Li Tingchen's slender and good-looking fingers pinched the small wooden stick, and the moment he touched the strings, the elegant and clear sound of the piano flew out in the crowd.

Li Tingchen, who is as elegant as a prince, wears a simple T-shirt but looks like an unrivaled king, and his eyes are looking at Zhao Yiyan who is excited to cry without any scruples.

The sound of the piano flowed slowly, and the little woman tried not to let herself cry on the spot, God, is this to test whether her heart can withstand stimulation?

"Wow! It's romantic! ”

The crowd kept making envious sounds, and there were many little girls holding their boyfriends' hands and complaining about their grievances.

Some foreigners also exclaimed when they saw the Chinese couple, not only because of the act itself, but also because the man playing the violin was enough to scream and envy.

Li Tingchen walked in front of Zhao Yiyan, as if the whole world had nothing to do with them, and at this moment they only had each other in their eyes, their tunes, and their moments.

Around, there is also applause exclusive to them.

"Oh my God, this man is so handsome! It's amazing! ”

"The violin is still playing so well, I'm so jealous of his wife!"

"Wouldn't they're married? It looks like both of them are so young! ”

"Yes, Chinese get married so early."

Burst!

When he heard the last sentence, Zhao Yiyan complained in his heart.

At the end of the song, the applause around him rang out wildly, and Li Tingchen took a curtain call with an elegant posture and returned the violin to the artist.

The audience clearly didn't intend to let them go like this, and someone shouted, "Kiss! ”

And then the call arose! Dozens of people shouted kiss in unison, Vancouver's style is already more bold and free, and kissing in public is also a common thing, but it is not easy to accept it on a traditional Chinese girl.

Zhao Yiyan looked at Li Tingchen with embarrassed eyebrows, begging for mercy, God, don't do it, although they are abroad, no one knows them, but this is ...... It seems a little unacceptable.

Li Tingchen understood the eyes of his little wife, walked over and straightened her shoulder, and then possessed her, a shallow kiss fell on her cheek, and took the opportunity to say in her ear, "The rest, I'll make it up to you when I go home." ”

Rumble!

Zhao Yiyan's face burned, fortunately no one could hear the second half of the sentence, otherwise she would have died of shame!

After the kiss, Li Tingchen smiled at the audience, and the smile of the Li family, who was fascinated by death, killed everyone in seconds, but someone took Zhao Yiyan's hand casually and continued to walk forward in a chic and luxurious manner.

The rest of the group is messy and is rampant.

After walking out of the crowd, Zhao Yiyan finally returned to his soul, "Tingchen, you even know how to play the violin?" ”

A certain president's back stiffened, and the little woman who finally returned to her soul actually said this in the first sentence?

Should he be happy or should he punish her lightly?

"In the future, you will find that my husband can not only play the violin, but also do a lot of things."

Li Tingchen's answer was unusually light, as if it was a matter of course that he would do everything.

But it's different in Zhao Yiyan's world, do the math, the man next to her is really amazing, even if he plays the piano, he can actually play the violin, just the instrument is the two most difficult, other convenience, I don't know how many surprises he has to give her.

Where did she marry a husband, she was simply married to an endless treasure.

When he walked to the end of Art Street, Zhao Yiyan's sharp eyes found that there was an ice cream shop on the corner, with a poster of Sophie Marceau hanging at the door of the store, and the ice cream model in the kitchen had a variety of different cartoon characters, which was particularly cute.

Zhao Yiyan licked his lips, the words of ice cream...... Hasn't the president ever eaten it?

Pulled the corner of a president's clothes, "Husband, I want to buy ice cream, okay?" ”

Li Tingchen saw the ice cream shop, "Want to eat?" ”

Zhao Yiyan nodded affirmatively, "Hmm!" Think! ”

Li Tingchen took out his wallet and gave it to her, "Okay." ”

His snack goods are finally back.

Looking at Zhao Yiyan who was communicating with the boss leisurely, Li Tingchen shook his head helplessly and walked over, looking at the shape of his lips, he knew that the boss was not speaking English, and her little wife seemed to be barely able to communicate in English in foreign languages, and she was not very good at French.

Zhao Yiyan was so depressed that he was going crazy, why is there a French shop in an English-speaking country, it's completely chicken and duck, I don't know what the other party is talking about, and the other party doesn't know what she's talking about.

I wanted to ask which ice cream tasted the sweetest and which flavored the lightest, but both of them fainted after dancing for a long time.

Li Tingchen walked over, fluently explained his wife's requirements in French, the boss smiled warmly at Li Tingchen, and then went to prepare.

Zhao Yiyan was speechless, "I didn't expect this to be a French ice cream shop......"

Li Tingchen touched her ponytail and said deliberately teasingly, "Well, the woman on the poster knows each other, right?" ”

"Know, Sophie Marceau, the famous French actress ......" seems to understand this, just now I was still thinking about why Sophie Marceau was hanging instead of Marilyn Monroe, uh, deserve to be ashamed!

Li Tingchen asked Zhao Yiyan to look at the sign above, "What are these letters?" ”

Forehead ......" in French. ”

A certain president was satisfied, "When you encounter such a restaurant, come to me directly, and I can be your translator." ”

Zhao Yiyan almost wanted to strangle the man in front of him! Why does he do anything! Even foreign languages are so many! God is not fair!

