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For the place where Song Mian wants to take her, Yun Xiangxiang is very looking forward to it, believing in Song Mian's taste.

But Yun Xiangxiang didn't expect to take a plane, and she was picked up from bed by Song Mian when she was in a daze.

"Huh? Do what? Yun Xiangxiang's voice was still a little slurred.

Song Mian directly wrapped her in a big down jacket: "Don't do anything, you can go to sleep." ”

Yun Xiangxiang was really sleepy, and it was the time to sleep soundly in the early morning, so she yawned and continued to sleep.

She was carried by Song Mian and left their residence, Song Mian's footsteps were very steady, and there was a slight bump as if she was in a cradle, so when Song Mian carried her into the car, Yun Mian fell asleep again when he thought about it.

She was unaware of when she got on the plane, and when she woke up in the morning she was in a strange room.

There are traces of sleeping next to it, but no one can be seen anymore.

The warm sunlight was already shining through the balcony window, and the floor under the bed was covered with a soft plush carpet, and Yun Xiang was stepping on the ground barefoot, she walked to the closet, habitually opened it, and only then did she realize that she had arrived in a new place.

However, the wardrobe was full of clothes, and a set did not belong to her, Yun Xiangxiang didn't have time to close it, Song Mian came in and stood at the door: "The clothes in the wardrobe are all your size, prepared for you, you can choose at will, minus 3 ° today." ”

After speaking, he smiled at Yun Xiangxiang, and turned to leave, Yun Xiangxiang didn't have time to speak, so he could only choose carefully.

Everything from the inside out, all new and washed with incense.

Yun Xiangxiang grabbed a sky blue waist-cinching knitted dress, wore a warm jacket with a shirt collar inside, put on warm tights of skin color, and took a knitted crochet hat of the same color and put it on his head.

Youthful, sweet, delicate and energetic.

Dressed properly, Yun Xiangxiang went to wash up again, and by the way, he looked at the layout of the room.

This is a special wooden house, with a natural smell, and the two floors of the house are not particularly large.

When she went downstairs, she saw Song Yao and Song Qian, did she miss Coco and Zhou Jie?

"I asked both of them, and they said no." Song Qian saw Yun Xiangxiang go downstairs and searched her eyes for a while, so she took the initiative to explain.

Yun Xiangxiang nodded, they were embarrassed, and they didn't want to toss too much.

Coco is still quite homely, and Zhou Jie is all interested in studying makeup and cosmetics all day long.

"They live there, and they have three meals for the past two days." Song Qian added.

"Hmm." Yun Xiang answered, and ran towards Song Mian happily.

Song Mian was talking on the balcony, and he just cut off the phone when Yun Xiangxiang ran over.

Yun Xiangxiang just circled around him: "Am I good-looking?" ”

"Beautiful." is this kind of delicate and tender dress that looks fifteen or sixteen years old, and he has a sense of distance.

"I think it's good-looking, too." Yun thinks about it, and likes to be said to be good-looking by Song Mian the most.

Song Mian took her hand and took her to breakfast, which was her favorite rum-soaked fruit cake.

"You did it?" Yun Xiang asked as he picked up a small cake.

"If you like it so much, of course I will, so that you can eat it at any time." Song Mian admitted.

Yun Xiangxiang bent his eyebrows, picked it up and tasted it, it was almost the same taste as the side sleeves, it should be to take into account her taste, the sweetness increased a little, and it was very moderate, which was her favorite.

After eating breakfast contentedly, Song Mian took Yun Xiang out for a walk.

It's a small town in the Alps, it's really beautiful, but it's not a tourist attraction.

Because there is nothing but beautiful scenery, no entertainment facilities, no large shopping malls......

It is precisely because of this that Yun Xiangxiang can be here, holding hands with Song Mian unscrupulously, facing the morning light, and strolling on the path.

It's only February, and here is full of emerald colors, green grass, and verdant flowers and leaves.

The water here is crystal clear, and the houses of the residents are built along the river, and the road is wide and flat during the crossing.

The houses are scattered, backed by majestic mountains, and the countryside is set off beautifully and gracefully.

"It's really beautiful here, I think walking around here makes my whole body light." Yun Xiang is relaxed.

"I specially take you to feel the tranquility and tranquility here."

Song Mian had made a plan, Yun thought that he was too tired during this time, and it was not suitable to go to a place that consumed physical strength, so he should go to some leisurely places that could calm down and precipitate his mood, so that he could wash away his fatigue.

When you leave here, your spirits will be lifted again.

The further I went, the more I liked it, the cattle and sheep grazing leisurely in the mountains, and the white clouds floating comfortably on the mountainside.

There is no noise or noise, and it is as quiet as a painting.

It's just doing nothing, quietly stepping on the highway where few vehicles can be seen, and the peace that comes from the heart is also inexplicably satisfying.

There are plenty of rest seats on the side of the road, and like a park, you can take a break at any time.

As he walked, Yun Xiangxiang saw a white church, surrounded by small bridges and flowing water, green slopes and undulating peaks behind it, and blue sky and white snow.

Yun thought about a person who didn't like to take pictures, and couldn't help but take out his mobile phone and take several photos, from different angles.

Finally, when he walked to the small bridge, he said to Song Mian: "Take a picture of me, it's so beautiful here, I'll take it back as a souvenir." ”

Song Mian took out his mobile phone, adjusted it to the best angle and light, and took several photos of Yun Xiangxiang.

There is a painting outside the church, which is also a church, and Yun Xiangxiang hurried in front of the painting: "This painting is really painted, why is it placed here?" ”

"The author of this painting was a young painter who traveled all the way here, and not long after the painting was completed, he died, and the painting has remained here in his honor." After Song Mian explained for Yun Xiangxiang, he led Yun Xiangxiang to approach the church.

Stop outside and ask Yun Xiangxiang, "Do you like Chinese weddings or Western weddings?" ”

"Chinese." Yun, who was elated, thought about his instinctive answer, and only reacted after answering, he couldn't help but glance at him, and walked forward, "What do you want to do so far?" It's still early for us to get married. ”

"It's not early, you will be nineteen soon, I will wait another year to marry you home, and it is time to prepare." Song Mian said with a natural expression.

"Mr. Song, when your marriage proposal is successful and you pass my parents' level, it's not too late to think about this." Yun Xiang smirked at him.

"Well, yes, you should propose first."