"No, it's just, just ask." Zhou Yang didn't dare to say his true purpose, and muttered in a low voice, "If you don't like it, then, let's just change places when the time comes." ”

"Mr. Zhou, what are you talking about?" Le Yan didn't hear clearly, so he leaned over, "I didn't hear it clearly just now." ”

"Nothing, not a big deal." Zhou Yang smiled and asked her to hold his arm, "You are not familiar with the people here, you must follow well, otherwise, you will be in trouble if you lose it." ”

"How could you lose it? I'm right next to you. Le Yan held his arm tightly, "Mr. Zhou, to be honest, before, when I wasn't with you, I felt that those couples, on a hot day, kept holding their arms, isn't it too hot?" Later, when we were together, I, I found out, it was really not very hot, I was used to it, and if I didn't hold your arm, I wouldn't be used to it. ”

Of course, later, there was no Zhou Yang by her side, and over time, she got used to it.

That's it, people, always getting used to this, getting used to that.

You can get used to having a person, or you can get used to it, without him.

It's just to see if you're having a good time.

"Lele, so am I." Zhou Yang kissed her forehead.

"You, Mr. Zhou, this, this is still on the street." Le Yan was embarrassed and wanted to push him away.

However, soon, Zhou Yang let her go, "It's okay." ”

"It's not an example, this, this can be done at home, but outside, we still have to pay attention." Le Yan persuaded bitterly.

"Yes, my Mrs. Zhou." Zhou Yang was in a good mood.

In this foreign land, there is only him and her.

It doesn't get much better than that.

He doesn't want much, he just wants a her, a woman who is all his in his heart.

"That's pretty much it." Le Yan blushed, but also smiled.

They went into a shop, and the store was full of fairy French bellflower skirts.

Le Yan picked out a beige one, and then, gave the bag to Zhou Yang, and went in to try it on.

This woman, after wearing a beautiful dress, will be in a much better mood.

No, Le Yan turned around and asked Zhou Yang, "Mr. Zhou, is it good-looking?" ”

"Looks good, suits you perfectly." Zhou Yang's eyes have been on Le Yan.

His Mrs. Zhou naturally looks good in everything.

Actually, I don't know why, in Zhou Yang's eyes, he really only saw Le Yan.

No matter how good-looking others are, it has nothing to do with him.

"Hehehehe, then Mr. Zhou, do you want to buy it and give it to Mrs. Zhou?" Le Yan walked next to him, took his arm, and tilted his head, "Mrs. Zhou likes it." ”

"That's right." Zhou Yang touched her head, "Mrs. Zhou likes it, then you have to buy it, why don't you buy it?" ”

"Well, that's good." Le Yan was very satisfied with this, "Then, Mrs. Zhou will go change her clothes first, and Mr. Zhou will wait here for a while." ”

Since Zhou Yang called her Mrs. Zhou just now, Le Yan suddenly found that she was very satisfied with this title.

Does she count as having his last name?

Forget it.

In the future, she will be the real Mrs. Zhou. They have already held a wedding, and everyone knows that she is Zhou Yang's wife.