"Oppa, the snail is really delicious, I used to think it would taste slimy, but I didn't expect it to taste really good. Didn't we eat at this restaurant in Cheongdam-dong, so how about we go back to Korea when we go back to Korea? And ah......"

The restaurant Zheng Xiujing is talking about is the RS opened by Sun Shaoye's family, a global chain of gourmet restaurants. At the beginning, Michelin wanted to star the chain restaurant owned by Sun Shaoye's family, but his father refused.

You know, if it can be rated as three stars, then the restaurant will inevitably do better. However, who made the RS restaurant get the public's reputation, not the evaluation given by these outsiders.

The home of the global chain of gourmet restaurants RS has only two in France, one in Paris and the other in a small town leading to Château de Glory.

Like the RS branch in Seoul, this one in Paris requires reservations, and it takes at least a month and a half to reserve a seat.

But Sun Shaoye is different, who made him the young owner of this shop. Called three hours in advance, and when the two of them passed, the chef had already prepared the most local French food in advance.

Super chef, absolutely fresh ingredients, how can you not let Zheng Xiujing, a gluttonous cat, salivate downward.

"Oppa, how did you say his little lamb chops were made, and why was it so delicious?"

Sun Shaoye took his girlfriend's hand, and the two walked around the street, looking at the leisurely appearance of the French man next to them, the two of them seemed to have melted into themselves.

It is said that women always have no resistance of their own when facing shopping malls, and this diǎn is also applicable to Zheng Xiujing. However, compared with those women who rushed into luggage stores such as Hermes and Hermes and rushed to buy them frantically, Zheng Xiujing just likes to visit clothing stores and high-heeled shoe stores.

"On, try on this shirt."

Although there are very few people in France who know the two of them, this does not mean that no one knows each other, so naturally the two communicate in English when they go out.

"Hmm."

From Zheng 『(3)dǐng『(3)diǎn『(3)小『(3)Say,.2±3.o※s_(); Xiujing took the bright blue shirt in her hand, Sun Shaoye handed the chest bag to his girlfriend, and he went into the dressing room.

Zheng Xiujing picked just the right size, Sun Shaoye is also suitable to wear on his body, and for him, who is white, bright blue, a color that is extremely picky about skin quality, also looks good on his body.

"How?"

Even if she is wearing a shirt with jeans, she can't look handsome, so Zheng Xiujing diǎn diǎn head and said with a smile: "You are the most handsome." ”

"Then buy it!"

"Hmm."

The two of them were in the mall, using shopping as a food consumption activity after cooking, Zheng Xiujing was happy to pick things when she went to the store, Sun Shaoye was next to her, giving a building from time to time, and finally swiping the card to pay for things.

Of course, when they go shopping, they don't just buy them two, everyone else buys something. Until the end, there were too many things in the hands of the two of them, and they couldn't lift them anymore. Fortunately, there is a preferential policy in the mall, that is, if you buy more than 200 euros, you will help customers pack the goods for free and mail them back.

And the things in the hands of the two have already exceeded 200 euros, so they will pack and mail the things that can be packed and mailed back to South Korea, and the rest will be put in the suitcase and brought back when the time comes.

After all, clothes and shoes in Europe are very cheap, and sometimes you can buy good quality shoes or clothes for one or two euros. And when there is no discount, the price of clothes, most clothes are only three or four euros.

The clothes inside the mall are a little more expensive, like the shirt that Sun Shaoye wore on his body for the first time, and it was only more than 20 euros when he checked out.

Ninety percent of the things in their hands were missing, and the two of them suddenly felt much more relaxed. After filling in the mailing address and holding the bill, the two left the mall.

"Tired or not?"

"There is diǎn tired." Holding her boyfriend's arm, Zheng Xiujing was not shy to lie to him, "You carry me, I can't walk anymore." ”

Sun Shaoye smiled, then walked in front of her and squatted down, and said with a smile: "Come on." ”

"Hmm."

Zheng Xiujing is not heavy, she is a thin girl herself, and Sun Shaoye has no trouble carrying her.

Walking on the Champs-Élysées, there are many shops on both sides of the road, which makes her a little overwhelmed, but she has bought enough things, so she doesn't want to shop.

One was on his back, the other was lying on his back, and the two walked for more than 500 meters, and Zheng Xiujing took the initiative to ask to come down. On the one hand, she cares about her boyfriend's body, and on the other hand, the kind eyes cast by passers-by make her really shy.

Walking to the bus stop, the two sat on chairs for a while, and the bus to the way home had arrived.

Perhaps Europeans are generally tall, so the bus was not the same as in Asian countries at the beginning. A person of Sun Shaoye's height standing in the bus is just right.

There were a lot of people in the car, and in order to avoid crowding, the two kept moving towards the back of the bus.

Maybe during rush hour, there are more and more people in the car, and the whole car is crowded like a sardine can. If it weren't for Sun Shaoye giving Zheng Xiujing a small space on his chest, it is estimated that this girl would definitely be squeezed out of the tall and strong Europeans.

When the car was still two or three stops away from the apartment in the East District, Sun Shaoye and Zheng Xiujing couldn't stand this crowded environment, so they squeezed out of the car directly and prepared to walk back.

"Honey, this is a gift for you."

When Zheng Xiujing collapsed on the sofa to rest, Sun Shaoye took out a light blue square cardboard box with a white velvet bag on top of a cabinet in the living room.

"What is this?"

"Let's open it and take a look."

Sun Shaoye smiled, but did not answer his girlfriend's question.

The cardboard box was held in her hand, and there was no trademark or anything like that on it, which made Zheng Xiujing really unable to guess what was in the box in front of her.

"Oppa, what the hell is this?"

"It's SRPS......"

Sun Shaoye is a romantic person, and he always gives her some surprises from time to time, making this slightly ordinary life colorful.

Thinking of this, Zheng Xiujing's subordinates also moved quickly, put the cardboard box on their laps, and the blue velvet strap was quickly disassembled.

"Ahh......h

When she opened the box, there would be food, shoes, small jewelry, and so on in the box as she guessed.

From the box, a clown doll with a wig and exaggerated makeup popped up. Zheng Xiujing was taken aback by this thing that suddenly popped up, and hurriedly threw the box in her hand to the ground.

"Ah!!!h

"Hahahaha......" (To be continued.) )