"What are you talking about?"

The sudden sound behind them frightened the two of them to jump up, and they all looked back at Zhou Jiachen, who had just changed his clothes.

"Mom"

"My little heart almost jumped out." Yi Miaomiao touched her fluttering heart, and looked at Zhou Jiachen, who was very calm, "Can you tell me in advance next time?" ”

"What?" Zhou Jiachen, who was at a loss, looked at Deng Zhibin next to him for help, and did not understand the meaning of the word "careful liver".

“……”

“……”

The two faces looked at each other in confusion, and then suddenly snickered, forgetting that the Chinese ability and understanding of the person in front of him was still relatively poor, looking at Zhou Jiachen, who did not know why, shook his head, and said in unison, "Nothing!" Let's go! Let's go shopping in foreign towns. ”

"Director Li, let's go first."

"Bye-bye, Mr. Li."

“……”

Before "Sister Meow" left, Wanzhen, who was standing in the distance, still mustered up the courage to catch up with the three of them and asked, "Can I go with you?" I'm not familiar with this side and ...... They don't want to ......," Wanzhen glanced at the crowd behind her.

Yi Miaomiao asked for the opinions of the two with her eyes.

"I don't care!"

Different from Zhou Jiachen's indifference, Deng Zhibin's warm smile, and the gentleman's invitation to Wanzhen to walk in front with him. "Of course it's OK to have a beautiful woman with you!"

Wan Zhen really likes Zhou Jiachen, even if he is so indifferent, he has to smile and say to him even if he is thankful, "Thank you"

"You said that! If Wanzhen didn't have fun today, I'll settle accounts with you! ”

Yi Miaomiao deliberately raised her foot and kicked Deng Zhibin, who was standing in front, signaling him to relieve the embarrassing atmosphere.

"With me here, how can I not be happy! You say, don't you? Little Jane! ”

"Uh...... Hmmm"

"Where is Xiao Zhenzhen from?"

“……”

The embarrassing atmosphere finally became active, Wan Zhen slowly became less restrained, Yi Miaomiao lowered her head slightly to meet Zhou Jiachen's footsteps, and secretly glanced at his side face.

Like a young couple who had just met, Zhou Jiachen looked over and quickly turned his face away.

Yi Miaomiao was afraid that he would be angry, because he said that he had a date for two people, and suddenly it became four people.

The night in Marseille comes quickly, and the idyllic little restaurant, clean and simple, with unique photographs of Marseille hanging on the walls, is unique among the many restaurants.

"If you don't drink fish soup in Marseille, it's like going to BJ and not climbing the Great Wall"

Deng Zhibin gentlemanly helped Wanzhen pull out the chair, and was about to help Yi Miaomiao when Zhou Jiachen took the lead and pulled the chair away coldly.

"I'll help you"

"Thank you"

To convince diners of the authenticity, the waiter will bring seafood to your eyes before bringing it to the kitchen.

After chatting for a while, the food was presented.

Marseille's authentic fish soup is made with at least 5 types of sea fish, and many restaurants add crab and mussels to enhance the layering. Mediterranean spices such as garlic, saffron, fennel, and parsley are added to the soup, and the reddish-yellow broth looks very thick.

There are also snacks and desserts.

"That's good!"

After drinking the fish soup, Yi Miaomiao tried a little cake-like dessert, but she didn't dare to eat too much, for fear that ingesting too much would cause allergies, so she raised her thumb and nodded aftertastefully after swallowing.

"That's, don't you see who chose it?"

Deng Zhibin took a bite of the dessert, swallowed it without waiting for it to melt, and responded to Yi Miaomiao proudly, his eyes were already fixed on the remaining desserts on Yi Miaomiao's plate.

"Don't eat, give it to me?"

"To you, to you." Yi Miaomiao handed the entire plate to Deng Zhibin with a disgusted face, "I really don't know what those women like about you?" ”

"All of me." Deng Zhibin posed while receiving the plate, giving full play to his narcissistic mode.

"Oh......" Yi Miaomiao responded to him thoughtfully, "Do you mean that it is delicious, or that you don't take a bath at night?" ”

"Ahem...... Let's talk about something else. ”

Wan Zhen looked at Deng Zhibin, who likes to eat sweets, very late on the side, "I'm a little curious Brother Zhibin, you like sweets so much, how do you maintain such a good figure?" ”

"Hee-hee...... Born. ”

Yi Miaomiao, who was on the side, couldn't help but roll her eyes at him and complained, "Don't go to the gym early in the morning?" ”

"That's called managing your health, and it has nothing to do with your body."

“……”

"Jiajia, will you also go to the gym?"

Wan Zhen asked Zhou Jiachen, who had been silent, worriedly.

After sitting upright, he put his eyes in his mouth little by little, closed his mouth and chewed, and his elegant appearance was like a noble son, and he swallowed it unhurriedly after hearing the question, and nodded with three pairs of eyes staring at him. "Hmm"

“……”

“……”

“……”

Zhou Jiachen's concise answer made the atmosphere suddenly cold and awkward.

"Haqiu ......"

Wan Zhen on the side took out a few tissues and handed them to Yi Miaomiao, "Did you catch a cold in the rain a few days ago?" ”

"Probably not, I'll go to the bathroom"

Yi Miaomiao shook her head and took the lead in getting up to break the quiet space, and Wanzhen then followed and left.

"I'll go too"

The soft lights in the store shine on the tabletop, the sound of music of moderate size, the noisy space for four people, there are two men left, but they feel much brighter, Deng Zhibin, who has been eating non-stop, suddenly put down the spoon, wiped the corners of his mouth with a tissue, and looked at Zhou Jiachen who was looking at his mobile phone seriously.

