In this foreign land of France, she was unfamiliar with the place, and Mu Jilian said whatever she said. She could only listen to him and let him relax his vigilance against her. It would be better to go out for a walk, and she could find opportunities and a

Contact the city.

"What are you thinking? You're absent-minded." He reached out and touched the hair on her forehead. Seeing her absent-minded look, he couldn't help but remind her.

She came to her senses and shook her head at him, "The people here all look different, I'm a little uncomfortable."

"What's the difference? It's not just two eyes, one nose, and the other mouth. Didn't the people on earth look like this?"

"It's true that this is true, but you see that their eyes are blue and green, and we are black, their skin is pure white, we are yellow, and their noses are so tall,

Our noses become smaller compared to theirs, and there are many different things."

"Pick the bones in the eggs." Mu Jilian intimately pinched her small nose, and her tone was full of pampering.

"No, this is different." She grimaced at him.

"Okay, what you said is right. If you are different, you will be different. When you get used to it, it will change."

He stepped back, gave in to her, and put his hand on the tip of his nose and pulled her up, and started running slowly from his original fast steps.

This season, although the morning wind in France is cold, its palms are warm.

The white doves in the square stood up one by one and flew above them, facing the blue sky and white clouds. It was a really good weather.

He wrapped her tightly, his palm facing her, as if he was expressing something silently.

"Where are you going to take me?"

She didn't exercise often, and even though he was running very slowly, she still started to get a little gasping after running for a while.

He stopped, smiled at her slightly, raised his eyebrows slightly, and a flower bloomed in the Buddha's name. She was a little stunned. This man looks better than a woman, why would God be so fond of him!

"Western tipofl'allée e des cygnes" he emphasized in a standard French manner, but unfortunately she could only understand it.

"What's western?" Ruozhen frowned slightly. She had never learned French and had watched several French movies before, but this did not mean anything at all. Listening to French was like listening to a heavenly book for her.

Mu Jilian smiled and said nothing at all. He just wanted to keep her appetite.

"I hate it, I bully me if I don't understand French, right?" Ruozhen angrily patted him a few times. The man's favorite thing was to bully her, just to make her anxious.

"Anyway, I won't sell you."

"If you dare to sell me, I will not let you go even if I die." She glared at him fiercely.

"Wow, it turns out that you love me so much that you will even get entangled even if you die."

Mu Jilian deliberately misunderstood her words, which made Ruozhen blush again, "Narcissism, prince's illness!" She pushed him and walked forward on her own.

He caught up with her, and the center of gravity held her hand, "It's big here, be careful to get lost."

Ruozhen curled her lips and didn't let him go. After all, she was not familiar with the place. If she was really lost and she couldn't speak French, it would be really a good thing.

"Then tell me wherever you want to take me. If you say that, I will forgive you."

Mu Jilian sighed and began to explain to her slowly, "Western tipofl’allé e des cygnes means the swan path to the west in Chinese."

"Swan?" She was attracted by these two words. She said that she loved the story of the ugly duckling turning into a swan since she was a child, and she always read it over and over again without getting tired of it.

"Yeah," he looked at her with a smirk, not telling her the truth about the swan.

"When you arrive, you will know that there is special beauty there." He emphasized the word "special" to her, and perhaps he was shocked when she arrived.

"So where are we now?"

Ruozhen looked at everything around her novelly. They were walking on a bridge now, which seemed to be different from that in China.

“the bridge of bir hakiem, Behachin Bridge.”

“What does this bridge mean?”

Mu Jilian shook her head. Although he had been here for more than ten years, he had hardly come to these scenic spots. He spent all his time working hard for his career. Today he put down his work and took her leisurely stroll.

It was really a luxury for him. The attractions he went to were also found on the computer last night. He just didn't do enough homework and didn't know the origin of the bridge.

"Okay, you won't know it." She glanced at him. Girls would understand these stories. This is the difference between girls' delicateness and men's roughness. The creator is really smart and has complementary advantages.

Take advantage of the best.

"After a few steps, we're here." He coughed a little awkwardly. He had something he didn't know about, and it was enough to mention farewell to his beloved woman.

"You mean the Swan Trail?" She was delighted and walked faster with his hand. She now especially wanted to see the swans, swans that the clown duck transformed into.

He was also infected by her mood, his lips raised and followed her steps.

only……

"Mu Jilian, you lied to me! There are no swans!" She looked around and didn't even see the shadow of wild ducks, let alone the white swans.

She examined his expression and finally saw something from her deep eyes. This man was playing with her!!! Fortunately, she was looking forward to it all the way.

"You really hate it!!!" She looked dissatisfied and didn't even care about the scenery on the road.

"When did I tell you there are swans here? I just translated the name, and you misunderstood it yourself."

