It was obviously his domineering forced kiss, but she was blamed for moving around?

This Wei Zizhen's head is really from the outer space version...

Wei Zizhen skillfully changed the gauze for Lan Ruoqing. [】

Lan Ruoqing stared out the window in dismay, letting Wei Zizhen bandage her legs.

Soon the car arrived at the airport, and the secretary had already bought a ticket and waited there. They went directly to the first class from the VIP channel.

The first class cabin was packaged by Wei Zizhen, with very comfortable seats and a multi-functional activity area.

Wei Zizhen lowered his head and flipped through a business magazine. From time to time, a flight attendant came forward to serve. When he saw Wei Zizhen, he would smile happily, as if he saw a star.

Lan Ruoqing was quietly thinking about her thoughts. Provence was in the southeast of France. The last time she came to France, she only went to Paris. She was looking forward to looking back at the Meditation Peak. This time she waited for five years, but her heart hurt so much. When she saw Lin Chuchu, she knew that her dream had been broken.

And just when her dream was shattered, Wei Zizhen wanted to bring her to Provence, France again.

At dawn, they arrived in Provence.

Someone came to receive him enthusiastically. He was a middle-aged man who looked like an Italian, but he spoke more authentic Chinese. It seemed that Wei Zizhen had found a translation. He introduced himself as Lu Ci.

I only heard him introduce the general idea of ​​Provence to them in fluent Chinese: Provence is located in southern France. Since its birth, it has carefully kept its secrets. Until the arrival of the British Peter 26amp;238226;Mer, the veil of Provence's unique lifestyle has gradually been unveiled for a long time. In Mer's writing, "Provence" is no longer a simple regional name, but also represents a simple, worry-free, relaxed and lazy lifestyle, a leisurely mood of not being surprised by favors and disgraces, watching the flowers bloom and fall in front of the courtyard, staying and leaving without any intention, and following the clouds rolling and unwinding outside the sky. If traveling is to get rid of the shackles of life, Provence will make you forget everything.

The entire Provence region has unusual charm due to its great changes - the weather is shady, the warm wind is gentle, the sea breeze is wild, the terrain is ups and downs, the plains are vast, the peaks are steep, lonely canyons, desolate castles, winding mountains and lively metropolis are all interpreting all kinds of styles on this French land. Lavender blooms in the wind between July and August, and bright colors decorate the emerald green valleys. The slightly spicy fragrance is mixed with the fragrance of scorched grass, interweaving into the most unforgettable atmosphere in southern France.

An extended version of the RV had been waiting outside the airport for a long time. Lan Ruoqing looked at so many foreigners and traveling abroad was a normal thing for her.

But many things are different now.

Maybe it wasn't because of Wei Zizhen that she would never step into France again in her life.

Along the way, Wei Zizhen hugged Lan Ruoqing's shoulders tightly. Lan Ruoqing's upset heart suddenly became much calmer in this foreign land.

Through the mountains and wild, over the white limestone, it looks like the snow-capped Mount Fengdu even in summer, and through the large golden sunflower garden, it finally stopped in a piece of land with purple clouds.

Wei Zizhen pulled her out of the car, and the endless purple clouds steeped in the land, blooming under the blue sky and white clouds. The faint fragrance of lavender was thrilling, refreshing the heart.
Chapter completed!