In front of an old house in Zhihe New Village, Wang Mo pointed to the corridor covered with advertising paper and said to Zhao Qian behind him: "Hey, it's this."

"The house is so broken!"

Zhao Qian frowned, turned around and looked around, and then relaxed her eyebrows happily: "But the environment is pretty good, quiet!"

"Most of the houses that can be rented to homestays and homestays are in such old communities."

Wang Mo said as he signaled her to walk forward, and said as he walked, "I have chosen a long time. This kind of bed and breakfast is more comfortable than a hotel, making it easier for us to travel in the next few days."

"Well! It's mainly close to the subway station!"

After Zhao Qian said that, she looked at Wang Mo who was carrying the suitcase and asked again: "Do you need my help?"

"Oh, no need!" Wang Mo waved his hand and walked up the corridor with his suitcase.

On the third floor, in the narrow corridor, Wang Mo compared the password screenshots on his mobile phone to unlock the door.

The moment he pushed open the security door, Zhao Qian was a little timid and inexplicably became a little nervous.

"Come in!" Wang Mo put down his suitcase and said to Zhao Qian behind him.

"Yes!" After biting his thin lip, Zhao Qian walked into the house and took the security door with her.

This is a two-bedroom and one-living room B&B with a kitchen and bathroom. The balcony is very large and opposite is the Qinhuai River.

The balcony is in the main bedroom room, with washing machine and storage lockers.

The locker was stuffed with disposable toiletries, toothpaste and toothbrushes, towels and slippers. But Wang Mo brought all these things and didn't plan to do laundry and cook here.

The master bedroom is large, with a wrought iron bed, sofa, coffee table, and an LCD TV hanging on the wall opposite.

Disproportionate to the spaciousness of the master bedroom, it is the smallest part of the living room. There is a dining table, and even a chair cannot be placed around the dining table.

The second bedroom opposite the main bedroom is not very spacious, with a small bed and a table, and the range of activities is less than three square meters.

After dragging Zhao Qian's suitcase into the master bedroom, Wang Mo looked around and said to her: "I've seen it when you sleep in this room. The door lock is good and can be locked."

He nodded with his lips and Zhao Qian began to clean up, opened his suitcase, and took out the clothes and skin care products he was going to wear in the past few days.

"How did you arrange this afternoon?" Zhao Qian asked while sorting out the items.

"Didn't you say it just now? Let's go to 'Laomen East' later."

Wang Mo said as he ran to the room opposite and got a note book.

That was a travel plan that Wang Mo had prepared for two months.

In the past two months, he has almost guided all the tourist attractions around Nanjing. Whether it is the recommendations in classic travel notes or the check-in places for Internet celebrities, he has made records in detail, screened them one by one, and repeatedly pondered them...

Looking at the arrangement in the books, Wang Mo walked behind Zhao Qian and said to her: "According to the plan, we will go to Laomendong first, then to the Pioneer Bookstore, and then go back to Confucius Temple to visit the night market..."

"What are you eating?" Zhao Qian asked again.

“Western food, steak!”

Wang Mo said and explained to her: "Because it was afternoon, it would be more comfortable to sit in the coffee shop."

Zhao Qian heard the words in her hand, thought for a while, nodded and said, "Yes! I haven't happened to eat that thing! Hahaha."

With a smile, Zhao Qian stood up again and pushed Wang Mo: "You go out, I want to change my clothes."

"Oh, oh...!"

Wang Mo quickly avoided, sat in front of the dining table in the living room for a while, and then went to the bathroom to wash his face.

"Are we going to bring something?" Zhao Qian asked when she opened the door.

Wang Mo saw Zhao Qian change into blue suspenders and a white T-shirt, and even more matched with him.

"It should be enough to bring a parasol." Wang Mo said, looking at Zhao Qian and then said, "If you don't know what you wear, you think we are wearing couple outfits."

"Hahaha, but I really brought a set of couple outfits." Zhao Qian said as she took two dark yellow T-shirts and handed them to Wang Mo.

"This is the L size, you should be able to wear it!"

"ah!"

Wang Mo was a little surprised, took the T-shirt and looked at it, his eyes were astonished: "Dickies? It's very expensive!"

"It's okay!" Zhao Qian said, tiptoing, and whispering with her lips: "The mountain village is...!"

"I see!"

Wang Mo smiled relievedly and shook his clothes, but he couldn't see what the difference was from the genuine one.

"But..., I really rarely wear such patterns. The big trademark on my chest is quite strange. If I wear it, I will definitely be ugly!"

"Hahaha, how is that possible?"

Zhao Qian looked at these two clothes for a long time before placing an order. She said that they were copycats, but she just wanted Wang Mo to be less concerned.

During the period when he was about to make a living, whenever Zhao Qian said she wanted to buy something, Wang Mo would transfer money to her, for fear that her, a student party, would go bankrupt.

However, it is really difficult to buy these two clothes, and it is her monthly living expenses!

