Pear Blossom Love Manga の小説・ストーリー

The netizens jokingly called him a hopeless romantic, and the fans who shipped us were utterly obsessed. But one day, when he was still logged in on his WhatsApp account on the tablet, a woman sent him a message with a video. In the video, the woman was cosplaying as a bunny police officer, and her gaze was suggestive. She was sitting in a kneeling position with her legs spread apart, and both her hands were unfastening the buttons of her shirt, revealing supple skin that seemed eager to break free. "Bunny really misses Benny. I want Benny to do things to me!"

the boy murmured sleepily. Then, to Dixal’s utter astonishment, De Ocampo exclaimed, “That kid knows how to read minds!” Dixal blinked, startled, and snatched the bond paper from his hand. “Look at it,” the tycoon said with a grin. It was a sketch of a tall building shaped like overlapping petals—a flower blooming toward the sky. “You can name it Flower of Love Hotel,” the boy said softly, his arms wrapping around his father’s neck before drifting off to sleep.

Amid the teasing, Vera blushed and began counting on her fingers. "First, he has to love me deeply. Deep enough to tattoo my name over his heart. "Second, he has to be brave. I heard that on Moonwatch Cliff, there is a briar rose bush. He must pick a stalk for me. "Third—" Before she could finish, the doors of the hall were suddenly pushed open. "Mr. Wren sends his regards and presents these gifts in honor of Miss Vera’s birthday. May she be well and happy."

I was introduced into this world on the eve of my mother's death. Through the many stories of my father, I learned what I could about the woman I loved but would never know. She was called Sakura after the season of the cherry blossoms. She was a petite, delicate woman of pale skin. In her joy and happiness, she would turn the gentle pink of the flowers of the season. My father was named Homura after the blaze one would see during his anger if it ever showed.

What's happening to me? — Is it the episode 8 script? — Hmm... — I took a peek, and saw that we have a lot of scenes together! — hmmm — There's the scene with Thirasak saying he likes kisses on the ear. There's the W* scenenchai taking care of him, after a group of guys beat up Thirasak. There's Thirasak, all syrupy, wanting Wanchai to take him home, and still stealing a kiss from him... - He says in a mischievous tone and smiles.

The smoke, the fire, the lies—none of it mattered when he looked at her like that. His fingers brushed her cheek, slow and reverent. “I tried to stay away from you,” he said. “But you didn’t.” Their lips met in a crash of heat and confusion, need and fury. Her hands tangled in his hair. His mouth was urgent, devouring, worshipping. The kiss deepened, wild and consuming, like the fire roaring through the mansion. He pinned her against the wall, his hands exploring every inch of her with desperate intensity. She gasped as he kissed down her neck, her collarbone, pushing the fabric of her maid’s uniform aside like it offended him. Their breaths mingled in a haze of lust and smoke.

She yell into my face, as I whimper on the ground, my legs weak and thick black blood flowing from between my legs. Author here! Don't forget to drop a diamond or vote for my book. Thanks.

She needed some fighting spirit to compete with her! As her footsteps moved through the corridor, she quickly arrived at Chiyoko's bedroom door, which was left ajar. She overheard Nancy enthusiastically persuading her to consume various supplements. Chiyoko was arranging a bunch of champagne roses one by one into a flower vase, wearing a sweet and contented smile. Those vibrant champagne roses were Flora's favorite, symbolizing nobility and purity. Raising her shoes, Flora involuntarily walked towards that exquisite bouquet. Her appearance caught Nancy's attention, who looked at her with a hint of gloating before leaving. Chiyoko also noticed her, and her smile deepened.

He intertwined their fingers and her heartbeats turned faster. She raised her head and looked at him. He stopped walking along with her as they reached a wooden bridge. He faced her and removed a cherry blossom leave that was on her head. “Wanna say something?” His eyes squinted as he looked into her eyes. The pleasant sun rays falling from above met the green-orange pool in her eyes, making them glow even more brightly. He found the whole spring in them, and his heart skipped a beat like whenever he realised that he got a woman like an apsara in his life.

But that flower is- Just when Issei wanted to deny the ghost request Ramius cut his words Ramius - No. It's fine Ise... It's just a flower anyway. If by giving her this flower enable her to pass on, then I don't see why not we shouldn't give it to her... After all, this is a flower that makes people happy. And I'm already happy just by having you by my side. Ramius smiled at Issei lovingly and she takes the flower off from her hair... Issei at first become surprised she would give it away because he knows she likes that flower very much, but after hearing the rest of her words he also smiled and stares at Ramius lovingly in return.