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Smith is meticulously dressed, and it can be seen that he has excessively strict requirements for physical beauty.

Every item in the house is exquisite and beautiful, but the effect when put together is unsatisfactory. It is just a gorgeous pile without soul.

After expressing his theory of survival of the fittest, he looked at Liu Jiaqi's expression of approval. He elegantly picked up the coffee cup and took a sip, his smile showing a faint sense of pride.

"Isn't it too narrow to define excellence only by appearance?" I retorted disapprovingly.

"As the saying goes, good-looking skins are all alike, but interesting souls are unique."

"This is just a way for those with low self-esteem to comfort themselves." Smith smiled contemptuously.

"In this world, unfair treatment abounds because your appearance is not good enough. Do you need me to give you examples one by one?"

"Oh, no, isn't Miss Jiaqi the best example?" Smith glanced at Liu Jiaqi.

"You work hard, but no one sees you. You like someone so much, and you muster the courage to confess, but you are laughed at."

"All the prejudice fell on her because of her appearance."

"That's not fair."

"She deserves everything better."

Liu Jiaqi lowered her head, covering her face with her hair, and clasped the bracelet on her left wrist with her fingers.

The roses on the bracelet bloom freely, showing confidence and charm.

That was what she had always longed for deep down.

I have to admit that this Smith does have his own way of speaking.

Taking advantage of women's natural desire for beauty and blaming all their frustrations on their appearance, it's hard not to think about it.

"You do make sense." I pretended to be convinced by him, "But I am a man after all. Can a change in appearance really bring me such great benefits?"

"Sir, don't worry. I'll let you experience what it means to have a beautiful skin for one night first." Smith smiled with satisfaction and stood up from the sofa.

Bowing slightly, he turned around and walked to the window, opened it, and picked a budding rose bud from outside.

The fresh and tender flower buds are bright red, with crystal dew on them, and exude a faint fragrance.

call--

Smith blew into the bud, and a surprising scene appeared.

The buds slowly opened, and the tender petals stretched out, blooming into the most beautiful posture.

"Sir, pin this flower to your chest, and you will experience an extremely wonderful night in your life." Smith pinned the slender stem of the flower with a golden clip and handed it to me.

There are slight thorns on the flower stems, which are bright green and do not look prickly.

"What wonderful experience can a flower bring me?" I took the blooming rose, held it in my hand and looked at it again and again.

"Soon, you will know."

Smith smiled mysteriously, stood up and made an inviting gesture to me and Liu Jiaqi in the direction of the stairs.

"I have prepared a comfortable guest room. You two, please go to the second floor to rest."

"At 4 o'clock in the morning, I will be waiting for your answers in the living room."

The lights in the living room dimmed and the lights on the spiral staircase came on.

"Li Yunfeng, yes, how about we think about it again?" Liu Jiaqi looked at me hesitantly and whispered.

"Okay, don't worry, we'll meet at 4 o'clock." I nodded slightly.

"Okay." Liu Jiaqi breathed a sigh of relief.

We followed Smith upstairs.

There are four rooms on the second floor. Liu Jiaqi is in the first room and I am in the fourth room, which are the farthest apart.

"Good night, you two! I look forward to your good news."

"Also, let me remind you: Don't go out before 4 o'clock, otherwise, no matter what happens, I will not be responsible."

Smith walked towards the third floor with a smile, and his figure quickly disappeared into the darkness.

There was no light on the third floor, and it was so dark that I couldn't see my fingers.

"Li Yunfeng, I'm a little tired. I'm going to bed first. I'll see you back in the living room." Liu Jiaqi greeted me, opened the door and walked in.

I glanced at the delicate roses in my hand, smiled, and pushed the door into my room.

The moment the door opened, the lights came on.

The originally empty room instantly transformed into the minimalist style I like.

The room is fully furnished and looks high-end and comfortable.

Does this room change according to people's preferences?

I raised my eyebrows, put the roses on the coffee table, walked to the window, and took a look outside.

The lights of the city in the distance are still there, but they look hazy like another world.

It was pitch dark nearby, and when the lights in the room were cast out, one could see rose buds swaying in the wind in the courtyard.

Not only are there roses in the courtyard, but even the walls of the western-style building are covered with flower vines, surrounding the entire window.

You can reach out and touch the flowers.

"Haha, that's interesting."

I sat on the soft sofa, picked up the blooming red rose, and pinned it on my clothes.

"I want to see what a wonderful method it is."

The lights dimmed.

The rich fragrance of roses penetrated the nostrils.

I lay half on the sofa and slowly closed my eyes.

The evening breeze blew, the white curtains fluttered gently, and the room was quiet and peaceful.

It was so comfortable that I fell asleep quickly.

Half asleep and half awake, it seemed like a pair of gentle little hands were placed on my chest, stroking it gently.

The corners of my mouth turned up unconsciously, and I slowly opened my eyes.

Under the dim light, there was a familiar and beautiful face. Seeing me wake up, the fair and tender face suddenly became shy.

"Why are you?" I asked instinctively, feeling dizzy.

"Because you were thinking of me, so I appeared." The woman lay on my body, her red lips moved slightly, and breathed hot breath into my ear.

"Really?" I was stunned.

"The eyes can deceive, but they can't be deceived here." The woman's cool green fingers slid from my eyes to my chest.

Finally, a little harder.

Her fingers looked very delicate, but there was a tingling feeling when they slid over the skin.

"That's not necessarily the case. The people and things that people think about will change according to changes in the environment." I said lightly.

"Then who are you thinking of now?"

"you guess."

"You can guess it, why don't you just show me." The woman smiled seductively, unbuttoned my shirt with her fingertips, and stretched her hand inside.

"I'm not in a hurry, why are you in a hurry?" I grabbed her hand, moved her away, and straightened up from the sofa.

"Why don't we play a game first."

"How bad you are, so you have such a hobby." The woman smiled meaningfully. This charming and unrestrained smile did not match her face.

"Say, how do you want to play?"

I laughed, my face full of excitement.

"Close your eyes and you'll know right away"

"ah?"

The woman closed her eyes shyly.

I pulled off the tablecloth, tied her up and threw her on the bed before she could react.