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On their last day in Paris, they planned to visit Shakespeare's bookstore to experience the century-old literature and romance of Paris; Go to see the romantic love wall on Montmartre, meet the café in the "Angel Emily" movie on the street corner, sip a cup of coffee, and imagine the literary and artistic prosperity 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 she didn't want to leave, she wanted to stay for a day, Fu Shiyu followed her, and she would still be in Paris 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 drink too high and delay his business. But after drinking, she finally drank a few cocktails of different degrees, and she was already drunk when she was not strong enough to drink.

In the blink of an eye, the bustling bar suddenly turned into a silent hotel room, and in the next moment, she and Fu Shiyu were standing on the balcony where they could hug the tower.

The Eiffel Tower in the distance is bright, bright and breathtaking. Tang Xien was stunned, and an inexplicable emotion surged in his heart, and he hugged Fu Shiyu tightly.

Fu Shiyu lowered his eyes to look at her, and her red cheeks were reflected in her bright amber pupils. The eyes are bottomless.

Each other drank wine, slightly drunk, but just right, in such a beautiful night, in the romantic night of Paris, looking at the Eiffel Tower, there is a special interest.

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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 hummed as she sank into the covers.

Xu is room is sound insulation is too good, Fu Shiyu didn't hear her shouting herself, 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, just got out of bed, Fu Shiyu walked into the room.

He had just finished taking a shower, 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 was staring 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 I slept so uncomfortably, it turned out that I didn't take a shower last night......"

She jumped out of bed, picked up her clothes 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 behind Fu Shiyu, her feet suddenly stopped.

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

Her hand touched the centipede-like knife on his back, and her fingertips gently rubbed around the knife edge, and said softly, "The wound seems to have turned red today." ”

He turned around, looked at his back in the dressing mirror, and said, "No, it's not the same." ”

Seeing that he didn't care about his injury, Tang Xien's sadness that slowly climbed into his heart was instantly wiped out, and he patted him on the shoulder angrily and helplessly: "Although you have passed the 100 days of breaking your muscles and bones, you are injured in a key part, you have not taken good care of it, and you will have to use a wheelchair in the next life." Well, pay attention from today onwards, you can't mess around like this anymore. ”

Fu Shiyu didn't answer, he couldn't respond, 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 went to every bridge in this romantic city – the New Bridge, the Love Bridge, 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 Sheen, who has lived in a modern metropolis for more than a decade, a quaint and mysterious city like Paris with a sense of history is so appealing to her that 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 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 talking, and her body is subconsciously close to the person she likes, and her lively appearance is completely different from the serious appearance when she is working.

Fu Shiyu remembered that when they first met, she was wearing a mature suit and exquisite makeup, and she did not give an inch when negotiating, but she had a gentle and bright smile on her face throughout the whole process.

At that time, he was thinking about why a woman could be so beautiful. Later, he heard that her reputation in the industry was "gentle knife", and when he saw these four words, he felt that it was really very appropriate.

Teng Zhongqian's genes are really strong. Will this kind of incomprehensible gene, which hides a knife in a smile, also be inherited to the future descendants of the Fu family?

Fu Shiyu was taken aback by his thoughts, and the arm that was holding Tang Xien's body suddenly tightened.

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

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

Yes, they were to spend the night in a medieval castle with vineyards and trellis trellis.

Fu Shiyu not only wanted Tang Xien to experience the feeling of living in an ancient castle, but also wanted to determine the red wine 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, to give us the few remaining ChBlanc from 1947. ”

Fu Shiyu nodded, put his arm around Tang Xien's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Actually, you can talk about it in the past, but the main thing is that I 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 his heart seemed to bloom with a beautiful flower.