Wang Mo, for this time I can spend all my money.

Looking at Wang Mo in front of you, Zhao Qian felt a little dazed. Is it that so beautiful moment he imagined?

So, what do you see me look like?

...

When I went out, it was already 2:30 in the afternoon. The sun was still fierce and the heat waves were churning on the road.

Zhao Qian held up a sun umbrella, put on sunglasses, and walked out of the community side by side with Wang Mo.

Laomendong is an important part of the Qinhuai scenery of Confucius Temple. It is contrary to the Ming city wall and has a strong sense of history.

Take a photo in front of the iconic door sign and see the snack bar next to the road. The two of them didn’t eat at noon. At this moment, they saw the snack and the greedy worms in their stomachs began to get restless!

"Princess, do you eat this?" Wang Mo stopped in front of a snack shop with a strong smoky smell. He suddenly asked Zhao Qian beside him.

"Didn't you say, go for Western food?" Zhao Qian looked forward, then looked around, but did not see any Western restaurant.

"Just just snack, taste it." Wang Mo said, looking at the time on his phone, and asked her again: "Do you want to have a regular meal now?"

Zhao Qian shook her head, smiled at Wang Mo and said, "Actually, I prefer to taste snacks, hahaha."

Later, I bought glutinous rice cakes and pearl meatballs and ate them while walking, but the more I ate them, the more I became more and more enjoyable.

Passing by a Western fast food restaurant, Zhao Qian suddenly pointed to the hall and said to Wang Mo: "This restaurant has a burger!"

"If you want to eat, just go in!" Wang Mo said, holding Zhao Qian's hand, and without thinking, he took her in.

The decoration style in the Western restaurant is very retro, from the table and chair decoration to the vase and porcelain exhibition, it seems like you have entered the Antique Museum.

There were many foreign guests in the restaurant, talking foreign languages. However, the waiter was a young Chinese man, carrying the diners in the dining plate and asked the two of them gentlemanly what they needed.

After searching for a long time in the menu with bright color pictures, Zhao Qian took a fancy to a large burger set, giving French fries and chicken wings.

"I'll eat this!" Zhao Qian pointed at Gu Pu, looked up at the waiter with her head raised.

"Okay!" After recording, the waiter leaned over and asked, "Would you like to drink something?"

"Milk tea!" Zhao Qian said casually: "Is there any ice?"

"Some!" He wrote and painted the meal book, and the waiter turned his attention to Wang Mo: "Sir, what do you want to order!"

Wang Mo was not that picky, so he ordered something casually and returned the meal to the waiter.

After the waiter left, Zhao Qian suddenly stomped her feet excitedly and said, "Did you see it? The tattoo on this little brother's neck is so handsome!"

Wang Mo also noticed the tattoo, but he was not very understanding. Why did he tattoo a water grass on his neck? The copywriting. Moreover, he couldn't understand what was worth praising!

"See it! It's quite unique!" Wang Mo gave a neutral evaluation.

Zhao Qian slapped her phone on the table, suddenly raised her eyes and looked at Wang Mo and asked, "Hey? Do you have a tattoo?"

Wang Mo was stunned for a moment, thought for a while before asking Zhao Qian: "What do you understand people? Just like me, it looks very traditional! How can I get a tattoo?"

"Well, you look quite calm and gentle!" Zhao Qian said.

"So, people like me won't get tattooed with that thing at a glance, right?"

Zhao Qian nodded directly, looked back at the noisy foreigner behind her, and suddenly asked Wang Mo again: "What do you think I have a tattoo?"

"You may not!"

Wang Mo looked at Zhao Qian and said, "I think you are likely to do such a thing!"

"Hahaha" Zhao Qiang laughed and pointed to her clavicle: "I plan to tattoo my family here when I'm going to get married."

"It's pretty good!" Wang Mo nodded.

"But I heard that tattoos hurt so much, I'm a little scared!"

"I don't know! But you can draw a fake one, and you can wash it off when you don't want it."

...

While talking, the waiter brought the meal with the plate and placed it in front of him, which was amazed.

"Wow!" Looking at the burger that was several high, Zhao Qian rubbed her hands excitedly: "It looks so good! I want to take a photo..."

"Do you want me to take a photo for you?" Wang Mo asked.

After thinking about it, Zhao Qian handed the phone to Wang Mo and put a scissors hand in front of the meal.

Click to scratch…

Later, Zhao Qian sent this photo to her best friend, seducing Zhang Meimei and said, "Ah~! How could there be such a delicious and top-quality product in the world~!"

"Hmph! Damn girl, I'll beat you to death!" Zhang Meimei said, attaching a pounding emoticon package.

Looking at Zhao Qian giggling at her phone, Wang Mo couldn't help but be curious, took a bite of the hamburger and asked her, "What's the matter so happy to laugh?"

"Oh! Nothing!"

Zhao Qian put down her cell phone, held the fries with her fingers and put them in her mouth.
Chapter completed!