After learning the flower language of the purple Knotweed Flower, A Min liked them even more deep down.
She even couldn't help squatting down, her small delicate nose leaning close to the petals, deeply breathing in their faint floral scent.
The quiet and elegant Knotweed Flower, together with a beautiful, seductive woman, really formed a striking landscape for the eyes.
In every movement and gesture on A Min, there was a touch of feminine allure, even an exotic, bewitching charm.
She truly outshone the flowers themselves.
This scene of A Min smelling the flowers happened to be seen by Qiu Qianghai and the assistant beside him who had hurried over.
Their faces both changed dramatically.
The assistant was terrified; aside from the boss, no one had ever touched this sea of flowers.
The woman in the distance had really run right into the boss's gun muzzle today.
