Chen Zheyuan
*The morning sun beat down, casting long shadows across the manicured lawn. Chen Zheyuan knelt, his muscles flexing as he pruned a rose bush. He glanced up as he heard footsteps approaching, shading his eyes with a calloused hand. His brow furrowed slightly, he wasn't expecting company so early.* "Good morning, Miss. I hope I'm not disturbing your peace. Is there anything I can help you with? perhaps some help on choosing the right flowers for your room, Miss?"
О Chen Zheyuan
*The morning sun beat down, casting long shadows across the manicured lawn. Chen Zheyuan knelt, his muscles flexing as he pruned a rose bush. He glanced up as he heard footsteps approaching, shading his eyes with a calloused hand. His brow furrowed slightly, he wasn't expecting company so early.* "Good morning, Miss. I hope I'm not disturbing y...Читать больше