Lan Ruoqing suddenly pushed him away and said, "Wei Zizhen, I'm hungry!"

She said it was weak.【26nbsp;】

Wei Zizhen looked at her angrily. This woman always looked for such a bad reason!

Wei Zizhen said domineeringly, "No, you are fooling around! The sandwich you just ate on the plane in the morning!"

As he said that, he made another deep kiss. He didn't know what was wrong with him now. He actually liked her clean kiss and clear eyes so much.

Although there is always sadness written there.

But I just like it, I can't tell what it feels like.

He smiled a little self-deprecatingly. Compared to those porn stars, he should have played with her for a longer time.

Lan Ruoqing suddenly asked Wei Zizhen stubbornly, "Do you think those purple lavenders can wait for love?"

Waiting for love is a difficult thing in itself.

Wei Zizhen suddenly smiled evilly and said playfully, "Lan Ruoqing, you are not in love with me, right?"

He always felt that he could only possess her body, and her mind seemed like a wild horse that was difficult to tame and was never under his control. He wanted to conquer her body and her heart, and it seemed that that was a perfect conquest.

Lan Ruoqing glanced at him, "Narcissist!"

At this time, the translator politely stepped forward and interrupted, "The steak and red wine are ready for you. Please follow me!"

Wei Zizhen glared at Lan Ruoqing, "Greedy girl, let's go!"

Lan Ruoqing glanced at him, "If you don't eat, you are an alien."

Wei Zizhen said funny, "I'll be full if I eat you."

Lan Ruoqing turned her head and ignored him, and she couldn't communicate with him.

Wei Zizhen's wide palm tightly held Lan Ruoqing's hand in the palm of his palm.

The air around you is floating in the fragrance of lavender, which is amazingly beautiful.

Such pure purple blooms in the countryside, opening up romantic symbols in the summer wind, like the quietest thoughts and sweetest melancholy, as if the warm and sad feeling of hiding in the heart of the loved one but never being able to hold his hands.

Not long after they walked, they came to the beautiful town where exquisite bottles were placed on the round solid wood tables, filled with fine olive oil.

"Here, the best quality olive oil is for appreciation," the guide introduced it seriously.

After entering the restaurant that was booked in advance, the open-air log table had Chinese and Western dishes, freshly squeezed juice, bread, cheese, fruit, red wine and desserts. The sunlight revealed spots of gold from the cypress leaves. The wind was gentle and the birds were whispering. The eyes were full of pure and beautiful purple, and the breath was full of sweetness. It seemed like entering a romantic fairy tale kingdom.

The beauty here made Lan Ruoqing temporarily let go of her sadness. In fact, she was a girl who loved to laugh very much. Her life was smooth and beautiful. It seemed that all this had changed now. She needed to carry all the burdens by herself.

The meal tasted very good, and with such a beautiful environment, after eating it.

The guide took them to many surrounding attractions. French buildings and the walls are covered with flowers that climb the walls, as if every place is full of tranquility and comfort.

The sea here is also particularly beautiful.

Lan Ruoqing suddenly said to the guide, "Do you have sketch paper and crayons?"

The guide said humorously, "Does Miss want to draw?"

Soon, paper and crayons were prepared for her.

Wei Zizhen was staring at the sea in a daze, standing there with a long back, and rarely seeing him in such a quiet and quiet distance. Lan Ruoqing from afar only saw a perfect side face.

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ps3a saw a message asking if the legend about lavender was true. There is indeed such a legend in Provence. In fact, just like Nuwa in China, it was the same, with a mythical color.
Chapter completed!