Bai Qimeng's eyes were all focused on the dishes in front of him, and his face was full of irrepressible excitement and anticipation.

The restaurant's five tables are filled, and the entire restaurant is almost entirely French.

The two of them had already taken off their masks, not at all worried about being recognized.

Bai Qimeng's dinner was very satisfying.

It was the first time that I was able to date and eat with Yan Weiming outside so freely, and it was unthinkable to put it in China.

But at the moment they are in a foreign country, and the two are holding hands on the street like ordinary couples, sharing dinner together in an ordinary restaurant, and they are not even afraid of being photographed at all.

The waiter poured wine for the two of them again.

The wine was bought by Yan Weiming last time he came and put in the restaurant, a bottle of top red wine from Château Margaux.

When all the dishes were finished, Bai Qimeng drank the red wine in the cup with satisfaction, put on a mask and stood at the door waiting for Yan Weiming to settle the bill.

The breeze blew, and Bai Qimeng shrank and wrapped the scarf tighter again.

It's already half past nine in the evening, and there are still many pedestrians on the streets of Paris, including many couples.

Couples hold hands, occasionally stop to hug or kiss each other, and everything is normal.

Bai Qimeng smiled, looked into the distance, and her thoughts gradually drifted away.

"What are you thinking?" Yan Weiming walked out of the store door and found Bai Qimeng standing at the door in a daze, leaned up and whispered in her ear.

Bai Qimeng was obviously taken aback, took several steps back, and almost fell because of the slippery street.

Yan Weiming reacted immediately, grabbed Bai Qimeng's arm, and hugged her waist tightly with the other hand.

"How can you be scared like this!" Yan Weiming smiled, and only let go of the hand holding her after confirming that she was standing firmly, and the hand that held her arm was naturally tightly clasped with her ten fingers.

"Who told you to scare me!" Bai Qimeng said dissatisfiedly.

The two walked on the way back to the hotel.

Occasionally, a strong wind blows, Bai Qimeng still unconsciously shrinks her body, but she feels satisfied when she feels the temperature from her hand.

"Yan Weiming." Bai Qimeng shouted softly, stopping and standing in place.

"What's wrong?" Yan Weiming also stopped and turned to look at her.

The hands of the two were always holding hands and never letting go.

Bai Qimeng pulled down the mask to reveal her whole face, and when Yan Weiming hadn't guessed what she was going to do, she stretched out her hand and pulled down Yan Weiming's mask.

Under the dim street lamp, the shadows of the two merged into one and were infinitely elongated.

Yan Weiming was stunned, and his eyes kept looking at Bai Qimeng who was smiling in front of him.

The cold wind froze her nose and cheeks red, but her eyes were still bright and moving.

At all times, those eyes are what attracts him the most.

"I see every couple doing this, so just" Bai Qimeng said vaguely, stretched out his hand and pulled up the masks of the two of them, and led Yan Weiming forward.

It was obviously her who took the initiative, but she was so ashamed that her face was flushed, and she didn't even dare to raise her head.

Yan Weiming narrowed his eyes and pursed his thin lips slightly.

Before Bai Qimeng could react, Yan Weiming had already walked in front of her, and his pace was faster than ever.

The two returned to the hotel as fast as they could, taking the elevator back to the familiar floor.

Bai Qimeng was dragged all the way by Yan Weiming, and she didn't know what happened to Yan Weiming at all.

The door to the room opened after the man had swiped his keycard.

Before the lights were turned on, Bai Qimeng was forcibly pulled into the room, and the mask and scarf were pulled by the man and thrown on the sofa.

"As I just said, you owe me a meal, and I think you can pay it back now." Yan Weiming's voice was unprecedentedly low, and his eyes in the darkness were as dangerous as hunting beasts.

"What?!" Bai Qimeng exclaimed, her lips occupied by a man.