And it is the flight that the boss is going to take.
OK, go?
Life is ups and downs, happy, sad, and emotional changes are in progress at any time.
Xiao Aniu shouted excitedly on the spot.
Even though he had provoked many eyes that looked at him like a lunatic, he would not take it to his heart at all.
Hei Jieming has already boarded the plane.
He walked fast and pretended not to recognize Xiao Aniu.
What is this shameful stupid bull called?
I would have known that I would not have given him my passport and air ticket.
..
A long flight journey.
Xiao Aniu has never returned to France once, and is as excited as this time.
He couldn't calm down for a moment. He walked around the cabin several times and was elegantly persuaded by the beautiful stewardess to return to his seat.
He couldn't walk around, so he could only talk and chatter at the boss who was resting with his eyes closed.
"BOSS, you actually prepared two air tickets from the beginning, right? But why did you have my passport?"
Hei Jieming lowered the seat flat, turned his back to Xiao Aniu.
Don't answer, ignore it.
"BOSS, don't tease Xiao Aniu like this in the future, okay? It's very scary. I just thought you were going to leave by yourself and left me. That feeling is so terrible. Oh my god, I almost lost it.
Tears.”
Hei Jieming's failure to speak can't affect Xiao Aniu's endless desire to talk, "But fortunately, you didn't be cruel to Xiao Aniu to the end. Huhu, it's great. We are flying to France to see my wife.
It's kid."
Hei Jieming sat up all of a sudden and raised his hand, "Miss, please come over with a pair of earplugs, thank you."
..
Louvre.
On the wall closer to the inside, there was a painting hanging, with golden sunflowers, clustered into groups, brilliant and proud.
Painters are not famous.
The paintings may not necessarily be the kind of brushwork that the mainstream likes.
But it attracted the attention of an oriental girl in a black short skirt.
She stayed directly opposite the painting for a long time. When everyone was marveling in front of several world-renowned paintings such as "Mona Lisa's Smile", she was swayed by the big sunflower
Attracted, squinted, and saw in a daze.
Her black hair draped over her shoulders was like a black brocade. Whenever she moved, there would always be a stream of light passing through her hair.
Straight legs, even and slender, and thin high heels, have become more elegant in the legs.
In the romantic capital, her existence is even more dazzling than the paintings on the walls.
Of course, there were always a constant stream of men who came over to meet her and wanted to meet her.
Every time, the girl refuses, does not name, does not call, and does not speak much.
Monroe stood around the corner, looking at the oriental girl, and maintained a scrutiny and observation posture.
An hour later, and amazement gradually emerged in Monroe's eyes.
Very few oriental women are as attractive as the girl who is watching paintings intently. After changing several angles, he did not find any flaws.
Gradually, Monroe's eyes showed obsession.
He is a romantic French man.
Extremely picky.
He never had any experience of proactively chatting with women, but this time, he knew very well that if he hesitated, he would pass by this girl who was so beautiful that she could almost only find in fairy tales.