Siyu thought about it, so he let down his guard and really fell asleep.

The more than a dozen hours of flight passed silently, and the night in Paris was quiet, and nothing woke her up. When Siyu woke up again, she was already on a soft big bed, the kind of almost exaggerated big bed, the standard snow-white sheets, the wallpaper was warm beige, boxwood beds, chairs, tables and stools, she sat up and couldn't help but let out a "huh".

"Avenue des Champs – Elysées," Peng said lazily, turning over.

Siyu immediately jumped out of bed and opened the curly grass curtains at once.

The bright yellow sunlight of early spring floats in countless romantic colors, and the clumps of green are rows of French plane trees planted on both sides of the street, without a trace of gloom, just like the Banyan City many years ago. The gray-roofed and pale blue are the houses of the square blocks next to the street. Countless blue, white and red flags were waving against the dormer windows of this house, and there were people with blond hair and blue eyes on the boulevards, curling their tongues in greeting. The colorful traffic converged on the other side of the street in the blurred sunlight, and as far as her eyes could see, she could faintly see the outline of the Arc de Triomphe.

Foreign.

Siyu had never looked at France so seriously, she stared at this street scene, and suddenly said: "Is this to the Champs-Élysées?" ”

"How can I bear to wake you up?" Peng Youbin hugged her from behind, he buried his head in her neck socket, and chuckled, "This sentence is true, there is a bed in my heart, and I sleep anywhere." ”

"I'll go take a shower first." Siyu said, she wanted to break away from Peng Youbin's arm, but he hugged her tighter, he simply picked her up horizontally, the broken hair on his forehead leaned on his eyebrows, and said lazily: "It's just right, you slept so soundly yesterday, and I want to take a bath now, so let's be together today." ”

This bath is more than an hour.

Peng Youbin was presumptuous, and Siyu didn't bother to worry about what the entrustment was ineffective, so he simply turned off his mobile phone and silently took that breath, regardless of the turbulent waves in the country.

After taking a bath, Peng Youbin really took Siyu to the Champs-Élysées. Siyu looked at the bustling city and was uneasy, but Peng and Bin felt that they were like a little couple, passing through the crowds and boulevards in this romantic city.

Peng and Bin are familiar with the road. As he walked, he introduced some local customs and customs to Siyu, who was taken by Zhi Zhiyuan to learn French since he was a child, although he did not lose it later, but after all, it was just a kung fu on paper, Peng Youbin is a real expert.

Peng Youbin took her to the Peace Café first. The French always like romance, where the French-style columns, curved lines, and Miao silver carvings are meticulously integrated into the light and shadow of crystal chandeliers and bottle lilies.

Croissants, mille-feuille, Montblanc chestnut cake......

Peng Youbin used a fluent French language that made even the French waitress ashamed, and casually said a few signature desserts. This made Siyu suddenly feel sorry for the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, such a talent became an unscrupulous businessman, she couldn't help laughing: "The old treacherous and cunning little glutton." ”

After eating the dessert, Peng Youbin continued to wander around with Siyu.

For the next few days, he seemed to want to visit Paris all at once. The Eiffel Tower, the Louvre, Notre Dame Cathedral, the Paris Opera, one after the other, was so tired that she didn't want to go any further, and just before he suggested the next one, she preemptively said, "Why don't we go to the banks of the Seine for a coffee?" ”

He said, "I depend on you." I depend on you for everything. ”

Even if it's fake, no matter how vigilant you are, this sentence still listens to it.

Under the clear yellow sun, the Seine River crosses Paris like a jade belt. Siyu sat lazily under the red and white striped parasol, sipping a cup of Ou Lei coffee like a snowflake. Peng and Bin went to the flower shop next to the open-air café and bought a green rose and placed it on the small round table in front of Siyu.

Siyu smiled: "What? You also put Xiangfei bamboo in your home, so you prefer green? Peng Youbin shrugged his shoulders and said, "It's not that I prefer green, maybe I'm used to it." Xiangfei bamboo is beautiful, but it has no fragrance. The green roses of France do not have mottled patterns, but they are warm and fragrant. ”

"Just look at fireworks and other things," Siyu said as he looked at the ethereal Sennar River, "Then when are we going back?" ”

Peng and Bin also looked at the Sennar and asked, "Is Paris okay?" ”

"It's good," Siyu said, "It's good just to see it, and I've seen enough in the past two days." But why do you have to be in such a hurry? ”

"It's better to see a good scenery at once, who knows if there will be a next chance. Besides, I was impressed, I stayed in France for four years, and I looked at the scenery slowly by myself, which was boring. ”

"It's dazzling, isn't it? France, the capital of romance......"

She stubbornly lifted that breath.

"Yes, no matter how romantic it is, it doesn't make you relax a little, so it's better for us to leave tomorrow," Peng Youbin raised his eyebrows and said, "I'll take you to Bordeaux tomorrow, and it's definitely a pity that you don't taste Bordeaux wine after learning French." ”

"Huh!" Siyu suddenly hooked her lips and laughed, Peng Youbin turned her head and squinted at her, she was curious: "Why do you want to learn French?" French is so good, why do you have to mix it up? Siyu didn't think he would answer, she picked up the green rose, the rose was tied with a golden bow, the green rose showed her face warmly, with drops of water between the emerald green petals, Siyu put the flower to the tip of her nose, and sure enough, there was a bright and rich fragrance.

"Because of one person." Peng Youbin said blankly. Siyu's fingertips hurt, and the thorns on the rose stems didn't seem to be shaved clean, but it seemed to be just her illusion. But Peng Youbin smiled recklessly: "Because of money, don't you just want to make a lot of money, why else?" ”

Siyu was too lazy to talk to Peng Youbin on his tongue. When she arrived in France, she always felt tired, and she was pulled and ran around, and she couldn't help but think about the situation in China when she turned off her mobile phone.

The next morning, Peng Youbin really got up early and dragged Siyu to Charles de Gaulle Airport to get on a private jet. Siyu didn't know much about airplanes, and he didn't look at it carefully when he came, but now he can see that this is a luxurious private jet, with first-class flight attendants, beige carpets, and leather seats, all burning money. Siyu sat against the porthole, feeling dizzy, so he talked to Peng Youbin: "It seems that you really make a lot of black money." ”

Peng Youbin never cared about her sarcasm: "Otherwise, why do you think I will take down the Yi family?" ”

Siyu was speechless, she had never seen such a brazen person.