Oranges Aesthetic นิยาย & เรื่องราว

But why was I thinking of something totally naughty? He moved towards the fridge and I moved away to stand by the kitchen island, catching an intoxicating whiff of his unique masculine scent. I watched his biceps flex as he opened the fridge and pulled out the carton of orange juice and closed the fridge door. He moved to pick a glass and as my eyes greedily drank in his every movement, my sex hormones reacting to the extreme sex appeal he exuded, while doing such a simple thing as filling a glass with orange juice. Every flex of his ripped muscles

Rozelyn privately murmured to herself. “Get dressed, sweetie. We’re going to pick some apples.” *** The orchard was crowded and echoing with revelry. Some are having picnics and some are taking their lovers for a toast. The center building’s façade was carved like a blooming rose. Its lofty pillars are designed in Corinthian style. The place was filled with various fruits and a myriad of flora. There are roses, tulips, orchids, apples, pears, mangoes and all kinds of berries.

A dream that I want to forever continue dreaming. A smile on my lips, as I brought out my hand to remove the hair from his face. I want to have the opportunity to see how handsome Orlan is when he's still asleep. Removing the hair that covers his face... My smile grew wider because he was more handsome than I had imagined. He has a serious expression on his face and at the same time a peaceful face. Right now, his fair Olive skin seems like that of a newborn baby. Orlan will define lips as Damn attractive, and he's currently facing me as he sleeps.

The orange hue of a sunset majestically spread across the skies. Care glanced above with a silly smile. The mood indeed contributes to one's perspective, she realized. Yesterday, she was indifferent to the beauty of nature and uninterested in little things that bring forth joys. Whereas now, she seemed an idiot for finding the swaying of trees adorable.

Instead, he stood as cold as the ice. "Give it a try, Dan. I know you are quite fond of oranges. I went to the fruit shop to buy it just for you. And let me tell you, it was very expensive." Sonia acted coquettishly and hoped that would placate him. She peeled an orange and tried to put it in his mouth. When he didn't open his mouth, she tried to force it in, completely ignoring his dark eyes. "I have checked it carefully. These oranges don't contain either dye or chemicals."

Clutching my phone, I handed it over to Olive and took a deep breath before pushing the door open. The first thing that captivated my attention was the meticulously arranged floral centerpiece adorning the silver conference table. A vibrant combination of yellow roses, white and purple orchids, and pink lilies created a visually stunning display. The fragrance of the blossoms was warm and inviting, lending an unexpected touch of elegance to the typically austere setting.

In the morning, after receiving a few orders from the studio, Hazel took Amy to the nearby supermarket to buy some fruit. Recently, she had a bad appetite, so she wanted to vomit every morning. She needed to eat more fruit to supplement nutrition. When she saw the orange which was newly sold in the market, she was somehow very greedy, and her saliva was almost flowing out. She quickly took a plastic bag to choose. "Haven't you always been afraid of being sour things, sister Yi? This orange skin is cyan, it must be very sour, don't buy it," Amy replied.

“Fuck everything, I want you right now.” He dipped his head in the crook of her neck, getting aroused by that sour fragrance of oranges rising from her hot skin. The sourness of orange and the sweetness of vanilla found in the heat of her body made her serve like a pie.

From powerful red to pleasing calm shades of green, Leanna Ortega never disappoints. She is trying her best not to look way longer at Sage than appropriate, but who is she kidding? She basks herself with Sage’s gorgeous visuals. “Some things really don’t change, huh?” That made her laugh for the first time all day, but did not bother to look away or shy away from the fact that she is gawking at this man in front of her.

Kyra felt her heart start to race at his presence and wished that she could kick herself. "Orange?" he asked when she didn't take it. Flushing a little, Kyra accepted the fruit and slowly started peeling away the rind. Immediately, a delicious smell filled the air, fresh and citrusy. Kyra took a deep breath before popping the first slice into her mouth. The orange was juicy and just the right level of sweetness.