Las Vegas is a city that never sleeps in the desert for its sparkling nights.

At this moment, they were strolling around the French-style Bellagio and Long Jueye looked at the lively Luo Hanchen with a doting face, his heart was as soft as water, and his resolute and tough face lines became soft, as long as he saw her bright smile, he felt that the whole world was bright.

Bellagio Hotel is very popular with Chinese, this hotel has long attracted dignitaries and dignitaries from Guangdong, Taiwan and Hong Kong, former Kuomintang soldiers, etc., and later, the hotel was simply designed according to the love of the Chinese: there are artificial lakes and fountains on the outside, and flower exhibitions on the inside.

"Look! I thought it was true! "When Han Chen saw the huge lotus blooming, he thought it was a real flower, it was so beautiful, but when he looked closely, it turned out to be made of crystal.

Her smile bloomed like a white gardenia.

Long Jue Ye smiled faintly and explained: "The flower-themed exhibition here changes every quarter, and it is said to cost 2 million US dollars. ”

"Wow, that's so expensive?!" Luo Hanchen pursed her lips, although she was from a wealthy family, she had never traveled anywhere, and today she was like a rural girl visiting the city.

As everyone knows, the man beside her is worth 10,000 times more than the cost of changing the theme.

"Does it feel crowded?" Long Jue thoughtfully stepped forward and hugged her.

It is known as a paradise for Chinese, but foreigners are not willing to live lonely at all, and the crowd of visitors is shoulder to shoulder, which shows that the business is very good.

"No, it won't." Luo Hanchen raised his head and smiled slightly, his eyebrows and eyes were crooked, as warm as spring flowers.

"Let's go see the artificial lake." Long Jue was reluctant to be squeezed by Han Chen at night, and the crowd of visitors was like squeezing a sponge, if any foreigner took the opportunity to rub oil, he would definitely chop his hand.

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Luo Hanchen was led by Long Jue Ye to the door, with an ignorant look and no defense.

Outside, there is a man-made lake, and this bend of water is simply too luxurious for a desert city where dripping water is as expensive as oil.

The majestic musical fountain show of the artificial lake takes place every 30 minutes, so visitors are constantly watching day and night.

Also known as the water ballet, the water column dances to the music.

Not only does the water jet change its shape with the rhythm, but it also bobbs its head and tail in the air. Sometimes high and low, sometimes romantic and soothing, and sometimes passionate and soaring into the sky.

"Is it pretty?"

"Wow! It's so beautiful! Han Chen's eyes widened as he looked at such a luxurious and beautiful artificial lake, and pink bubbles instantly bubbled.

"Do you like it?" Long Jueye stepped forward gently, his big hand tightly wrapped around Luo Hanchen's slender waist, lowered his head, and the tip of his tall nose slightly touched her slender and white neck like a swan, and bursts of natural feminine body fragrance lingered in his nose.

"Thank you." Han Chen turned around, her innocent goose egg face was full of gratitude, if it weren't for him, I'm afraid she would just be an ant in Haicheng, let alone be able to see such a spectacular musical fountain.

Long Jue's distinct middle finger touched her cherry lips, the hard face line softened, and the sharp eagle eyes slanted with a wave of warmth, "Between us, there is no word of thanks." ”

"Hee-hee, you're so nice!" Han Chen was so happy that he ignored the occasion, wrapped his arms around Long Jueye's neck, and then pulled it down slightly, leaving a kiss on his face with a 'pop', and then looked at him with a grin.

The soft lips were attached to the cold and hard face, and the soft touch made the inherent coldness in his heart melt a lot.

"Look over there." Ryujue pointed to the molded Eiffel Tower on the opposite side of Fountain Lake.

"I've never been to Paris, and I believe the real Eiffel Tower in Paris is bigger and more beautiful." Some of her classmates have been to Paris before, and some of them have deliberately arranged to stay in a hotel with a panoramic view of the Eiffel Tower, and they wear bathrobes and take photos with the panoramic view of the Eiffel Tower.

Long Jue Ye didn't say anything, his pupils shrank, his eyes darkened, and he remembered what she said unintentionally.

Han Chen quickly put aside that envious thought, she just wanted to enjoy such a perfect picture with the person she loved now.

Her gaze fell back on the fountain show.

The graceful curve of the water and the huge cannon water column that reaches into the sky are controlled by more than 1,000 water spouts on the artificial lake. The water spray of the fountain can reach a height of up to 140 meters, which is extremely spectacular.

"Han Chen, I'll take you to another place." Long Jue took the reluctant Han Chen and left.

"Where to go?" Han Chen's clean and fair little face was reflected in the dazzling light, like a shelled egg, which made people can't help but take a bite.

Long Jue Ye lowered his head and kissed Han Chen's little face, and then walked forward mysteriously.

Finally, he took her to the Venice Hotel.

The Venice Hotel is arguably a miracle in the history of hotel architecture, in this desert city, the canal can actually flow through the hotel, and it seems that money can stimulate people's ingenuity and creativity to the greatest extent, and miracles are created every day.

Wandering around the hotel makes you feel like you are in Venice, with gondoliers singing Italian arias, riverside coffee houses, famous shops and galleries.

Tourists are bustling.

The sky is man-made, the huge paintings on the ceiling dome, and the night is already colorful outside, and it seems that the sun is shining here.

"Is that what the real Venice is all about?" Luo Hanchen raised her little face and looked at Long Jueye expectantly, she enjoyed the brightness at the moment.

"Do you want to go?" Long Jue Ye looked at her tenderly, and a low, mellow chuckle seemed to overflow from the depths of her throat, bewitching her heart.

"But I can't go." Han Chen bowed her head slightly, she didn't want to say the fact that she had no money, she originally felt that she was not worthy of him, even if he was poor, at least he was a senior employee of Dixiang Entertainment Group, as for why she thought it was high-class, because his welfare was too good, look, she could still play with her when she came to Las Vegas, and she was free enough.

"Hmm." Long Jue Ye didn't let go of a trace of unconfident loss that flashed in her eyes.

He didn't continue the conversation, he took her by the hand and walked out of the Venice Hotel.

Not far away, there is also a hotel called 'Dream Hotel', which has a regular light show, modeled after the scene of a "volcanic eruption".

The sky-high firelight of the light show, coupled with the rumbling sound effect, is really a bit shocking.

"Do you like it?" Long Jue Ye asked lightly, his thin lips hooked up a doting smile.

"Wow, that's spectacular!" Han Chen really admires the person who created this scene, it is so lifelike that it makes people feel as if they are really next to a volcano.

Suddenly, Long Jueye, who had always been keen, saw a mysterious shadow reflected from the glass door.

His pupils shrank, and he subconsciously grabbed Han Chen's hand and clenched it slightly.

"What's wrong?" Han Chen glanced at him suspiciously, and then returned his gaze to the performance of "Volcanic Eruption".