They looked at each other and smiled, and the cars drove towards the airport. When they arrived in Bali, the weather was already slightly brighter and the rain was falling sparsely, with an upsetting drag.

The local tour guide said regretfully: "It would be just right if you came in October, and the weather is not very good now."

Ye Nianmo and Ding Yiyi looked at each other and smiled. Their hands had never left since getting off the plane, and even the rain outside the window looked sweet.

The alleys in Bali are very narrow, and there are many courtyards similar to those of the ancestral temple around them. Due to the rain, there are many fewer people on the street, and the two of them are walking on the road with their hands clasped hands.

The Yuhua, who was lace up with slippers, wet their clothes. Ding Yiyi's eyes suddenly lit up. She took Ye Nianmo's hand and ran to a specialty clothing store.

As soon as the store manager saw the two, he enthusiastically took out two sets of special couple clothes and said, "I see, you are newly married couples who have just gotten married. They come out to play when it rains."

The two looked at each other and smiled. No one exposed it. They automatically changed into couple's clothes. In front of the mirror, Ding Yiyi circled around him, muttering, "It seems that something is wrong."

Ye Nianmo stood quietly and let her look at her, with a smile on her eyes, "I have it!" Ding Yiyi screamed excitedly, she tiptoed to reach his hair.

Ye Nianmo obediently lowered her head and let her little palm tweak it on her head.

After a while, Ding Yiyi clapped her hands and nodded with satisfaction, "This is a bit like traveling!"

His originally meticulous hair was rubbed in a mess, and his bangs were slightly lowered to cover his eyebrows, but they could not cover his tenderness.

The two of them came out of the store. The sky was bright and there were more pedestrians on the road. Ding Yiyi ran around the alley, holding muffins in her hands, and looking at the fried noodles on the stall again.

At the fried noodles stall, two gypsy were slamming a drum against the wall, playing and singing and humming something.

The fragrant fried noodles came up, and Ding Yiyi burped when she ate it, and there was still a lot left on the plate. She held up the fork and looked at him pitifully.

"Who told you to eat so much all the time?" Ye Nianmo glanced at her.

Ding Yiyi was embarrassed to swallow the fried noodles in her mouth and said, "This is my first time going abroad."

She felt a little embarrassed, so she lowered her head and ate a big bite of noodles, chewing it hard, and suddenly her wrist was grabbed. Ye Nianmo's body leaned forward slightly, grabbed her arm and raised it in her direction, and ate the fried noodles on her fork in her posture.

"I've eaten it." Ding Yiyi said dazedly with her fork, then burped. Ye Nianmo elegantly took the fried noodles plate in front of her and began to concentrate on helping her eliminate her unfinished temptation.

After drinking and eating, half of the time had passed, the sky was still gloomy and the rain was not small at all.

Ding Yiyi remembered that she had watched a beach in Bali on TV called Jimbalan, and she excitedly asked to go there to see it.

Ye Nianmo naturally had no objection. He put down his money clip to pay the bill, and naturally stood up and took her hand. She lowered her head and watched the rain on the floor gather into trickles. Suddenly, a sound of piercing the rain came from the front, "From now, I will take you to see the world."

In one sentence, she still couldn't help herself after she arrived at the beach. The two of them held umbrellas. Although they held hands, there was still an arm distance between them.
Chapter completed!