1127. The Affair of the Sons and Daughters of the Huangfu Family 79
Han Yunuo's eyes were a little uncomfortable, and then he spoke forcefully, "Who is following you? I'm also going to the Louvre."
"Oh." Song Wan dragged out a long ending.
Han Yunnuo was obviously furious and walked straight forward, throwing Song Wan far away.
Song Wan just stood there, leaning on a railing by the road, pretending to casually appreciate the scenery on the street.
As expected, Song Wan was secretly happy.
When he raised his eyes, he looked at Han Yunuo who had returned in surprise, "Aren't you going to the Louvre?"
"Why don't you leave?" Han Yunuo frowned and looked at Song Wan.
Didn't she say she was going to the Louvre? Why didn't she leave?
Song Wan was a little strange, what exactly was he causing trouble? He had been dodging from the moment he got off the plane to now.
It’s not like I’m ashamed of myself, but why don’t I even dare to look at myself?
"Oh, I'm tired. Let's go after a while." Song Wan found a random reason.
Han Yunnuo stared at Song Wan blankly for a long time before holding back a sentence, which almost made Song Wan laugh to death.
"I don't know which way to go."
Seeing Song Wan's unpretentious smile, Han Yunuo's mood suddenly became brighter when he should have been upset.
It’s not necessarily a bad feeling to have your mood controlled by others.
"Han Yunnuo, can you be more of an idiot? If you don't know the way, why don't you ask passers-by? Why did you come back to find me? I haven't been there, and I don't know the way." After laughing enough, Song Wan teased.
Han Yunuo said nothing, with a gloomy handsome face, and took Song Wan's hand to take a taxi.
Who is stupid enough to walk to the Louvre like Song Wan did?
Song Wan struggled weakly, but unexpectedly, the more he struggled, the tighter Han Yunuo's grip became, and he simply gave up the struggle.
The smile on her lips widened, and Song Wan let him put her into the taxi.
Sitting here, Han Yunuo didn't notice at all that he was still holding Song Wan's hand.
Song Wan rolled his eyes, wondering if he should adopt the strategy Huangfu Yi used against Huangfuning and make Han Yunuo his own as soon as possible.
In this way, even if he tried to escape, it seemed like he couldn't escape.
In that case, I would have a lot of time to train him and let him slowly discover his own heart.
The palms of her hands were slightly tight, and the feeling of being wrapped in his strong palms was a warmth that Song Wan had never felt before except for her parents' care.
In front of the Louvre, the two of them stopped and stood.
Looking from a distance, the woman is petite and has a charming face, while the man is handsome and has handsome features.
At noon, the sun shone straight down, falling on the two people, dragging a little shadow behind them.
Song Wan looked down, smiled, and drew a heart on the shadow with her hand.
When Han Yunuo caught a glimpse, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he smiled happily.
The camera freezes, framing the two people inside.
Thousands of kilometers away in City A, four people were sitting together, looking at the photos sent back by Song Wan with great interest, grinning from ear to ear.
At that time, Qian Dingzhu and Wan asked them to take some photos and come back. Unexpectedly, they actually took them, and it was such a surprise.
So much so that even Song Gang and Han Shaoqi, who have always liked to challenge others, stared at the photos with bright eyes.
"Song Gang, your daughter looks pretty good." Han Shaoqi looked at the handsome man and talented woman in the photo and said to Song Gang with a smile.
Song Gang accepted it unceremoniously, "Of course, it doesn't matter whose genes you inherit."