"You like her?"

"What about you?" Zhou Jiachen was still staring at his phone, and asked rhetorically in a very flat tone.

"Yes, I like her."

Facing Deng Zhibin's direct confession, Zhou Jiachen stepped forward and looked up at Deng Zhibin's cold gaze. "Coincidentally, so did I."

"Then you might be disappointed, Meowth won't like you."

Deng Zhibin's relaxed smile did not make Zhou Jiachen feel nervous, but burst with confidence, "I have confidence to outperform your ten years." ”

"Just give it a try."

"Okay" Zhou Jiachen didn't know that the man in front of him had already known about their relationship, and he was just testing him.

The so-called smile hides a knife, probably a serious smile with the corners of his mouth raised at the moment, but he has his own little abacus in his heart.

"What are you doing?"

As soon as Yi Miaomiao came out, she felt that the atmosphere was very strange, and when she saw the mysterious smile of the two face-to-face, she hesitated to pull out the stool and sit down.

"Learn"

"Playing Chess"

Zhou Jiachen smiled softly at Yi Miaomiao, and called the waiter elegantly.

"Hello, help me settle the bill. (in French)"

“……”

"Thank you for stopping by and see you next time (in French)"

The night in Marseille is very lively, colorful lights dot every corner, there are design shops of the forest women's department, there are colorful clay figure shops, Yi Miaomiao pulled Wanzhen to look at the storefronts one by one, and the two men followed boringly.

"It smells so good."

It is a small fresh style fragrance shop that sells colorful perfumes, scents and soaps.

There are both colorful perfumes and the oldest styles of cube vintage soaps.

The reason why there are so many people is because you can see the process of making soap by the shopkeeper.

Yi Miaomiao pulled Wanzhen into the crowd, and fresh soap in the shape of rice cakes was squeezed out of the machine, then cut into rectangles, and then carved patterns on them.

If you want, you can also make your own soap for the corresponding price, obviously not everyone is willing, most of them stop and look at it a few times and then leave.

Wan Zhen prefers perfume, and after a few glances, she turned around and smelled the perfume, Deng Zhibin and Zhou Jiachen stood next to her.

"Do you like it?"

"Hmm"

Yi Miaomiao looked at the soap in the hand of the handsome French guy intently, reluctant to leave, and eager to get it.

“……”

"OK, yes."

Zhou Jiachen on the side suddenly opened his mouth and exchanged a few words with the handsome guy, Yi Miaomiao guessed Zhou Jiachen's meaning with a few words he understood, and stared at his side face with surprise,

"Are you going to buy it for me?"

"Don't you like it?" Zhou Jiachen's domineering and doting tone.

“……”

"I like it too."

As soon as the words fell, Deng Zhibin on the left directly pulled away Yi Miaomiao, who had not had time to be moved, and hugged Zhou Jiachen's arm like a fan girl and looked at him, swaying from side to side.

"Hehe......"

“……”

The handsome guy who was making soap couldn't help but snicker while loading the patterned soap for customers, and even the eyes of the customers who had just entered the store were attracted by Deng Zhibin's funny actions.

"Uh-ahem......"

Zhou Jiachen awkwardly ripped off the hand holding his arm, glanced at the flattering Deng Zhibin indifferently, and still told the little handsome guy his name.

"Don't say I know you."

Yi Miaomiao, who was standing in place, stared at the smiling Deng Zhibin discriminately.

"It's good that I know you."

"Are you embarrassed to be a big man?"

Deng Zhibin stared at his soap and said, "Don't you know that there is a saying called thick skin and enough to eat?" ”

"Then do you know that there is a saying that people want faces, trees want bark!"

Deng Zhibin took the soap from the two of them and grimaced at Yi Miaomiao seriously, "So I'm thick-skinned!" ”

"You're shameless!"

"Don't be ashamed."

Zhou Jiachen, who has always been cold, listened to the conversation between the two quarrels, smiled lightly and touched Yi Miaomiao's head, and was very cute when he couldn't win Deng Zhibin and blushed, "......"

“……”

"Gone"

"Wanzhen, gone"

The gentleman's Zhou Jiachen also checked out the perfume selected by Wan Zhen by the way, and after going out, Wan Zhen kept pulling Yi Miaomiao and said that this was the first time she received a gift from an idol.

"We have to go, or we'll be late to get back."

After Yi Miaomiao stopped the taxi, Deng Zhibin said that he was going to catch a plane.

"Why didn't you tell me if you wanted to catch a plane?"

It's almost 11 o'clock now, and it's 1 o'clock when I return to the hotel where Deng Zhibin lives, and I have to catch the plane at 6 o'clock, Yi Miaomiao looked at Deng Zhibin who was smiling evilly.

Wan Zhen asked on the side, "Can't you change your ticket?" It's dangerous to go back so late!. ”

"It's fine." Deng Zhibin smiled and handed the gift box bag in his hand to Zhou Jiachen next to him, "I have colleagues to go back together, na, say Cao Cao Cao has arrived." After speaking, he glanced at the taxi that stopped behind him, looked at Yi Miaomiao, who was worried about him, Deng Zhibin frowned slightly, and then gently hugged Yi Miaomiao into his arms, "Don't worry about me, let's go, see you back home." ”

"Zhibin, let's go." A boy's head poked out of the car window and urged Deng Zhibin anxiously, "If you don't leave, you won't be able to catch up." ”

"Good"

I had agreed to meet often, but later I found that it was a luxury to meet each other.

Deng Zhibin, who left in a hurry because of the plane, once again reminded Yi Miaomiao of their past memories, looking at the night scene outside the car window, thinking of him, the memory hidden in the memory.