"Have you had dinner?" Yan Weiming asked.

Bai Qimeng shook her head.

She was still not used to in-flight meals, so she just ate some casual food to cushion her stomach.

"After a few in-flight meals, I can barely survive tonight." Bai Qimeng replied.

Yan Weiming looked at the time on his phone, and suddenly stood up and sorted out his clothes.

"Let's go, I'll take you somewhere to eat something delicious." As he spoke, Yan Weiming pulled her to her feet.

"Now?" Bai Qimeng glanced at the sky outside the window, which was completely dark.

"Well, that restaurant only opens after 8 p.m., and it's only open until 10 p.m., and it only takes about ten minutes to walk through."

Yan Weiming's words aroused Bai Qimeng's curiosity.

French cuisine is known all over the world, and a restaurant as special as Temper must also have something special.

Bai Qimeng came to his senses, hurriedly followed, and took the opportunity to kiss Yan Weiming's side face.

"Oh yes! I need to go back to my room and get my mask! Bai Qimeng suddenly reacted, and rushed out of the room to the next door to get her mask.

Yan Weiming stood at the elevator door and waited patiently, watching Bai Qimeng trot all the way over.

Both of them wore black coats and black masks, as if they had agreed.

The elevator descended all the way to the first floor, and the eyes of everyone in the hotel lobby were attracted by the temperament of these two people.

The two tacitly distanced themselves and walked out of the hotel door together, blending into the night.

At night, Paris is lit up by dusk lights, and the old European-style buildings have a different kind of beauty under the moonlight.

Bai Qimeng walked on Yan Weiming's right, and the mask almost covered her entire face.

Yan Weiming's gaze always stayed on her, the corners of his mouth turned up unconsciously, and he took her left hand and put it in the bag of his coat.

Thankfully, it's the streets of Paris, so no one knows who they are.

Thankfully, it was night, and few people would notice either of them.

Bai Qi dreamed, held Yan Weiming's hand, and leaned a little closer to him.

"Is the food at that restaurant delicious?" Bai Qimeng asked, and began to look forward to it unconsciously.

"Of course it's delicious, believe my taste as the president of a chain restaurant brand." Yan Weiming said complacently.

"How did you find a restaurant with such strange opening hours?" Bai Qi dreamed for a moment.

It's only open for two hours a day, and it's in the evening, so it's such a strange restaurant that most people won't even notice.

"A long time ago, I came to Paris for Fashion Week and stumbled upon it." Yan Weiming remembered how he felt when he first entered the restaurant.

The restaurant is small and can only accommodate 5 tables at a time.

However, the ingredients are purchased on the same day, using only the freshest ingredients of the season, and all dishes need to be checked by the chef himself, so every dish is impeccable.

In addition, the store is small, so the waiter can remember the requirements of each table and take care of every customer in a timely manner.

If it weren't for the fact that it was only open for two hours a day, Yan Weiming would have eaten at this restaurant all day long.

Bai Qimeng nodded, and began to look forward to what this restaurant would look like.

"I forgot to bring my wallet!" Bai Qimeng suddenly reacted and touched the empty bag except for the mobile phone.

She turned her head and looked at Yan Weiming with big eyes that were slightly alarmed.

"You think I'll let you pay for it yourself?" Yan Weiming looked at her like this and chuckled.

"I always feel weird inside, and I can't let you pay for everything." Bai Qimeng was not convinced.

She didn't want to be the kind of person who could only rely on her own man at all times.

"Then put it on the account, I invite you this time, and you invite me next time."