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Coming out of the hotel, Fu Shiyu took Tang Sheehan to CloverGrill to eat her favorite meat, Australian black steak.

In the afternoon, they went to Shakespeare & Company to experience the century-old literature and romance of Paris; They go to see the romantic love wall on Montmartre, bump into a café from the "Angel Emily" movie on the street corner, sip a cup of coffee, and imagine the literary and artistic scene created here by artists a hundred years ago.

At night, they take a bus through the Louvre at night to see the glass pyramid shining dreamily and mesmerizing at night.

Tang Xien really loved the city, she said that she didn't want to leave, Fu Shiyu followed her, and stayed in Paris for a day tomorrow.

Returning from the Louvre, they went to Harry's New York Bar, the first bar in Paris.

Tang Xien was only willing to drink a little beer at first, for fear that he would be too drunk and would not be able to take a shower at night, which would delay his business. But while drinking, she finally drank various cocktails of different degrees, and she was already drunk because she was not strong enough to drink.

In the swirling world, the bustling bar suddenly turned into a silent hotel room, and the next moment, they were standing on the balcony where they could hug the tower.

The Eiffel Tower in the distance is bright, bright and breathtaking. Tang Xien watched and smiled, stretched out his arms, padd his feet, hugged Fu Shiyu's neck, raised his crimson face, and looked at him with misty eyes.

His bright amber pupils reflected her flushed cheeks. His eyes were covered with a layer of heavy desire, bottomless, and he wanted to eat his lower abdomen.

The warm, large hand that covered her back slowly moved down, and the man lowered his head and kissed her...... Sweet Everyday ......

They drank each other, although they were only slightly drunk, but they were just right, in such a beautiful night, in the romantic night of Paris, looking at the Eiffel Tower, there was a special interest.

After tossing all night, at noon the next day, Tang Xien woke up in a daze, the position next to him was empty, and his hand poked into the quilt, and there was still residual warmth.

"Where are you......" she buzzed under the covers.

Xu is room is soundproofing is too good, she didn't respond for a long time, she casually rolled up the thin quilt on her body, sat up, closed her eyes and put on slippers, and as soon as she got out of bed, Fu Shiyu walked into the room.

He wore a white bath towel around his waist, his hair was black and wet, and he walked to the makeup mirror to wipe his hair, and looked at Tang Xien from the mirror while wiping: "Do you want to take a bath?" ”

Tang Xien stared at the scar on his back about three centimeters in a daze, he asked, suddenly came back to his senses, patted his drowsy head, and muttered: "No wonder it is so uncomfortable to sleep, it turns out that I didn't take a shower last night......"

She jumped out of bed, picked up the clothes she took off last night from the bedside stool and put them on casually, took clean pajamas in the suitcase, and was about to take a bath, when she passed by Fu Shiyu's side, her feet suddenly stopped moving.

He looked at her in the mirror: "What's wrong?" ”

Her hand stroked the wound on his back, rubbed her fingertips gently and gently, and asked softly, "Does the wound still hurt?" ”

He smiled and looked at her narrowly: "Don't you know how I behaved last night?" ”

Thinking of his wanton last night, as well as the indifferent chuckle in front of him, Tang Xien's sadness that slowly climbed into her heart was instantly wiped out, and she patted him on the shoulder angrily and helplessly: "Although it is said that it will take a hundred days to hurt your muscles and bones, but you are injured in key parts, and you have not taken good care of it, and you will fall into the root of the disease, but it will affect the second half of your life." Well, start paying attention from today, you can't mess around like this anymore. ”

Sensing that she seemed to be hinting that he should ban certain sports, Fu Shiyu didn't want to respond, and responding was tantamount to agreeing, at this time, he should pretend to be deaf.

He wiped his hair in the mirror, admiring his handsome face.

Fortunately, Tang Xien didn't ask, took his clothes, and quickly went into the bathroom.

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Today is their last day in Paris.

After lunch, they held hands and went to every bridge in this romantic city - the New Bridge, the Love Bridge, and the Alexander III Bridge. Walking on the stone-paved bridge deck, you can feel the unique feeling of the combination of romance and history; In the evening, they go to the Paris Opera to experience the world's top opera art and savor the city's rich artistic heritage.

For a person like Don who lives in a modern metropolis, a quaint and mysterious city like Paris with a sense of history is so appealing to her, if she can, she even dreams of settling in such a city and meeting the people she loves.

"In these four short days, I feel like I've traveled to post-Renaissance France, and I'm really looking forward to the next trip to England and Italy!"

On the short-haul flight to Bordeaux, Tang Xien put his arm around Fu Shiyu, rested his head lightly on his shoulder, and excitedly described to him his feelings about Paris and his expectations for the next three weeks.

When talking about what she likes and is interested in, she, like all little girls, has her eyes shining and her mouth like a river, and her limbs are subconsciously close to the people she likes.

Such subtle details, indicating his presence, have become an inseparable part of her.

Fu Shiyu felt it sensitively, holding the arm of Tang Xien's body, gently rubbing her slender shoulder blades, and bowing his head to kiss her hair from time to time.

When she said this, he occasionally responded to her, mostly listening attentively. He likes to listen to her, he likes to listen to her talk about the past, the present, and the future.

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The flight from Paris to Bordeaux takes only 70 minutes, and the whole journey takes less than three hours with the security check and waiting before boarding, so it was only 2 o'clock in the afternoon when they came out of the airport.

Fu Shiyu's friend came to pick them up and take them to the castle near the winery.

Yes, they were going to stay in a medieval castle with vineyards and a rosette for the next two nights, and in addition to giving Don Sheen a taste of what it was like to live in an old castle, they also wanted to make sure that the red wine would be served at the wedding.

The one who came to pick them up was an authentic Chinese, saying that he was a friend of Fu Shiyu, but in fact, it should be said that the director of imported wine procurement of the "Imperial Mansion Association" was more appropriate.

In the car, the other party said: "I have agreed with the people of Latour, White Horse, and Petus, this is the wine used for our young owner's wedding, and it must be good." When they heard this, they all expressed their full support, especially Cheval, and they wanted to give us all the cherished 1947 ChBlanc. ”

Fu Shiyu nodded with a smile, put his arm around Tang Xien's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Actually, you can talk about it in the past, but I mainly want to bring my wife over to try the taste and level of red wine, so I specially ran this trip, and I will trouble you." ”

Hearing him call himself "my wife" in front of his friends, Tang Xien's face immediately turned red, and a beautiful flower instantly bloomed in his heart.