The resort has everything you need, like a place for a honeymoon.

It was too much time to recuperate in bed, Qi Chuan insisted on taking Li Nanzi out to go out for a walk in the ice and snow, and talked about her work at every turn.

He always asks: as a "professional" travel blogger, how can you miss the beauty of a good day?

The pure and tranquil mountain is both sacred and wonderful, just as reassuring as the people around you.

As long as that person stays by his side, no matter what he does, no matter where he is, his heart is the same stable and comfortable. Someone in your heart will bring such feelings.

"It's too cold outside, let's go back!" Li Nanzi rubbed his hands and pretended to shiver.

Qi Chuan turned sideways and looked at her all over her body, and couldn't help but smile. "You're so cold?"

A long white down jacket up to the knees, woolen pants on the legs, snow boots on the feet, a woolen and fleece hat on the head, and a wide and long lotus pink scarf around the neck, how can it be cold?

Li Nanzi stretched out his stiff paws and said without changing his face: "Yes, it's so cold, my hands are frozen!"

"Isn't that some people won't let me hold hands and carry them in my own pockets?"

Qi Chuan grabbed Li Nanzi's claws and put them in his pockets one by one, and the two people who were close to him seemed to be hugging.

"Is it still cold?"

The wind blows, sweeping the eyelashes, the eyes are cold, but the heart is gradually warmed up. Fang is the cool breeze, and at the moment I always feel that it is a soft breeze on a summer night.

"If people could see—"

"If you see it, you see it!" Qi Chuan took out a hand and stroked Li Nanzi's hair, and when he touched her cheek, he saw that she was a little dodgy. "What, still shy?"

Shouldn't she be shy about this?

Of course, there is the matter of Chess Bay, and Li Nanzi should not be shy. However, now it seems to be a new love for the first time, and holding hands is touching......

Li Nanzi tilted his head, especially concerned about the scar. Now her hair and scarf are covered, but if she touches it, it will still hurt, and she is afraid that Qi Chuan will know.

"Then you have to pretend to be shy, right?"

Qi Chuan couldn't help but smile and pinched Li Nanzi's chin. "Just your skin!"

"Okay, I've seen enough, I've taken enough, and I know what to write when I go back. Let's go back!"

"However, you haven't touched the most famous project here, so it's hard to go back and make it up!"

Li Nanzi smiled lightly, did the idol still consider this level for her?

"I haven't played it, but I've seen it, and it's better than on TV! Besides, my focus is not on the amusement, but on the natural scenery, and you have to believe that I can write a good article!"

Qi Chuan nodded, and walked back with Li Nanzi in his arms. "Okay, I'll take you back to Roussillon later, and we'll all go where you need to go!

"Well, but it's time-consuming, aren't you busy?"

"No matter how busy you are, you have to atone for your sins!" Qi Chuan touched Li Nanzi's head, "Besides, we always have to leave some good memories, right? In retrospect, it would be better to be happy than sad!"

Every step of the red town is worth remembering, every bouquet of flowers in the flower field is eternal, and every drop of wine in the cup is a taste......

Such harmony has not been seen in a long time. It seems that the relationship has changed a little, and it seems that it has only deepened the feelings. Anyway, change is on the good side.

It's still France, but it's also oppressive.

The old man finally recalled his son, the busy man he called homeless.

These days, Wan Qi has wasted a lot of opportunities, ignoring the right thing and causing Wan Qi Industry to suffer huge losses, and every cent of it is related to the food foundation he has worked so hard to build.

It's not just anger, but most of all curiosity.

How so?

"Please don't come back a few times, and you won't even deal with a single thing. You can handle business while you're away, but you're cut off. Tell me what is it that makes you what you are?"

For so many years, what can make Wan Qian Yan interested is not only food, but also food. This time, he disappeared for two days and one night, which really refreshed the old man Wan Qi's cognition.

Wan Qian did not react to this, he has never cared about fame and money. What was lost, like what he had gained, had no ups and downs in his mood.

"I have my own way to make up for my losses, don't worry about you!

The old man Wan Qi snorted coldly, and when he saw that his son refused to reveal it, he threw a photo directly. If he is curious, he will definitely investigate, and the best way is naturally not to wait for his son to come back and ask.

"This woman, you care a lot?"

The photo is not a personal photo of Li Nanzi, but a capture of her and Wan Qian's station. This look was taken secretly, and Wan Qian couldn't help but be slightly angry.

With such precautions, he still didn't escape being secretly photographed? Sure enough, ginger is still old and spicy.

"You sent someone?"

"It's not about stalking you. Who dares to interfere with you? There happens to be one of my people in the place where you went, just report it to me!"

The old man Wan Qi didn't dare to send someone to supervise his son, first, he didn't dare to let the father-son relationship diminish, and second, no one dared to take on such a job with no return.

"Did you investigate her?"

"Your people, who dares to move?"

"And what do you want to ask?"

Only by following the way, it is possible to have something to talk to Wan Qi. The old man kept the rules.

"As a father, I wonder, do you like her?"

"Nope!"

"No?" Old Man Wan Qi sneered, squinting at his son.

"I don't know you, but I'm emotionally a good person. If you don't like her, you can do so much? It's amazing to say that it's a change!"

Of course, everyone knows that too much has changed.

Wan Qian has always been calm and self-disciplined, and since he met Li Nanzi, many things have broken the principles that he has adhered to for many years. The practice of ignoring the world just for the sake of beauty these days is even more self-evident.

"You don't have to worry about me!"

"I can't control you, but ......" waited for a while, removing the sensational tones. "Everything can be missed, everything can be denied, but this sweetheart should not be lost in vain. If you wait a little longer, there may be many changes in this moment, and you don't plan to see your heart clearly, others may have been working hard for a long time......"

After being dull for a while, Wan Qian glanced at his father twice, and he couldn't say anything.

Is this a point or an exhortation?

Wan Qian didn't know, but he realized his father's kindness. That may not count as love, but it has broken through the norms of these years.

"Before, I said you were going to be lonely for the rest of your life, and you said you had enough food. Now, at last, there is someone who is more important than everything, so important that you don't have to think about it to let go of everything for her, are you still not sure of your heart?"

"I didn't realize it!"

"Are you afraid of losing, do you miss it when you can't think about it, do you feel jealous when you see her intimate with other men, do you always imagine the scene with her in the future?"

The mood is uneven, and the more disturbed, the more chaotic it becomes.

"I'm just ......"

"Just what?" the old man sighed, "if she follows someone else, will you be willing?"

"I'm just interfering this time in the hope that she can be separated from the mud. I hope she's good, do you just like it?"

The old man snorted lightly, "Then what if you change to a good ordinary young man next time?"

Wan Qian was speechless, stood for a while and left.

The old man smiled, drank a cup of tea, and sighed: "Anyway, you have also met someone, and you have not come in vain in this life!"