Chapter 618, Buy!

Big watery eyes, black pupils without any impurities, snow-white and pink little face, delicate and flawless facial features. The small mouth pouted slightly, and it blew gently again and again.

I don't know if it's my own psychological effect, being blown by Qiu Yihan like this, Tang Chong really felt that his palms were a lot more comfortable. The hot stinging sensation disappeared and turned into bursts of coolness.

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Tang Zhong said with a smile.

"Really?" The girl's eyes widened wider and wider, and she said with a look of surprise.

"Really." Tang Zhong nodded affirmatively.

"Great. That's great. Qiu Yihan said happily. Grandma's method really worked. ”

"yes. Grandma's method is effective, and the treatment of autumn cold is even more effective. Tang Zhong said teasingly.

"It really doesn't hurt anymore?"

"It doesn't hurt."

"Then I'll blow it for you?"

"No need."

"Why?"

"Tired."

"I'm not tired."

"I'm afraid you're tired."

Qiu Yihan squinted his eyes again and smiled happily, and said, "I'm not tired at all. Hey, this silk handkerchief belongs to my aunt? ”

Qiu Jingwen stood behind them, watching the two people flirt as if no one was around. I tried to interrupt several times, but I didn't know what the psychology was, and in the end I didn't say anything.

Now when I heard Qiu Jing Yihan ask about the origin of the silk handkerchief, I had to explain and said: "Tang Chong's hand is smeared with ointment and there is no handkerchief to bandage, so I will borrow it from him." But I won't ask for anything he used, you'll have to buy me one. ”

"Good. I'll buy a dozen for my aunt. Autumn readily agreed.

"Are you alright, sir? Do you want to go to the hospital? The restaurant manager finally found an opportunity to interject and greeted him politely.

Tang Zhong didn't know French, and Qiu Yihan didn't come to France for a long time, although he also began to learn French, but his level was limited after all. Qiu Jingwen became Tang Chong's translator, she glared at the manager angrily, and said, "Look at his hand, do you think it's okay?" ”

"I'm sorry. We are very sorry for this happening. The restaurant manager bowed to Tang Chong. Do you want to go to the hospital? It's not far from the hospital, and we're willing to take all the losses. ”

After a pause, he pointed to the woman who was busy making a phone call and squeezed down the waiter serving coffee from behind, and said, "Of course, this lady is also responsible." She wants to come over and apologize to you. ”

The Frenchwoman walked over and said to Tang Chong, "Sir, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry." I got a phone call -- oh, my kid Ciri, she's sick. Her dad took her to the hospital, and I rushed to it - it was my mistake. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. ”

Qiu Jingwen translated these words to Tang Chong, who smiled at her and said, "Forget it." Pay attention to some later. The faster, the easier it is to make mistakes. Go get busy and hope your kids are okay. ”

After listening to Qiu Jingwen's translation, the woman's face was full of gratitude, and she took Tang Chong's hand and said a lot of words.

Tang Zhong didn't understand what she was saying, but he just said in Huaxia: You're welcome.

Since the middle-aged woman was let go, Tang Chong had no way to hold the restaurant responsible.

However, the restaurant manager apologized repeatedly, waived their lunch fee, and gave them some vouchers that could be used to spend.

Tang Chong's hands were injured, so naturally he couldn't cut the steak anymore.

Of course, this is the idea of autumn chill.

Not to mention this injury, even if he made a hole between his palms and cut twice, it would not affect his normal eating.

Qiu Yihan deprived Tang Chong of his request to cut the steak by himself, and after cutting it himself, he sent it into Tang Chong's mouth piece by piece.

"Chilling." Qiu Jingwen frowned and said, "You are like this--pay attention to some images." ”

"But Tang Chong's hand is injured." Qiu Yihan retorted confidently.

So, Qiu Jing heard that he had nothing to say.

She buried herself in the steak on her plate, which clattered. It's like that seven-ripe steak is Tang Zhong's shoulder blades.

After eating, Qiu Jingwen suggested that since Tang Zhong was injured, he should be allowed to go back and rest well.

Qiu Jingwen has the habit of taking a nap every afternoon, and if she doesn't rest for a while, she only feels uncomfortable all over her body.

Therefore, she wanted to send Tang Zhong away, and then she hurriedly dragged Qiu Yihan back to sleep.

Qiu Yihan disagreed, and said: "Auntie, Tang Chong rarely comes to Paris, we should accompany him for a good visit." Besides, there are several pavilions in the Louvre that I haven't visited, and I'm going to take him to Notre Dame Cathedral and the Eiffel Tower - if my aunt is sleepy, go back to sleep, right? ”

Qiu Jing thought about it and thought to himself that they wouldn't do anything during the day anyway, and Qiu Yihan should be safe. So, she said that she would sit here and rest for a while, and let Tang Chong and Qiu Yihan continue to visit the Louvre.

