and verve are mutually inclusive and integrated; The whole body exudes clean and pure classical brilliance, but it is not gorgeous. His attitude is casual, but at the same time he is calm. That kind of casual natural charm, to pursue, has been like the wind over the wings, gone with the wind without a trace, leaving only the inherent leisure and elegance.
Sunlight fell through the dense shadow screen of trees, and scattered those golden dots all over their bodies, like sweet-scented osmanthus, with a warm and sweet feeling.
Apricot tree seems to be shaking with laughter, and white petals float everywhere like snow, reflecting the warmth of his deep eyes.
The moonlight leaking from the half-open straight window reflected a layer of light on his face, which was clear and indifferent, and his dark eyes sparkled with faint luster, charming and elegant, gorgeous but soft.
A graceful green-eyed Hu Ji came out from behind, wearing a white Tang suit with slightly shorter sleeves. Her eyes are charming and elegant. This is indeed a beautiful country. She smiled at everyone, stood on the small red table and nodded, staring intently, jumping, jumping, like a flower blooming in a light fog, spinning gently ... Later, she was shrouded in smoke, and even the figure could not be seen clearly. The magical dance makes people forget gender, appearance and the noisy and charming world outside the door in an instant.
I don't know when his smile has faded He stared at my black eyes quietly, as if there was a little light. The stars are floating, like a huge but unfathomable net, gently sown, endlessly ... teeth are like braids. The skin light and the wine color set each other off, and the apricot flowers outside the window withered and became a foil.
He stared at me quietly. His pale golden eyes in the silver moonlight, like this sparkling golden lake, were deep and bright, quiet and soft, slightly unknown and distant, and his faint smile seemed to be finely ground into powder and dissolved in his eyes.
He smiled slightly, the light in his ice-blue eyes seemed to shine through the glass in the silent air, and the sunshine in the lake seemed to twist on the stone surface at the bottom of the water. Because it is transparent and colorless, it is more eye-catching and purer than all colors.
A slim, handsome, pure and carefree young man appeared before our eyes.
He has long black and blue hair, clear and deep blue as the ocean, and a peerless face below. The left eye is clear and bright blue as the sky, the right eye is dreamy and ethereal and dark purple, and the well-defined lips are graceful and sensitive, that is, kind and distant.
He stood there smiling, with his long brown hair hanging over his shoulders at random, and his black eyes shining faintly, but his unparalleled brilliance could not hide his inner decadence, just like a solid and decadent cherry blossom blooming on the branches ... ancient and corrupt, but gorgeous and beautiful.
He smiled gently, in the moonlight, like a poppy in full bloom in the dark, gorgeous and enchanting, full of temptation. His eyes, like millet in full bloom in the dark night, reveal the enchanting beauty of reversing all beings.
She has long shiny black hair, a headdress made of the green feathers of the sacred Keshar bird, a long tunic skirt to outline her elegant figure, a huge jade necklace hanging on her chest, and long jade earrings hanging down to her shoulder blades.
In an instant, long brown hair poured down like a waterfall, shining with golden light in the sun. ...
Among the white roses, a silver-haired man is stroking an unopened bud. In the moonlight, his face is more beautiful, his thin lips are bent and his smile is shallow. The cool breeze is blowing gently, and the silver hair is swaying like waves. Cool colors have a thin luster, which is very confusing. Those ice-blue eyes, looking from a distance, are faint, and seem to be covered with a hazy gauze, but they also seem a little lonely.
Moonlight filled his long brown hair, sketched soft lines on him, and reflected his shadow on the ground for a long time, swaying alone with the breeze.
A man in black is gently picking the corners of his mouth and smiling slightly. At this time, a cool breeze blew at dawn, and several strands of silver hair were raised with the wind. Although it was a short moment, he showed a looming ice blue eye on his left, which was colder than the ice in the Arctic, brighter than the starlight and more blurred than the moonlight, and could almost make all living things stop breathing at the same time.
The white figure is slowly coming here. The bloody sunset dyed half the sky red, making him dizzy with a layer of golden red light, emitting fantastic beauty. Who says evil is destined to wander in the shadows? He is a charming poppy still blooming in the sun.
