It was five days in Nim, and Mu Ru was busy drawing by himself in these five days. Draw well during the day. He had to continue the later process when he came back at night, so he also gave the Oriental ink aside.

Dongfang Mo couldn't help but sigh. He was purely looking for himself. When he went out in an inch of Mocheng, the woman had nothing to bring at first.

There is only her painting in her eyes, and there is no existence of his husband at all.

In these five days, Mu Ru ignored Dongfang Mo. Only when she was hungry or she needed some kind of painting tools, he thought of him.

Well, Dongfang Mo acknowledged that this was the second time he was so old -fashioned that he was so ignored. The first time was this woman. It was six years ago. When she and Zheng Yifan were about to get married

To stop her, she regards him completely.

Today, as her legal husband, he still ignores his existence as Dongfang Mo.

At that time, she was thinking of saving her, and Zheng Yifan, who cared about her to protect her. Now, she is thinking about her paintings and completely throw him out of the clouds.

However, Mu Ru ignored the existence of Oriental Mo, but other women did not ignore this handsome oriental man. Wherever Dongfang Mo went, almost all of them were gathered by the eyes of women around him, and there were ambiguous eyes at any time facing.

He shot over.

Unfortunately, he couldn't see other women in his eyes. He only saw the woman who was painting, and even the woman who was unknown for a few hours next to her.

For five days, Mu Ru finally finished painting Nim's monuments. She was relieved for a long time, and Dongfang Mo also vomited with a long breath.

After ten days of holiday, he stayed in Nim for five days, and the so -called honeymoon, but the empty room in Nim Oriental Mo, who had been in the empty room for five days, made him feel very aggrieved.

Where is this honeymoon? Do n’t the honeymoon be lingering with her, do you have to have me, but he ca n’t even touch her in the past five days?

In the evening, I went to a small restaurant for a meal. This is the resource that Dongfang Mo is looking for locals to find locals. It is said that this is the most ancient Roman dish in Nim. Generally, large hotels and large restaurants cannot make such authentic dishes.

Is it.

The taste is really different, but it is not the taste that Mu Ru likes, so she doesn't eat much, and Dongfang Mo doesn't like it very much.

Fortunately, this restaurant is not far from the hotel where they live. When I went back, Dongfang Mo took the initiative to use Mu Ru's hand. Mu Ru struggled a little bit, but he was helpless.

Holding his hands in his palm, so he couldn't get rid of it at all, so he could only go with him.

Nim's night is not quiet, especially the city center. The streets are still coming and going. Fortunately, it is Europe. France is a very romantic country.

The most ordinary and ordinary pair among lovers, but because of their appearance, they are chased by everyone's sight, so they seem to be extraordinary.

Mu Ru's eyes were a little embarrassed, especially those women's eyes. She clearly felt that many women looked at her eyes full of envy and jealousy.

So, she couldn't help complaining: "Dongfang Mo, what are you looking good to do?"
Chapter completed!