The kiss was forgetful, and she unconsciously hugged him, which made his kiss doubly intense.

The man is domineering and greedy, as if no amount of kisses are enough, and wants to snatch everything from her.

Fu Qiqi was kissed by him so hard that he couldn't breathe. The shallow and soft body in Shi Jingran's arms made him almost unable to hold it.

Suddenly, the sound of a shutter button sounded.

"Click—"

The two of them bounced away in surprise and looked at the source of the photograph.

A plainly dressed middle-aged man stood in front of them with a Polaroid in his hand and smiled.

Looking at the pair in front of him who were a little stunned, especially the panicked little face in the man's arms, the photographer knew that he was abrupt.

"I'm sorry, this scene of yours makes me feel a little beautiful, so I want to shoot it." He explained to them in fluent English.

The camera prints out a photo, and the middle-aged man looks at it with satisfaction.

"I'll give it to you!" He handed the photo to Shi Jingran and Fu Qiqi, "This is your gift." I wish you all a long life. ”

Fu Qiqi took the photo, the man smiled, and then turned to leave.

In the photo is a photo of the two of them kissing, and the beautiful Eiffel Tower in the background.

This is the first time they have taken a group photo.

"It's a good shot." Shi Jingran's slightly hoarse voice came into her ears, looking extremely sexy.

Fu Qiqi was shocked to realize that he was leaning on his arms at this time. Being so ambiguous in public made her feel a little shy.

wanted to get up and leave his gentle embrace, but was hugged tightly by him.

"Don't leave me." He was afraid of her leaving.

"I'm just ......" Fu Qiqi didn't know how to explain.

As if knowing her thoughts, he comforted: "This is France, not China." The French are so enthusiastic that no one will laugh at you. ”

She looked around and saw that many couples were also sitting together, and some even kissed passionately, ignoring the gaze of others.

Thinking that he was as enthusiastic as them just now, responding to Shi Jingran's kiss in public, Fu Qiqi's face suddenly turned red.

She buried her head in his chest, she didn't want him to see her blushing.

Shi Jing smiled, and his hand gently stroked her hair. That smile that had never appeared on Shi Jingran's face, a little unnatural, but handsome.

Fu Qiqi looked up at him in surprise as if he had received a treasure.

"You just laughed?"

"Huh?" He had long since regained his facial paralysis.

Fu Qiqi was unwilling: "Did you laugh just now?" I hear you laugh! ”

"So what?"

Staring at his face, she pursed her lips and said, "Show me one more laugh!" ”

"I won't."

Fu Qiqi's eyes widened and pretended to be angry: "I told you to laugh." ”

"Nope."

"You're not laughing, are you?" Fu Qiqi narrowed his eyes and clasped his hands in front of his chest.

An ominous premonition welled up in his heart, and he asked vigilantly, "What do you want?" ”

"Hey, hey!" She raised her hands and looked at Shi Jingran evilly: "I want you to laugh!" ”

With that, she pinched his face with both hands and pulled the corners of his mouth high. That smiling face made me laugh.

"It hurts!" Shi Jingran finally escaped her clutches, covering her cheeks with her hands and frowning.

"Still smiling?" He looked at him menacingly, with an endless sense of superiority in his eyes.

Shi Jingran was amused by her and smiled casually. That smile was like a warm sun, which instantly melted Fu Qiqi's heart.

It turned out that when Shi Jingran laughed, he was so good-looking.

...

Fu Qiqi woke up the next morning, and Shi Jingran was gone.

It's Sunday, where will he go? Fu Qiqi looked at the empty bed and thought.

After freshening up, her phone rang, and it was the ringtone of the message.

'I'll be back late today.' I asked the driver to help you move your luggage to the new house. ’

That was the message Shi Jingran gave.

House? What house?

On second thought, maybe he had prepared accommodation for her! That's right, when she comes to study abroad, she must need a place to stay, and she can't stay in a hotel all the time.

The waiter brought a simple gourmet breakfast, and after she used it casually, she returned the room.

Led her luggage and asked the driver to take her to her new residence.

It was a small villa, in a rather modest residential area. The community is a bit remote, but there are guards guarding it, and the law and order is good.

There was no one in the cottage. Unlike other people's villas, there are also servants and butlers to serve. Shi Jingran didn't hire anyone.

The driver handed her the keys and left the villa.

When I opened the villa, I found that the layout of this house is very unique.

It is not as fashionable and gorgeous as Fu Qiqi imagined, but simply decorated into a warm little home.

The walls are painted in a simple off-white color, and the white wooden furniture is simple and cute. The wooden dining table and chairs, the wooden rocking chairs, and the wooden staircase made her feel like she was in love with it.