His eyes, so beautiful purple and silver. It seems to be born in a fire, pure and bright, radiant, and then turned into crystal in water, clear and subtle. It embodies time and cannot be destroyed. -beauty that makes people feel scared and full of temptation.
The figure appearing at the door, such as the slowly sinking sunset, is like the reflection of snow-capped mountains on the lake. That long blond hair, like the color of sunflowers shining in the sun, is like the full luster of amber precipitated by years. Huaguang is full of color and vitality, as if taking away all the light of the sun, moon and stars. Starlight is endless, covering his eyes, as if gold is flowing. At the moment when his eyes flowed, the beauty of this moment was like a magnificent magic, which turned everything around into the most mysterious and beautiful mirror image.
He has clear eyes contrary to his frivolous tone, long eyelashes cast a faint shadow under his eyelids, a thick brown hair is slightly curly, and a looming smile on his lips is like running water, slowly flowing through a mountain stream, with the warmth of the deep mountain sunshine in winter and the biting indifference of frost and snow that has not disappeared all the year round. Two completely different things appear at the same time in an instant. Under the sunshine, his whole body seems to be covered with a faint golden light, and his handsome brow is gentle and unshakable, with confidence in commanding hordes and strong self-confidence from the heart.
She is undoubtedly elegant and noble. Her curly reddish hair added a touch of charm to her. Her silky skin gives off a faint luster. Although her facial features are not amazing, they are also handsome and smart. Her eyes are as dark as a deep pool on a moonless night, clear, firm and full of wisdom, and her neatly trimmed hands are elegant and soft. Gorgeous golden headdress and shoulder ornaments add a bit of kingliness to her. She closed her eyes, just like a blooming Egyptian lotus, beautiful and absolutely beautiful. Laughing is like a looming white poppy, ethereal and dangerous.
Under the influence of moonlight, his wheat-colored skin shines like a gem, and his perfect figure like a Roman sculpture seems to be a gift from God. Glittering water drops slipped down his shoulder blades, adding a bit of sexiness to him.
Dressed in red, she has a graceful figure, charming eyes and bright temperament, and exudes a wanton beauty, like a thorn rose in the desert. Her collar is embroidered with scattered and delicate purple patterns, and the bottom of the picture is roses.
What you see is a waterfall with brown hair, like delicate and cool silk, sliding across his cheeks like running water. There is an undisguised wildness and domineering between the flying eyebrows, which is extremely firm and unwavering. Those deep eyes, stained with quiet silver gray, are like a bottomless black hole, daunting, but full of temptation, and people can't help but want to go in and find out. The tight lip angle seems to have left a fishy smell and cruelty on the battlefield.
He has a rare beige long hair, light and transparent light brown eyes with a hint of surprise, and his bright and elegant face and posture, like clouds flowing over the blue sky, crossed the fleeting time and accidentally fell into the world.
In the silver moonlight, he sat on a fierce black horse, with long eyebrows like swords, cold starlight in his eyes, brown hair flying backwards like silk, and a black cloak hunting in the whistling wind. ...
She has a pair of very pure eyes, like melted black crystal, crystal clear in the moonlight. She smiled gently, and the thick black hair satin hung down, winding down the gentle and graceful curve of her shoulders, like a river flowing in the moonlight, quiet and gentle beauty.
The woman under the bridge leans against the tree with a gentle and charming attitude, and her long black hair is like silk, which gently reflects a crystal clear and glazed color. The combination of light and shadow is lingering, and a song of heaven and earth is played with water waves. Her charming figure is as soft as a willow in March, and her hair is very black and long, but it is not silent black, but black with a little sunshine, like a flowing biotite inlaid with a little gold sand. And her face, like a water lily floating on a dignified lake at night, is fresh and bright, and her skin is moist and cool like this faint moonlight. She smiled, her bent eyes and corners of her mouth smiled shallowly, and the amorous feelings of her eyebrows and eyes were like a cool green leaf in summer, fragrant and elegant.
