"Wait, wait." Cen Yunong stopped Gu Shaoqin and fished out the map from his pocket, "Where does it say the market is?"
"Hmph, is it too late to look at the map now? Just follow me." Gu Shaoqin sneered and continued to stride forward.
Cen Yunong was unconvinced: "Humph, it sounds like you have been here before. Don't get lost later, and you will be embarrassed and conspicuous!"
Gu Shaoqin didn't say anything, but looked back at Cen Yunong. With just one look, Cen Yunong calmed down.
His eyes are extremely beautiful. Cen Yunong has always known that, but he didn't know that they were so beautiful. Against the backdrop of the azure blue of Northern Europe, which is like a pure gem color, his eyes are as black as black holes that can swallow everything, exuding
A cold and seductive light.
Cen Yunong felt that his breathing was not smooth, and he hurriedly looked away. His throat was hoarse and he could not say a word.
Gu Shaoqin continued to move forward with his family, and soon he heard the sound of people, and there were stalls and vendors setting up things everywhere.
Nordic markets are different from Chinese markets. Chinese markets mostly sell vegetables or seafood and meat, while Nordic markets mostly sell flowers or spices and fruits. There are colorful colors and sweetness everywhere.
Warm flavor.
The pink ones are poppies, the golden ones are tulips, and the purple ones are irises. In front of each stall, there are almost a few buckets of water with bunches of flowers. The beautiful flowers exude a charming sweet smell, which is similar to the ones in the spice shop.
The mysterious and deep flavors of spices complement each other, creating a wonderful new combination.
A Nordic girl wearing two braids and a red and white plaid apron is greeting customers in front of the shop, and the smell of freshly baked bread from the bakery makes people feel that life is really wonderful.
Got it!
Cen Yunong's mood almost soared, and she even whistled, which she was not good at at all. When she was extremely happy, she would whistle once or twice, but it was not in tune.
The moment she blew it, she suddenly realized that the last time she whistled was more than ten years ago. That time, Zhou Ziqiao took her to a temple fair.
At the temple fair, he bought her a lot of delicious and fun things, and the two brothers and sisters played happily all day. When they returned home, Cen Yunong was made to stand. Zhou Ziqiao secretly went to give her food, but saw
She was lying on the window whistling nonchalantly, the expression on her face was actually cheerful.
Unavoidably thinking of Zhou Ziqiao again, Cen Yunong's mood sank slightly, but before she could get over her sentiments, she was pulled forward by Xiaofeng.
"Mommy, hurry up, dad has found a place to sell clothes!"
Cen Yunong was pulled by his son, and he put all the sadness behind him. He followed Xiaofeng and ran over. Sure enough, he saw a clothes store hidden in a small alley.
The store is not big, but the decoration is very stylish. The walls are paved with red bricks, and there are cute handmade toys on the wooden shelves, ugly little dolls, clumsy tumblers, gorgeous masks, and various colorful hangings on the walls.
All kinds of clothes.
Cen Yunong took out a gorgeous mask and put it on. It was only half of the mask. It had a moon-white base and the slender phoenix eyes were inlaid with thin diamonds. Under the illumination of the light, it reflected a dazzling light.
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Cen Yunong was suddenly fascinated by such a gadget. Hidden under such a mask, only the mouth and half of the nose could be exposed. The mouth and nose are easy to disguise. When you are sad, as long as you don't expose it,
With your own eyes and tears, probably no one can read your mind.
"Mom, Mommy, look, does this hat look good?" Xiaofeng Xiaoling found a pointed scarecrow hat from somewhere and put it on her head to offer her treasure.
She knelt down and patted her two sons' tender faces: "They look good. My precious sons look good in anything they wear!"
Gu Shaoqin was talking to the boss sitting behind the counter in front of the counter, using a language she didn't understand at all.
She looked at him, not knowing that he could actually speak Swiss Mandarin. But such an ability was taken for granted by Gu Shaoqin. It seemed that from the beginning to now, there was nothing he couldn't do.
As if he felt that she was looking at him, Gu Shaoqin also turned his head slightly, his eyes as deep as glass swept over her body, and finally stopped on her face.
No, it's just her gorgeous mask.
She was stunned, and there was a slightly appreciative look in his eyes, which she had never seen before.
Maybe it's because this mask is so gorgeous, so gorgeous that it makes him forget that the person under the mask is the person he hates the most.
Gu Shaoqin suddenly stopped talking, pointed at her, and said something to the shop owner. Without saying a few words, he walked towards her.
Cen Yunong didn't know what he wanted to do, so she couldn't help but take a small step back. But the store was too small after all, so she took a step back and already reached the wall.
"Don't move." He leaned down, stretched out his long fingers, and helped her adjust the mask.
Cen Yunong held his breath and did not dare to move, because suddenly his slightly cold fingers slowly touched her cheek.
Such an intimate gesture was something he had never done before. Even when he was confused and infatuated in the car that time, he only expressed his passion with roughness, but he had never treated such a gentle gesture like this before.
She did.
"You, what do you want to do?" Cen Yunong asked stammering.
She was completely vulnerable to his powerful aura.
"Shh, don't talk. It's beautiful this way." His slender middle finger gently placed on her sensitive lips, stopping her chattering questions.
He turned around and continued to discuss something with the boss, and finally reached an agreement. Gu Shaoqin took out his gold card, which could not be emptied a hundred times, and swiped the card generously.
When they walked out with large piles of clothes, Cen Yunong was not in the mood to talk to the children for the first time. She held the mask in her hand. The gorgeous queen's mask.
Although she didn't understand Swiss, the part involving numbers was spoken in English.
She vaguely heard something like "r", which in Chinese means one million dollars.
She was a little scared, maybe this little mask cost him a million dollars.
Well, that’s too cheating!
She knew that Gu Shaoqin was rich, but even if he had money, he wouldn't spend it like this. In ancient times, she, Cen Yunong, was definitely the kind of vixen who brought disaster to the country and the people, and confused the monarch. In just a few days, what he bought her
That's over two million dollars.
Two million U.S. dollars, which would be more than 17 million U.S. dollars if converted into RMB! If it were converted into pork, Cen Yu would be so rich that he could eat it for several lifetimes!
Her hand holding the mask shook slightly. After thinking about it, she finally said to Gu Shaoqin: "How about we return this!"
Gu Shaoqin seemed to not recognize her: "Why go back?"
"It's too expensive. It's worth saving a little bit." Cen Yunong smiled.
"Who said this is expensive?" Gu Shaoqin raised his eyes and looked at her.
"Ah, wasn't it the one million US dollars you mentioned?" Cen Yunong was stunned.
Gu Shaoqin looked at her like he was looking at a monster: "It's only ten thousand US dollars. You can really think of one million US dollars."
"Huh. Just ten thousand US dollars, just ten thousand US dollars." Cen Yunong smiled, once again despising his messy English in his heart!
Suddenly, an overly hot sight once again aroused her alertness.
She looked around, searching among the crowd, trying to find the person who had been hiding in the dark and observing her secretly. After several such experiences, she was absolutely sure that she was being watched.
As for who he is, she still doesn't know. But she must find this person!
Otherwise, the experience of being secretly cared for would be very uncomfortable.