I just drive and travel, and when I see good places, I stop and paint. This way I get a lot of inspiration.
When he learned that Moran was also studying painting, he invited Moran and asked her if she wanted to go sketching with them.
Moran saw that they were both male and female, so he agreed.
She will eventually embark on the path of painting, and she will learn a lot by sketching with them.
In the end, there were eleven people going with them.
Five women and six men.
They drove three cars, each of which was an off-road vehicle that could seat seven people. However, they had a lot of luggage, so the car was still a bit crowded.
Moran and his landlord's son, Peter, were riding in a car. There was also a woman in the car who was the same age as Moran, named Eva, who was Peter's girlfriend.
"Lan, are you Chinese?" Eva chatted with her in the car.
Moran smiled and said: "I am Chinese, born and raised in London."
"Then have you been to China?"
"Been there."
"I heard that it is a very mysterious country..."
Eva was very friendly and talkative. Chatting with her along the way, Moran felt that time passed very quickly.
After half a day's journey, they arrived at a small village. The scenery in the village was beautiful, and behind the village was a large forest.
They stopped the car near the forest.
"We'll stay here tonight. Come on, let's set up a tent first." Pete greeted them.
Moran and the others got out of the car, took out their luggage, and prepared to set up a tent.
At night, Eva and Peter will stay in a tent, and a couple will also stay in a tent.
Then there are three ladies and four gentlemen left.
Three ladies can sleep in one tent, and four gentlemen can sleep in two tents.
Unexpectedly, these French people are so open-minded. On the way, the other two women have already found men who can stay with them at night, leaving only Moran.
There are two left on the men's side, so a total of four tents are needed.
Moran had to live alone at night. It happened that she was not used to sleeping with others, so it was good to live alone.
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The sky is getting dark.
After setting up the tent, they lit a campfire and planned to cook a barbecue.
Moran sat by the fire, listening to them singing and dancing, while turning over roasted food.
"Hi, Lan." A man came over and greeted her.
Moran smiled: "Hi."
"Do you need help?" The man sat down next to her, his eyes shining warmly.
"I do not need it, thank you."
"Lan, are you Chinese?" Each of them liked to ask her this question.
Moran nodded: "I am Chinese, but I was born and raised in London."
"I like China very much. You are the most beautiful Chinese woman I have ever seen." The man praised her generously.
Moran's appearance is very small, and she also has a classical beauty, which is very attractive.
She also knew his intentions, but Moran was not disgusted.
It is the nature of the French to pursue romance and happiness.
If she doesn't like it, she can refuse it directly.
Moran stood up and said with a smile: "I'll go get some more food, sorry."
Seeing her leave, the man also knew that Moran had rejected him, so he didn't care and smiled openly.
After eating, it was completely dark.
After Moran washed up by the creek, he returned to the tent to rest.
She changed into her pajamas and lay down comfortably.
Others, however, have no plans to rest yet.
Some were playing the piano and singing, and some were painting with drawing boards.