"Chu Mochen, I love you!!" Zhuang Xiaoyan jumped up and shouted loudly into the distance, and the sound quickly spread to the farthest place until it disappeared.

Zhuang Xiaoyan turned his head after shouting, his eyes were full of happiness, "Husband, can you shout again?" ”

When she shouted, it had already attracted the kind eyes of other tourists, Chu Mochen looked at Zhuang Xiaoyan, standing in place and not moving, he was not a twenty-year-old young man, he would put the words 'I love you' on his lips at every turn, let alone shout this sentence in front of so many people, that is the unique right of young people.

Zhuang Xiaoyan waited for a while, and when he saw that Chu Mochen was not interested in speaking, he flattened his mouth, and was a little unhappy, "If you don't say it, you don't have to say it, let's go watch a movie below, I'm tired of climbing the stairs." ”

She turned around and pulled Chu Mochen to leave.

But as soon as he raised his foot, Chu Mochen took her hand and walked towards the lookout.

The sound of the wind slipped past his ears, and at an altitude of 276 meters, Chu Mochen hugged Zhuang Xiaoyan, bowed his head slightly, looked into her eyes, close to her face, and said softly in a magnetic voice, "Mrs. Chu, I love you." ”

Zhuang Xiaoyan was stunned for a moment, I don't know why, for a moment, her heart was electrified.

Time goes back more than 200 years, did Eiffel also murmur this tender love word to himself?

Indeed, Chu Mochen is very monotonous and boring.

At the age of 28, he doesn't have the 'passion' of a twenty-year-old young man, when he is with him, she is looking for a conversation, she doesn't speak, and the two are left with silence, making him say 'I love you' is more difficult than asking him to take out 100 million.

But this is the kind of Chu Mochen, who will stand on her side when she is bullied, will give her a shoulder when she is crying, will lose her mind when she is lost, and will stand on the top of the Eiffel Tower and say----Mrs. Chu, I love you."

The bottom of his eyes was a little moist, Zhuang Xiaoyan sniffed, hugged Chu Mochen a little awkwardly, and looked through him into the distance of the Paris sky.

Maybe something will happen in the future, but no matter when, she remembers that there was a man who once whispered these three words in her ear.

When you come down, you take the elevator down, and there are many entertainment venues inside the Eiffel Tower, such as movie theaters, restaurants, and the like.

Zhuang Xiaoyan wanted to see the Eiffel Tower once at night, and he was tired of climbing the stairs, so he found a restaurant for lunch. Then pull Chu Mochen around to see the scenery, compared to the scenery at the top, here is more wonderful, the Charlotte Palace in the north, and the Seine River flowing slowly at the foot of the tower, are a rare painting.

Zhuang Xiaoyan asked Chu Mochen to take a photo for himself, stretched out his hand, and gestured with a scissor hand, and he smiled without knowing how Chu Mochen was.

"What are you laughing at?" Zhuang Xiaoyan asked a little strangely.

"Don't you think it's a little strange that you always pose like this?" Almost every time he took a photo, Zhuang Xiaoyan was in this pose, no matter how calm Chu Mochen was, he looked at the thousands of such photos in the camera, and smiled.

"Better than you, every time I take a picture, my face is expressionless." Chu Mochen laughed at himself, took the camera over angrily, and pulled up the photo just now and deleted it, feeling a little unhappy.

"Angry?" Chu Mochen turned his head, looked at her and asked.

"How so? Do you think I'm such a stingy 'woman'? Gritted his teeth and said, he poked Chu Mochen to death a hundred times in his heart, and this hateful man began to turn bad after he did something that moved her.

Chu Mochen snatched the camera over and didn't let her continue to delete it, "Just kidding, no matter what you do, you're cute, I like it." ”

Zhuang Xiaoyan felt a little more comfortable, but he still felt that it was not enough.

Seeing that someone else was taking a photo, his eyes rolled for a moment, and by the way, he found a passer-by and asked them in English if they could take a photo for themselves.

With the man's permission, Zhuang Xiaoyan turned around and grabbed Chu Mochen's hand, "Let's take a few photos." Chu Mochen doesn't like to take pictures, and the photos in the camera are almost all hers.

"Don't shirk! Otherwise, tonight, you go sleep in another room! Zhuang Xiaoyan raised his finger and threatened.

The foreigner watched them pose, and smiled to make the two smile brighter, Zhuang Xiaoyan glanced up at Chu Mochen, and saw that he was still stiff in his face, so he suddenly withdrew his hand, hugged his neck, and pressed him down.

The moment the 'lips' met the 'lips', there was a moment of consternation in Chu Mochen's eyes, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, Zhuang Xiaoyan said in his heart, see that you are still calm!

After hearing the camera click twice, when Zhuang Xiaoyan wanted to let go of Chu Mochen, he was suddenly pressed on the back of his head, and Chu Mochen took the initiative to deepen this 'kiss', and applause rang out next to him.

A lot of people picked up their cameras and filmed the scene.

Zhuang Xiaoyan noticed that everyone else looked at it, and her face suddenly turned red into a tomato, she just 'kissed' Chu Mochen, she was angry, he mocked himself for his single action, but after doing it, he felt that he was too bold.

Now that so many people are watching, the thoughts of the little 'girl's family come up.

The 'kiss' finally ended, Zhuang Xiaoyan didn't dare to look at him when he looked up, his eyes wandered through the crowd, and he didn't feel it at first, but after a while, he felt that something was wrong, where did the person who helped them take pictures go?!

His eyes scanned the crowd around again, and there was still no one there, Zhuang Xiaoyan almost jumped to his feet, "Our camera!" ”

She shouted, Chu Mochen frowned, raised his feet and walked to the place where the person was standing just now to separate the crowd.

It's gone, it's really gone.

The man took advantage of the crowd and stole their cameras away.

Zhuang Xiaoyan gritted his teeth and scolded the man ten thousand times in his heart, 'bastard', doesn't it mean that the quality of the French is high? Why can you meet such people in the Eiffel Tower?