He looked at her angry little face, so cute that he couldn't help but want to bite hard, "There were swans here. But we were in the wrong time, so we should say we appeared.

It was wrong. When the swan belonged to Louis XIV, it was an island a little further east than here. It has disappeared for a long time now."

While explaining, he pulled her westward. The green shade on both sides was very poetic and picturesque, especially on this morning, it further highlighted its artistic conception. This is a place where couples often come to.

"The statue in front is the Statue of Liberty?" Ruozhen finally saw something familiar and asked excitedly.

Mu Jilian nodded to her. The little woman's emotions came and went quickly. He was so tickle of love for her.

"Over the other side is the beautiful Pont Mirabeau bridge, and the cute mermaids. Have you seen it?"

She looked in the direction he said, and the cute mermaid stood up, as if she had entered the fairy tale world in an instant.

Just as she was imagining such a scene, she felt something flying rustling across her head. When she looked up, she saw a snow-white seagull, with a strong figure and adorable appearance.

"A day passed, a year passed, and the passing time and love had not come back. The Seine River still flowed under the beautiful wave bridge."

She looked at Mu Jilian strangely. Is this man now going to be literary?

"It's quite literary!" She laughed and teased him. She really couldn't tell that the thunderous and decisive Mu Jilian actually had literary and artistic times.

"Don't get me wrong. This is one of the poems by ume apollinaire. I just think this artistic conception just fits it, so I said it. It seems that you women all like this literary and artistic man. Judging from your admirational look just now, you are almost ready to go.

Drinking." He laughed at her with no effort, and said as he leaned into her ear again, and said ambiguously, "But, I like it."

Ruozhen looked at his smiling face that was slapping, and almost couldn't help but slap him.

"It's really annoying when you can change this narcissistic problem!!!"

"Women are all right and wrong. Generally speaking, hate means like it. But you reacted so fiercely just now and emphasized hating. In fact, you like it in your heart, just say it just so hard! If you like it, just say it. I won't laugh at you, after all, like me

It’s hard for a golden man to not like it.”

Ruozhen opened her mouth slightly, unable to refute it. She was too lazy to argue with him anymore, and only a silent sentence was left in her heart. Narcissism is a disease and needs to be cured.

She admired the beautiful scenery around her, and her eyes were almost unable to see it. She was led by him and she didn't have to worry about where he would take her to go. It was as if she had trusted herself to him, and she felt very safe at this moment.

I haven't felt this kind of security for a long time. In this strange city, she only knew him, so she might have added a little bit of trust in him. I felt that the place he took her to would not be messy.

They walked under the shade of green, the fresh smell of grass and trees was refreshing, and the air in the morning was very good. Although it was a little cold, there was a large warmer next to her, just next to him, which was just right for warmth. At the corner of the shade was a dessert shop.

She could see beautifully made pastries from outside the glass window.

French pastries are famous in the world. If you can try this dessert made by the local pastry chef... Oh, just thinking about it makes me feel so happy.

Mu Jilian didn't notice her eyes lit up somewhere, but she stopped.

He felt something was wrong with the little woman and stopped. He looked at the dessert cottage and glanced at her again, knowing what he thought, but he, a big man, was really not interested in this thing.

"Let's go in and have a look." She climbed his arm with both hands and begged.

The watery eyes are the most soft-hearted. They pushed the door open and went in after Ruozhen was reluctant to let it go.

As soon as the door was opened, a milky smell came to her nose, which not only smelled good, but also evoked the greed in her stomach. The decoration of the dessert house was also very dreamy, with pink everywhere~~feelings, very French

Romantic elements.

The owner of this shop is a French woman in her 40s with fair skin and a very good voice. Except for the small folds on her eyes when she smiles, she really can't tell that she is already a mother of two children.

.

"What are you going to eat?"

After a few simple conversations with the shop owner, Mu Jilian turned around and asked her.

Ruozhen looked at the exquisite pastries placed one by one, and the appearance was very touching. She couldn't make up for a moment. Suddenly, she thought of the rich milky aroma when she first came in, and some pastries must have been released.

"I want the one we smelled when we first entered the door."

"You know what it is?"

Ruozhen shook her head. If she knew, she would use it to him. Oh, it was not right. This place was not in City A, so she still wanted to translate it.

Mu Jilian smiled helplessly at her and communicated with the shop owner in fluent French.

The shop owner realized clearly, took the tray, opened the glass window, and clamped out a few round and flat-shaped pastries, which were different from other beautifully made desserts.

Ruozhen was obviously a little disappointed. No matter how disappointed she was, it might not be bad. Although this was not so good, it smelled very fragrant. This was the first time she smelled such a fragrant dessert!
To be continued...