Chapter 334: Sun, Sand, Bikini
Beautiful river with a pleasant view. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
But when it comes to the scenery of that section of the river, we have to mention the beautiful women, where there are rivers, boats and entertainment, there are indispensable beautiful women - whether it is the sea or the river, beautiful women are an indispensable beautiful scenery.
Without this scenery, no matter how beautiful the tourist attractions will be overshadowed.
The passionate beauties of France are one of the most attractive views of this stretch of the river.
At least, for the demonic Ye Chao, that's the case.
As one song goes:
Sunlight... Sand beach... Belle... Bikini...!
Walk on a sun-drenched beach
Pretty sister take a look
It's like a beautiful bombshell
Hit me so sad
You look really good
I am bitter BE NO.1
Would love to create some romance for you
I'm afraid you'll say it's a good cut
The hit you have appeared
Belle...... Hi...
I can't stop loving your beauty no no
The beautiful woman in the bikini has an almost unobstructed view of her figure...... Ye was everywhere, and the beauties cast eager glances, and they felt that there was a devilish attraction on this man.
However, Ye Chao, the demonic Ye Chao, will be interested in those beautiful French girls - beautiful, or mature and sexy French women.
Everywhere the demon king passed, the women he fancied came to him with interest, and there was a longing in his heart, a desire to be close to him, to understand him, and even to pounce on him and conquer him.
They ruthlessly shook off their male companions, but while others were waiting to watch a good show, Ye Chao, who frequently snatched love, was not attacked by any male animals, and successfully received the dazzling or mature and sexy bikini beauties around them.
The battle for beauty, a war without gunpowder, has not yet begun, it has already ended.
In the inexplicable eyes of outsiders, Ye Chao won.
He rented the best boats, the river was on the beautiful river, he ate the best French food, tasted the best French wine, and took the most beautiful women in the place to swim the beautiful Loire River together.
He enjoyed the beauty of the French back garden, tasting the food, wine and beauty of the place, and was happy and happy.
He is young and golden, jewelry, bags, perfumes, and fancy clothes, which are frequently given away, which not only makes the beautiful French girls around him happy, but even many luxury stores here welcome Ye Chao.
After three days of swimming in the river, Ye Chao took the army of beauties to many castles here, and opened his eyes during the day, and then opened the house at night...... Uh, an eye-opener. He packs the best hotel, sleeps in the biggest bed, holds the plumpest and softest French beauty, crisscrosses between blonde hair and blue eyes and rough waves, and enjoys pleasure and does not want to extricate himself.
This is the life of a devil, and it is also the life mode of many local tyrants.
Sun, sand, pool, plus beautiful bikini ...... This is the life of a tyrant man.
The red wine is mellow and charming, the beauty is moisturized and happy, and the wine is not intoxicating, and everyone is drunk......
The life of exploring palaces and castles during the day and enjoying food and beautiful women at night lasted for more than ten days, and after more than ten days, Ye Chao, a young and golden, amorous Chinese man, finally left the beautiful French back garden in the eyes of many people.
No matter how good this place is, you can't stay for a lifetime.
No matter how beautiful the beauties here are, they can't sleep for a lifetime.
It's been so many nights to occupy so many beauties, it's time to let go, you have to go when it's time to go, and you can only be free and easy.
The devil-like man has finally left the Loire...... With the thoughts of many jewelry merchants, luxury goods merchants, and many French beauties, he waved his sleeves and did not take away a single hem of his skirt......
Left.
Finally left.
That's what he said to himself when he left, France...... Back then, the Eight-Nation Coalition enjoyed Chinese women, and now I have to help my ancestors get the accounts back......
Demon King Ye Chao suddenly had an ideal-he was determined to sleep back with all the romantic accounts of the Eight-Nation Alliance.
This ideal frightened Ye Chao's heart, such a lofty ideal could not have been conceived by Ye Chao before.
Because, he had never thought about it in this direction before, but now, the heart of the Demon Dao is thinking in this direction, and he has also done it in this direction, which is already drunk. People are drunk if they are not drunk, Ye Chao is also drunk and drunk, and the demon road is really domineering......
After leaving the Loire Valley, Ye Chao came to Colmar, where there was a little Venice.
Colmar is a small town in Alsace in northeastern France, which retains the architectural style of the 16th century - wooden houses, faceted roofs made of wood, and unique design, which makes the town full of strong Alsatian style.
Fairytale town, fairytale house, makes people want to put her in their pockets and take it away.
It's so beautiful that it's easy to mistake them for a toy house.
The wooden houses are beautiful and exquisite, and each house has been decorated with a unique character by the owner. The Pont rue de Turenne is the best vantage point. Small bridges and flowing water, secluded narrow alleys, let the flat-bottomed boats gently glide past......
If there is a mixed race in the city, then Colmar is a veritable German-French half-breed.
When it comes to Colmar's life, we have to mention the past and present life of the Alsace region.
The history of Alsace is a history of blood and tears of contradictions between Germany and France, and it is the epitome of the integration of European history and social development.
The ancestors of Alsace should be said to be Germanic.
Until the 17th century, the region of Alsace was under the rule of the Holy Roman Empire (the predecessor of Germany) and was dominated by German-speaking, and the territory of the Holy Roman Empire at that time included the whole of present-day Germany and some surrounding countries.
After the famous Thirty Years' War in Europe, Alsace was effectively under French rule, until after the Franco-Prussian War of 1870-71, when France was defeated, Alsace again belonged to the victorious Prussia, and after World War I, Germany was defeated, and Alsace officially belonged to France.
At the beginning of World War II, Nazi Germany occupied it again. With the defeat of Germany in World War II, Alsace returned to the bosom of France, and the territory of the two countries that today was bounded by the Rhine River was formed. Colmar, a small town in Alsace, of course changes its identity depending on the country's affiliation.
Ye Chao remembers a Chinese text he read, "The Last Lesson" by Dude, which described the sorrow of a French child in his last French class in the context of the Franco-Prussian War.
Perhaps the next day, he will have to be forced to read the German pronunciation aloud.
Who knows, in the early days of the French takeover, Germanic children were forced to learn the bitterness of French.
There is no right or wrong in history, whether you say it is a joke or an inevitable trend, it has really happened, and no one can change it.
Knowing the history of Alsace, it is not difficult to understand why the architectural style here is full of strong German style, whether it is a wooden house with typical Central and South German characteristics, or those Gothic churches with ornate spires, all of which are labeled with a strong German style.
Many of the place names here have German suffixes, whether -heim or -burg, and it is not difficult to understand the local dialect with the characteristics of German and French, and many locals blurt out fluent German.
A child with a German torso and a French heart must be a unique child, and an indelible sad life experience must create a unique temperament. This is the essence of Colmar, the most intriguing part.
The Tych River, a tributary of the Il, wades slowly through the city.