On the night of Valentine's Day, there is another feature, there are sets everywhere.

Jing Yuanshan simply fled back to the hotel, although it was not her who was sent.

There are girls who are still picking and choosing, and they don't fit in.

Renoir stood in the doorway, speechless, and decided to change his room, or he wouldn't be able to sleep for the night.

On Saturday morning, Jing Yuanshan opened her eyes, Niu Dao was there, why didn't she change the room.

Renoir reached out and took her into his arms, this year I changed, and I don't know how to sleep next year. Therefore, some hugs should be hurried.

She looked at his face, and his beard grew.

Although the beard is sexy, she still likes this kind of clean and economical mustache.

Renoir reached out and touched her face, it was so clean, I really didn't want to be touched by another man.

Who doesn't have a little bit of a possession bath? The man also had it, but when he said that he broke up, it was different.

Renoir won't say break up, he'll always love her.

Her eyes......

Renoir patted her on the head unceremoniously, little fool, don't think about it if you don't have enough brains.

Angry, who dares to say she's stupid?

Well, Renoir can only admit that he is stupid, if he is not stupid, how can he like a little fool? He's dumber, satisfied?

Not satisfied, she was very angry. The kind that wants to eat people.

Renoir can only sacrifice herself to feed the tiger, this is stable, she is emotionally calm, it is still a world of two, there is no third.

Renoir doesn't mind the third one, just snatch the old lady back.

Parry, a group of people are still looking for Jing Yuanshan.

Renoir took her to the waves.

Spring is bright, and the sea is the most beautiful.

Jing Yuanshan climbed on it and lay lazily.

The sun is setting, and the heartbroken man is at the end of the world.

Renoir came up, and the wine set aside. The little fool lay in his arms, brought a blanket, and snoozed when he wanted.

If you want to drool, don't do it.

She just didn't admit it, although there was no big meal in the evening, it was hearty enough, and after eating, the moon came out.

Renoir hummed an unknown song.

Jing Yuanshan thought of "The Crooked Moon".

In the distant night sky, there is a crooked moon.

Underneath the crooked moon is the crooked bridge.

Next to the bridge, there is a small boat that curves.

The crooked boat is leisurely, my childhood Gillian.

Gillian rocked the boat and sang the old ballad.

The song drifted in the wind and floated to my face.

There were tears on his face, like the crooked river.

The crooked river flowed into my heart.

My heart is full of melancholy, not for the crooked moon.

Just for today's village, still singing the songs of the past.

The moon of my hometown, your crooked sorrow, pierced my chest.

Take the guqin.

Jing Yuanshan is looking for the piano score.

Renoir sat in his arms with her, watching her study it carefully, as if his mind was here.

He poured the wine in one hand and drank it slowly, thinking about something.

What's the next movie to make? The heroine can only be her, and she is not interested in filming others. I was interested in filming her.

The little fool is quite suitable, filming a movie in three years, and doing something else when he is empty, his life should be unhurried.

Like this yacht, like this sea, like this eternal starry sky, what are you in a hurry?

The moonlight shone above the heads of the two of them, and there was an eternal bath, and the wind blew gently. fate

There are yachts passing by, there are those who come out to shake, and there are those who are chasing?

Renoir's yacht, close to France, no one dares to do anything yet.

Jing Yuanshan studied quietly for a long time, and tried the piano, which was not very difficult.

Renoir drank red wine and was not afraid of her noise.

She improved quickly, a few times, and it was pretty much the same. It's not too good, just listen to it casually.

What I miss is not my hometown, but I have not left yet, and I have begun to miss it.

The one who built the temple on the high mountain is still too low, and the one sitting next to him still misses you.

In the past, I went back, and the willows followed; Now I think about it, the rain and snow are falling.

It is destined to go when the willows are still around, and I don't know when I will come.

In the middle, it is not the sea, but the hearts of people.

It's late, it's time to sleep.

Jing Yuanshan put the piano away, climbed on his back, and carried her away.

Renoir held it with his backhand, as if he had a daughter-in-law on his back, and this was following him to the ends of the earth.

I sold it on my back, and I had to bother picking it up.

Bedroom, Jing Yuanshan looked, not her bedroom?

Didn't Renoir put her down to the ends of the earth?

Jing Yuanshan was not afraid, she went back to her bedroom to clean up, put on her pajamas, and almost had a nosebleed.

This coquettish man put a heart in the middle of the bed, where did that come from?

Renoir also doesn't know, so much is used up, are people okay?

Jing Yuanshan turned around and left.

It's impossible, Renoir carries the man back, she pesters him, he throws the sleeve in the trash with one hand, it's a mess. Then stuff the troublesome little fool into the quilt, you can sleep well, don't toss.

The bed was huge, and she slept on one side.

It just so happened that he still thought she was drooling, and he slept well alone.

It's just waking up, it's not like that.

Jing Yuanshan touched, in, very good.

Messing around with what? Renoir got up and left.

She still stayed in bed until three o'clock in the morning, and came up refreshed. See a coquettish man, working out in the morning? With a hormonal atmosphere, it's time to catch up with the playboy.

Renoir looked at her dangerously, daring to think about other men at this time?

No, he's the best, go clean up, she holds the book, and reads on it.

Domestic, some almost collapsed.

Jing Yuanshan's attitude is bad enough, and a wave of darkness is a must.

It's not okay to swear directly, but all kinds of black postures make those who don't read a lot stunned and still don't understand it in the end.

"What the hell does this professor mean?"

"He has seen through the essence without seeing the paper, and it is against my country together, just like many times in the past. Jing Yuanshan actually did such a thing, it is heinous. ”

"Against what? I don't read much. ”

"Look, now they are laughing at our level, if Jing Yuanshan doesn't write, no one will know."

"So, is there anyone who can do it? If you don't accept life and death, you can't do it, just beep is not enough. ”

"He'll just beep."

"The level of lemon essence this year has not improved, but it has become delirious, the preface does not match the afterword, the logic does not make sense, and I dare to say it."

"Don't bother to reason with them, just pick them up and remember them."

"Actually, I think you can work hard if you don't have a good level. This is not the right attitude, and it is really over. ”

"Your Highness a girl can do it, a group of professors are scolding girls, it's really promising."

"This is also related to the Gu family."

"What's the matter with the family? Let's all say that we can't make an appointment, so do we have to force others? ”

"Academia really sucks. Even if there are a few good ones, you can't pick them out when they are mixed together. ”

"It's rotten from the roots. From the grandfather to the granddaughter, the granddaughter controls the resources and calls people out to scold and fight. There's no way to scold, if you don't scold, you'll be stuck in resources, and it's okay to think about scolding Your Highness. ”

"Let's scold his mother together, it's his wife and his daughter or something after scolding, it's okay anyway."