It was a thin and tall young man with long black hair mixed with blond hair. The corner of his eye was raised upward, showing domineering. Cherry blossom thin lips, pointed chin, delicate and manly. He is like a heroic son coming down from the picture, but his facial expression and his hair tips exude an amazing hegemonic momentum.
Twisting blue flowers in one hand. Xiumei flew obliquely into the temples, and a pair of English-English water pupils were gentle gray, like transparent. Straight nose, beautiful and dignified red lips.
. Her hair is dark green, curly like seaweed, looks fluffy and soft, and is rolled up with delicate hair bands. Her dark green eyes, as bright as the sea, have a calm and inclusive temperament, which is easy to make people feel good. At this point, her mouth smiled and looked sweet and lovely.
The girl wearing a cherry red light coat is smiling at him, and the silver moonlight sprinkled all over her. The silky black hair is also stained with a layer of silver luster, and the sparkling amber eyes are burning, which seems to cover the moonlight tonight, just like Ye Huiji who just stepped down from the moon.
A long black hair makes the skin whiter and more transparent, with a faint luster, and pink lips are as soft as cherry blossoms, especially those eyes, which are not ordinary black eyes, but shallow amber, crystal clear as a dream, and the thin peach color on the outer layer makes her look beautiful.
Zhang Junyi's extraordinary face stood under a black robe, and her white face was infinitely bright against the light willow-colored straight clothes. The slightly provoked knife-shaped eyebrows show a somewhat lazy and unruly style, and a few strands of black hair leak from under the hat, fluttering in the wind, stroking the cheeks and flowing. His eyes are deep but clear, and the warmth flows gently in his eyes. The person staring at the eyes seems to be suddenly in a warm spring-like hot spring in the snowy winter, and that little warmth slowly overflows from the bone marrow, making people sleepy. Pale pink cherry petals float across his cheeks and his slightly open skirt, adding a bit of maturity and uninhibited, and the peerless charm is better than the first meeting. Dark eyes are also more charming, so warm that it seems to drown people.
The young woman in white Tang Ling's unlined upper garment leans lazily on the edge of the cloister. A long black hair dances with the wind, and the hair is intertwined with the wind. Under the roaring sleeve, a wrist whiter than orange blossom looms. The faint moonlight enveloped her whole body, and the silver halo outlined a pure and sparkling beauty in the moonlight.
Under the black hat, strands of black hair brushed his eyes, as warm as spring breeze, and golden soup, a black flower in the moonlight, loomed out in the slightly open skirt. Instead of being frivolous, it added a bit of noble and lazy temperament to him. He raised his mouth with a faint smile, which made the chrysanthemum inserted in the curtain lose its elegance.
A masked man stood on horseback, dressed in black casual clothes and holding a long knife. In the moonlight, he only saw his long black hair fluttering in the wind, drawing countless perfect arcs in the air, shining with dazzling light silver luster, and tall as a willow tree in spring. Seen from a distance, it blooms like a shining star in the deep darkness.
He is about twenty-five years old, wearing a white inauguration dress and a black hat. His eyes are clear, elegant and indifferent, especially his black and white eyes are like crystals soaked in a clear spring, without any secular vulgarity, and the whole person is as light as coming down from ink painting.
The red leaves in late autumn are scattered with the wind and scattered all over the court. The ground has gathered a layer of falling red leaves, as gorgeous as newly woven night brocade. Red leaves fly all over the sky, and the man in purple stands with a knife. The coldness in his eyes, like the first snow in winter in yoshinoyama, stands proudly, like the cold plum growing in the water, but I can't reach it, only a faint fragrance attacks people. There is a smile on the face of the boy in black, and the elegant smile flowing from the corners of his mouth is as beautiful as the red leaves in the thin rain in the morning. His black costume fluttered with the wind, as elegant and elegant as Sagano's moonlight, and only the blade in his hand shone with cold.
In the moonlight, his eyes are particularly bright, and the gorgeous moonlight shines on his handsome cheeks, which is more beautiful. His eyes sparkled with faint luster, and his smile hung on the corners of his mouth, like cherry blossoms in late spring, tempting every sensitive nerve of her.