This is not like Shi Jingran's favorite style.

Could it be because she likes it? She didn't remember describing a house like this, but she loved it from the bottom of her heart.

The furnishings in the living room are minimalist and the sofa is made of khaki fabric. She reached out and touched it, it was a high-end fabric, which was said to be expensive. Compared with leather sofas, Fu Qiqi prefers this kind of cloth sofa that makes people feel the warmth of the family.

The kitchen is also in a simple country style. Fu Qiqi knew that the decoration of these furniture and patterns must have cost a lot of money.

The kitchen has everything you need for utensils and supplies. There is also a small window in front of the wash basin that allows her to see the view outside.

Fu Qiqi was shocked to realize that there was actually a sea view behind this villa.

She opened the wooden back door, and a salty sea flavor came from her, relaxing her body and mind.

She loved such a relaxing place.

Along the seaside, there are other small cottages, which are richly and gorgeously decorated. But in Fu Qiqi's heart, the small villa he is in now is the best-looking.

Back in the house, she walked to the second floor with some impatience.

There were several rooms upstairs, and she chose to open the largest one to take a look.

As she expected, the walls of the room were painted her favorite light green. The large bed was covered with white sheets. The dresser is also white and wooden, with a few of her usual skincare products on it.

Shi Jingran is so careful......

Fu Qiqi's heart was a little touched. He was still so fond of her, that she couldn't extricate herself more and more.

I turned around and opened the closet, and found that it was actually the passage to the locker room. The locker room had a lot of her clothes ready, as well as his.

They bought the clothes yesterday.

No wonder she didn't see the clothes they bought when she got back to the hotel last night, they had all been delivered here.

She smiled heartily at the sight of him and her clothes being put together.

Now it gives her the illusion that she is married. He took out his shirt and smelled it with affection, feeling his presence.

It has a distinctive tobacco flavor, as well as a minty flavor.

Fu Qiqi was puzzled, why did this smell happen everywhere?

"You like my shirt?" A low, magnetic voice came from the locker room door.

"Wow-" She was so frightened by the sudden sound that she threw her shirt on the floor.

Shi Jingran's sudden appearance was something Fu Qiqi didn't expect. He doted on her and picked up his shirt and hung it up.

"Y-Didn't you say you'd be back late today?" Like a child who has done something wrong, she asked unnaturally.

"Take care of the important things, take the rest home and continue to be busy."

He wouldn't tell her that it was because he missed her, so he let the meeting end early, and then rushed back to see her ecstatic.

This villa is decorated according to Fu Qiqi's preferences. In fact, he was ready a long time ago. It's just that I haven't had a chance to bring her here.

I wonder if she remembered that she once said that she wanted to build a small cottage full of country style by the sea.

"How? Are you satisfied with this villa? ”

Fu Qiqi smiled brightly, nodded and replied, "Yes." I loved it here. ”

He gently stroked her head: "If you like it, it's good." With that, he put a doting kiss on her forehead.

Fu Qiqi let him kiss him dotingly.

Seeing her as well-behaved as a kitten, his hand cupped her chin.

The little face was raised, his eyes met his dark eyes, and Fu Qiqi felt his heartbeat speed up a little.

Shi Jingran said hoarsely: "Qiqi." ”

"Huh?" She replied shyly.

Without waiting for his answer, his neck lowered, and his thin lips met her cherry lips.

"Hmm-"

At first, she was a little unnatural when she was kissed, and then slowly responded. Her hands were on his neck, her toes were slightly up, and she leaned into his arms.

Shi Jingran's kiss was not as intense as last night. There were only the two of them here, and he was afraid that he would not be able to control his desire if he kissed again.

Leaving her rosy cherry lips with lingering affection, he kissed her cheek lightly as he looked at her pink face.

"Gollum—"

An embarrassing voice sounded, and Fu Qiqi turned his head awkwardly.

"Hungry?" He asked softly. Without waiting for her answer, he had already led him out of the locker room and room.

"Where are we going?"

"Cook."

"You know how to cook?" She looked at his wide back incredulously.

Originally, he was still thinking about the appearance of Shi Jingran putting on an apron to cook, but who knew that he replied: "No." So, I watched you do it. ”

“……”

One second she was still immersed in the sweetness he gave, and the next second he pulled her to cook.

"Do you think of me as a servant?"

Fu Qiqi asked him with a pout. After she lost her memory, in his home, there were servants to cook for her! Why do you want her to cook for him when you come to France now?

"It's your obligation."

replied to her unceremoniously, although there was majesty in his tone, but more deliberately teasing her. The way she was angry was so endearing that he began to like to make her angry, even if it was feigned to be angry.