Virtuous?

The palace night banquet sneered.

It's obviously a goblin, seductive!

Want to marry?

The man's slender fingers tapped twice on his knee.

Scold.

Taunt loudly.

*

The bus slowly came to the center of the romantic capital, and several people got off the bus.

The streets of Paris are bustling, and even if you see a group of oriental faces with cameras on them, it doesn't cause onlookers, and the occasional blonde pedestrian passing by throws a glance at this side, which is also good-natured.

Relaxed, comfortable, enthusiastic, unrestrained.

In the camera, blonde and blue-eyed couples hugging and kissing on the exotic street pass by......

"Shall we go to the Louvre first, or the Seine?" Zhang Jin took out his mobile phone, glanced at the strategy plan made by Mingge, and asked.

"I think ......" Mingge touched his stomach with a heavy face, "Let's solve the problem of food and clothing first!" ”

Tang Jing nodded and nodded, "Agreed!" ”

Jiang Xinger has no opinion.

There are many delicacies in Paris, each with its own merits compared to China.

The Hutch House of Hot Dogs is a very classic street food bar in Paris.

Business is booming in front of the snack bar, and the signature hot dog is a must-have for every customer.

Several people lined up in the back, and after discussing with the store owner, the staff of the program team specially sent a photographer to give a close-up of the chef's process of making food-

Freshly simmering milk bread from the oven, delicately sliced with a silver knife, sandwiched between honey sausages, chicken, fried onion crisps and cabbage, and topped with pale green mustard and bright red tomato sauce......

It's a feast for the eyes!

The tip of the tongue unconsciously begins to secrete saliva!

The audience shouted through the screen:

[Mom, I want to eat!] 】

[What to do, poison late at night, hungry!] 】

[It seems that you can smell the aroma and drool through the screen~]

[You eat hot dogs on the streets of Paris in the sun, I can only gnaw on the family bucket in the middle of the night in Huaguo, where I can't see my fingers, and tears run~]

[Hey, what did Ming Ge say to the chef? Does anyone know French? Come out and explain! 】

[No, I'm patriotic, next! ] 】

[No +1]

[No +10086]

[I am a French major, I have to praise Ming Ge first, her spoken French is very standard, as for what she said: ask the chef not to put onion cubes and mustard sauce in a hot dog]

[Doesn't Mingge eat onions and mustard? 】

[Okay, make a note of it, my wife doesn't eat onion mustard! ] 】

……

Who knows, Ming Ge handed the hot dog that didn't want onions and mustard sauce to Jiang Xing'er.

Jiang Xinger glanced at her vaguely complicated, took it silently, and saw that after the girl smiled, she turned her head to talk to Tang Jing.

It was as if she had just done a trivial thing.

Jiang Xinger lowered his eyes.

Looking at the food in his hand, it was a little hot and heavy.

She doesn't eat onions and finds them smelling terrible.

This is not uncommon for Ming Ge, who used to be a former teammate of the women's group group, to know this.

As for the mustard......

She is a singer, and she usually pays attention to protecting her throat in her diet, does not eat spicy and irritating food, and does not drink carbonated drinks such as cola, for fear of spoiling her timbre.

Wasabi is also a type of pungent sauce.

I didn't expect ......

Jiang Xinger couldn't tell what it was like in his heart.

Two years ago, it was so ugly and resolute that they even made up their minds not to get along.

Now what is this for?

One more,

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