Today, he is wearing a formal black straight dress and Dai Li Eboshi. His face is full of elegance, his eyes are gentle, like spring water and moonlight, like a charming prince.
He is as tall as a Viking, but he has different chestnut hair and blue eyes. It is a very special green, like the most dazzling jewel in the crown, like the most charming moment of Lake Villar after the rain, or perhaps like the newly brewed plum wine. Blue is hazy and slightly drunk, and his beautiful green eyes reflect the color of moonlight like a lake.
Purple clothes wrapped her petite body, which made her skin look particularly white and delicate. Her black eyes are like Russian black crystals, emitting attractive luster, and her thick hair is like the feathers of a black swan, shining in the moonlight.
In the moonlight, his blond hair seems to have a silver halo, half of his face is covered under his long hair, and only a faint smile is floating on his thin lips. His eyes are burning and shining, as if bathed in the sparkling sea in the moonlight, reflecting charming brilliance with the change of moonlight, which is simply amazing.
He is young, tall, with long legs and curly blond hair, all of which exude elegance. His rare silver-gray pupil shines with cold luster, like the aurora in the northern European winter night sky, which blooms slightly in the dark night, revealing the dreamy beauty of evil spirits. The smile on his mouth slowly spread out, like a faint night rose blooming in the moonlight, like a dream.
Eyelashes as dark as night quivered gently with her breath. On her almost transparent face, petal-like soft lips are stubbornly sipping, and the corners of her mouth are slightly raised, revealing a smile, which seems to be a good dream. A short black hair added a bit of heroism to her.
Soft and smooth long blond hair hangs lazily on ivory linen casual clothes, shining with sunshine. A few strands of chest exposed from his skirt slipped by, and his skin showed a healthy wheat color, revealing the beauty of men. With the constant change of the sun, the color of his eyes seems to be close to the sea at noon, blue through blue, but no matter how the color changes, his eyes are like the real sea, which is bottomless forever.
His long blond hair glowed softly in the faint moonlight, and his deep eyes were like the sea before dawn, covered with a deep, deep blue.
His long blond hair falls like a waterfall on the white felt, and strands of blonde hair outline sexy traces on his equally pure white clothes. The open skirt and the wheat-colored chest inlaid with silver chains of jet and turquoise add a bit of wild beauty to him.
His eyes are as gentle as the lake in spring, and his smile keeps pouring out attractive green, reflecting beautiful luster.
She sat at the window of the castle, outside which were green lakes, spring fields and blue sky. Sunlight shines through the window, vaguely outlining her gentle lines, just like an elegant oil painting.
Silver hair spread out quietly, under slender eyebrows. A pair of beautiful eyes are gently closed, long eyelashes are slightly tilted, the angle is perfect, the skin is fair, the nose is straight, and the thin lips are tight.
This smile, like the spring breeze blowing across the frozen lake, the thin ice water, the awaken of spring, makes the always cold silver eyes bring a little warmth, shining some breathtaking light, and the tight handsome face softens a lot, and the whole person suddenly exudes a charm that makes people unable to divert their attention.
Short blonde hair is brighter than the sun under the gorgeous crystal lamp, and there is a trace of warmth in blue eyes, just like spring breeze, clear and gentle. The tall figure is more tall and handsome against the retro medieval aristocratic costumes. The pursed corners of the mouth are gently raised, and the faint smile slowly spreads like ripples on the water surface. The dewdrops rolling on the bamboo leaves in the morning are clean and elegant.
He sat under the old tree, wearing a white shirt, and a strand of hair floated on his chest with the cool wind. His knife-shaped eyebrows are like ink but not abrupt, his nose is exquisite but not feminine, his thin lips and red lips are not enchanting, his skin is fair but he doesn't wear makeup, his black eyes are like stars, and he is beautiful and profound.
He took a step forward, waving his clothes without wind, and his soft blond hair swayed with the pace. When he entered the silver light range, every hair shone like brilliance. The perfect outline of the side face is lined with smooth and fair skin, and the luminous seems to be able to penetrate through almost transparent blue eyes, showing a faint glass color. Just like an angel who came quietly in the silent night, she put on the holy silver light in front of the big colored glass.