The owner made two flavors of ice cream, one double sweet...... Mrs. Pooh, one is the original Pooh......

Ahem, ahem! Zhao Yiyan was almost choked, boss, don't be so smart, okay, she didn't have the style of Mr. and Mrs. Pooh, just now I wanted to be a Mickey Mouse and a Donald Duck......

Li Tingchen was holding Pooh's ice cream, his expression was a little weird, "Wife, these two are a couple, right?" ”

Deliberately! He did it on purpose!

Zhao Yiyan smirked, "Uh...... Right...... A pair. ”

Very good, a certain president is quite satisfied, just now when exchanging tastes, he told the boss to make a couple of shapes, it seems that the French are still very reliable.

"The French gelato brand is based in Provence, has fewer than 20 branches across the country, and the owner must be professionally trained French, and all the signs are in French only."

Li Tingchen was very kind to help Zhao Yiyan popularize this small shop translated into Chinese called "Night Beauty".

Zhao Yiyan looked at the ice cream in his hand, and was instantly reluctant to eat it, and had an idea, "I want to take a photo and post it on Weibo!" ”

A certain president's face is green, Weibo?

The hand rummaged through the bag, and the tragic discovery that she didn't have a mobile phone with her!

Depend on! I didn't bring my phone with me when I went out! It's death! Look for trouble!

Zhao Yiyan looked at Li Tingchen heartbrokenly, "Husband, borrow my phone for me, don't shoot it again, I'm going to make it ......" The little woman with drooping eyebrows was cute like a child, Li Tingchen's heart moved, and he handed the phone over.

"Come on, let's shoot!"

A certain president's face darkened.

Zhao Yiyan forcibly put Li Tingchen's ice cream and his own together, and with a click, a couple of Poohs were left on the mobile phone screen.

"Cute, huh?"

"Hmm...... Lovely. When he said the last two words, Li Tingchen's expression twitched a little.

Zhao Yiyan's eyes were red, and he bit his lower lip and asked Li Tingchen, "It's better to ...... How about taking a group photo? ”

“……”

"Take a selfie, pick up the ice cream, hurry up, it's going to melt."

“……”

Zhao Yiyan took the initiative to get close to Li Tingchen and leaned the two ice creams together.

"Husband, you're too tall, a little lower, you can't shoot my face......"

“……”

"Haha, okay, look at the camera, 1...... 2…… 3！ ”

With a click, there was a pair of happy lovers wearing couple outfits with ice cream in the shape of Pooh and his wife on the mobile phone screen.

Zhao Yiyan looked at the phone screen with satisfaction, wow, her husband took pictures to look good! However, the smile is a little cold.

"Husband, do you have Weibo in your phone?" Zhao Yiyan flipped through his mobile phone page, why is there nothing? There are only a few professional English office software, entertainment newsletters and nothing to be found.

"Nope."

"Huh? Husband, you don't even play Weibo? Now everyone plays Weibo, and celebrities have Weibo accounts. ”

Li Tingchen glanced at Zhao Yiyan, "What do you want it to do?" ”

Zhao Yiyan's eyebrows fluttered and began to popularize the use of Weibo, "For example, you can post some photos, post some moods, or pay attention to current news, and there are many gossip topics to entertain......" Zhao Yiyan's voice was lowered as he spoke.

I don't think the president needs any of these features.

The president doesn't post photos, so he probably doesn't like to post his feelings, right? As for the news, it seems that the president's control over the news is more flexible than that of the Information Bureau, gossip or something...... The president will not pay attention even more.

Well, the president didn't have Weibo, she understood it 100 percent.

"So, does WeChat have it?"

There's got to be one, right? Otherwise, how could she post a picture of Mr. and Mrs. Pooh?

"Nope."

Zhao Yiyan finally gave up, in the world of presidents, all you need to contact the outside world is a phone book.

"Okay, okay, then let my husband enjoy it alone." Resigned to turning off the screen, the president's world seems to need her transformation.

Li Tingchen took the phone, the little woman's consciousness was good, but as soon as the conversation changed, she seemed to ask casually, "What is your Weibo?" ”

"Xiao Yanyan loves meat."

blurted out and regretted it instantly!

“……”

"This, hehe, the name I gave it a long time ago, I want to change it recently, hehe, hehe." It's over, the domineering side of a 100% pure foodie has leaked, and he has completely stopped eating in front of Li Tingchen.

"The ice cream is melting, let's eat it."

"Ah, it's going to melt!" Zhao Yiyan took a bite, it was full of sweetness, and the taste was very good, worthy of the food made by the romantic French.

A certain president's eyes flashed with a hint of cunning, he loves meat, which is very good.

Eating and chatting along the way, before I knew it, it was night, and Zhao Yiyan, who had eaten beautifully for a day, rubbed his round stomach and walked unhurriedly with Li Tingchen in the night.

Hold your arms and say a few words from time to time, and life will slow down.

"One face! Damn, no! It's really you! ”

A familiar voice suddenly came, Li Tingchen took the lead in turning around, and saw a figure walking not far away, his eyes narrowed slightly.