The Long-awaited Mr Han

But in the next moment, she smelled his familiar scent as she felt him hug her from behind.

Warm palms covered her face, preventing her from sneaking a peek.

A familiar bass drifted into her ears. "Don't be afraid, I'm just behind you."

Lu Man grabbed the hands covering her face, and Han Zhuoli chuckled. "That's to prevent you from peeking. Trust me. Let's go."

As long as Han Zhuoli was with her, she had nothing to worry about. She walked forward boldly, not once hesitating even though she could not see.

"Lift your foot higher, there's a step," Han Zhuoli cautioned.

Lu Man did as told, and her feet landed right on the step.

"There's another step. Take another three steps forward and lift your feet higher this time. We're about to enter the room," Han Zhuoli warned her once more.

His gentle voice was especially pleasant to her ears, and every time he spoke, she could not get enough of it.

Just listening to his voice without seeing his face was enough to move her.

"Lift your feet," Han Zhuoli reminded her when they reached the room's entrance.

Lu Man did as she was told and successfully entered the room without stumbling.

When Han Zhuoli stopped, so did she.

Though Lu Man might not be able to see, she caught a whiff of roses.

Han Zhuoli finally removed his hands. "Open your eyes."

Lu Man had her eyes still closed, and she was detecting a strong source of light through her eyelids.

A romantic red scene entered her view as she slowly opened her eyes.

A thick layer of rose petals covered the carpet in front of her.

She could not even begin to estimate how many roses were used to make the room appear like a pool of rose petals.

"Follow the petals," Han Zhuoli prompted her.

Lu Man walked to the petals, reluctant to step on them with her shoes on.

After taking off her shoes, she carefully stepped on the petals with her bare feet.

She had never stepped on rose petals before, and the feeling was incredible.

Soft, like silk on skin. There were so many layers that stepping on the petals was just like stepping on clouds.

Han Zhuoli followed Lu Man's steps, and seeing how careful she was being, he also took off his shoes and walked barefooted behind her.

The rose petals covered the pathway that Lu Man was following. A bend led her to a bedroom, which was connected to the swimming pool directly.

She did not know if it was an illusion, but it seemed that the infinity pool outside the bedroom was also filled with pink.

Every villa had its own infinity pool.

This was because the villa was designed with the aim of giving couples privacy.

Every villa on the sea had a huge distance separating it from the others, such that one need not fear being seen even when going skinny dipping.

Below the infinity pool was a beautiful turquoise, the sea so clear it was nearly transparent.

Yet Lu Man did spot indistinct shades of pink after looking more closely.

Walking out to the balcony, she saw that there was indeed a half-transparent pink object in the pool.

"This is…" Lu Man gasped, mouth agape in wonder.

Faraway, the sea reflected the setting sun in shades of gold. The afterglow threw the sea into sparkles, as if a layer of gold was scattered on it. A faint glow even surrounded the pink object in the pool in front of her, making it seem more ethereal.

The scent of the sea accompanied every breath as Lu Man played with the water in the pool.

She looked up at Han Zhuoli in surprise. "How did you manage to do this?"

The hotel would not have allowed dyeing as it would pollute the sea below.

"It was imported from Lake Hillier," Han Zhuoli explained.

Lu Man had heard of it. It was a lake of a romantic pink color that had formed naturally, though the way it formed was not that romantic.