"Thank you, Auntie, for the silk scarf." When Tang Chong left, he thanked Qiu Jingwen.

"Hmph, don't call me aunt." Qiu Jing said angrily. Who's your aunt? I'm just an aunt in the autumn cold.

"Auntie, bye-bye. Hurry back to sleep. Otherwise, you'll have a bad temper. Qiu Yihan waved his hand at Qiu Jingwen, and then happily dragged Tang Chong's hand and ran away quickly.

Qiu Jing smiled bitterly, this little girl really turned her elbow out.

When Tang Chong and Qiu Yihan walked away, Qiu Jingwen took out his mobile phone and hesitated to dial the phone number.

After a long time, she pressed the dial-out button.

"Sister-in-law, I have something to tell you." ――

Cade Hiller Hotel. The hotel where Tang Zhong stayed in Paris.

After a day of walking around the Louvre, they did not go to the crowded tourist attraction after coming out of the Louvre, but walked around casually. Unfamiliar streets, unique cafes or small bookstores can bring them strange surprises.

Qiu Yihan held up her mobile phone and kept taking pictures, photographing herself, taking pictures of Tang Chong, asking someone to help them take a group photo or taking a selfie with her head next to her head and leaning against her face - she wanted to record as much of the good time the two had together, because after Tang Chong left, this was her wine and wine before going to bed every night.

Happy times are always short-lived, originally Qiu Yihan was going to accompany Tang Zhong more, but he received a call from his grandmother. Grandma asked her where she was, how she had been out for a day and hadn't come back.

Qiu Yihan didn't want to expose the fact that Tang Zhong had arrived in Paris, so he promised his grandmother that he would rush back to accompany her for dinner in the evening.

However, she still accompanied Tang Chong to dinner before going back.

Tang Zhong looked at her with a smile and said You eat so much now, how can you still eat when you go home at night?

Qiu Yihan said it didn't matter, I went back and said that I had a bad appetite and just drank some soup. As long as my aunt doesn't say it, my grandmother won't doubt it.

This elf-like girl has also learned to lie. For love.

Qiu Yihan went back, and Tang Chong returned to his room alone.

After taking a hot shower, uncovering the silk scarf on his hand, and preparing to change the dressing again, there was a knock at the door of the room.

"Huh?" Tang Chong was full of doubts.

Qiu Yihan left just now, Qiu Jingwen couldn't come to find him, he didn't have any friends in Paris, who was knocking on the door outside?

He put on his nightgown, walked cautiously and vigilantly to the door, and looked out through the cat's eyes.

A young man with blond hair and blue eyes, followed by a tall bodyguard.

With just one glance, Tang Zhong knew that these two people together were not his opponents.

So, he opened the door of the room with confidence, blocked the door with his body, and said, "Are you looking for the wrong person?" ”

"Good." The young man laughed. "Mr. Tang Zhong can speak English very well."

"I'll speak other important languages. For example, Huaxia language. Tang Zhong said. What does this guy mean? Is he discriminating against himself for not speaking English?

The young man shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile in English: "Don't get me wrong, Mr. Tang Chong, I don't know Huaxia, and if you don't understand French, I'm worried that we won't be able to communicate - it's really rude to come in a hurry, and not to hire a translator who is proficient in Huaxia." ”

"You know my name, I don't know who you are." Tang Zhong said. "What's the matter?"

"I'm El? Raffarin. Guge, you know? This is our family-run brand. There is a business I want to talk to Mr. Tang Chong. The young man said. I think Mr. Tang will be interested. Why don't you invite us in for a cup of tea? As I know, Huaxia's green tea is very famous. ”

Tang Zhong got out of the way and said, "Please come in." ”

The boss of Guge? What do they ask me for?

Tang Zhong was puzzled. Could it be that he knew that he had arrived in Paris and wanted to talk to himself about the endorsement of China?

It's a pity that Tang Chong's thinking is different from ordinary people.

He came to Paris quietly, and the outside world did not know about it. Nor has it been reported in any media. How did he know he was here? Found a hotel where you lived?

What exactly does he want to do?

El? Raffarin looked around after entering the house and said with a smile: "The environment is good. The Capité Hiller Hotel is one of the best hotels in Paris. Mr. Tang Zhong is a man who is very good at enjoying life. ”

"It's okay. No one will refuse something good. Tang Zhong said with a smile. Even if I was wearing a dressing gown, I didn't mean to change into formal clothes.

What if he went to his room to change clothes and they stole something from his living room? He said that Huaxia's tea is very famous, maybe he stole his tea canister.

"If that's the case, we have a good basis for cooperation." El? Raffarin said happily. He pulled a piece of paper out of his pocket and handed it over, saying, "It takes a lot of money to enjoy life. Mr. Tang Chong, you can write a number outside that will satisfy you. ”