Chapter 207 What does it have to do with what I said about my hand, the hand didn't promise you!
Half an hour later.
Su Yuan drove the RV around for half a circle before finding a parking spot.
I am not familiar with this place, so there are really few parking spaces in Romantic Country.
And you can't park indiscriminately. Being fined is a trivial matter. The key is that the two people don't understand each other.
Jiang Yuqing's French and English skills are only so-so, and she can communicate with a few simple spoken words.
Got out of the car.
Jiang Yuqing looked at Su Yuan who looked like a doormat and took the initiative to hold Su Yuan's hand, comforting her affectionately: "You get older easily if you get angry in the morning. Didn't you find a parking space?"
"I'm not angry with you." Su Yuan put his hand inside his woolen sleeve, touched Jiang Yuqing's head, and sighed softly: "If I had known better, I wouldn't be greedy. It would be better to take the subway..."
"Huh, you won't say that tonight." Jiang Yuqing pinched his waist with a smile and asked, "Don't worry, I will take you to have an authentic romantic breakfast."
In a breakfast shop five kilometers near Charles de Gaulle International Airport.
Because of the language barrier.
When ordering, I could only ask Jiang Yuqing to translate, but just look at the menu above.
Su Yuan's appetite is not very big.
In the end, I followed the pattern and ordered the same breakfast as Jiang Yuqing.
Croissants, a baguette, chocolate sauce, soft-boiled eggs and a cup of coffee...
The two found a corner to sit and have breakfast together.
Jiang Yuqing saw that he was not in a good state and asked in a low voice: "Why don't you eat?"
"I don't have much appetite." Su Yuan held his right cheek with one hand, yawned, and said, "I still like to drink the porridge you cooked."
Jiang Yuqing picked up a French stick and dipped it in the soft-boiled eggs and handed it to Su Yuan's mouth. She said with a doting look on her face: "Let's make do with it. How can we not have breakfast? Let's go to the supermarket to buy some ingredients after shopping in the afternoon. I'll
I’ll cook porridge for you in the RV.”
"Okay." Su Yuan opened his mouth and took a bite of the French stick. The taste was just average.
It’s not to the point where I can’t eat anymore.
He is still used to Chinese breakfast.
A bowl of noodles or a bowl of porridge is fine.
And breakfast in romantic countries is basically a little sweet.
After breakfast, Su Yuan felt completely tired.
Ten minutes later.
Su Yuan left the breakfast shop with Jiang Yuqing in his arms, his face full of unhappiness.
Back in the car.
Jiang Yuqing found it a little funny.
Su Yuan, who has always been fearless, was actually depressed by a romantic breakfast.
"Is it that bad?" Jiang Yuqing took Su Yuan's hand and put it on her stockings to scrub them, while looking at him with a smile on her pretty face.
"It's not that it tastes bad, it tastes pretty good." Su Yuan nodded, licked his lips, and said frustratedly: "It's just too sweet."
Jiang Yuqing reached over and kissed Su Yuan on the lips, and said with a smile: "Don't be depressed, you won't be happy if I have black silk for you to touch."
"It's boring." Su Yuan looked back in disinterest.
He said no.
However, his hand seemed to be placed under Jiang Yuqing's knee very carefully.
Jiang Yuqing lowered her eyebrows and smiled, then simply stretched out her left leg.
This is also the advantage of RVs.
There is not much obstruction from the main and passenger seats.
A few minutes later.
"Are you ready?" Jiang Yuqing retracted her left leg and adjusted the stockings that had fallen off her heels and the slightly rolled skirt with her little hands. There were still red spots on the white and tender thigh skin. She opened the small mirror in a panic and looked at it.
Looking at his own face, he said angrily: "Is this what you said is boring?"
Su Yuan chuckled: "What my mouth says has nothing to do with my hands, my hands didn't agree to it!"
"Huh?" Jiang Yuqing's eyes became dangerous, she closed the mirror, folded her hands on her chest, and looked calm and confident.
"Let's go, my husband will take you flying." Su Yuan fastened his seat belt under Jiang Yuqing's angry eyes, selected the navigation target of the Louvre Museum, and started to start the RV.
Seeing that he knew how to be humble, Jiang Yuqing put on her seatbelt obediently and clicked on her phone to look at the guides for several attractions she wanted to visit today.
One hour later.
The RV arrived at the parking lot near the Louvre Museum.
This time, Su Yuan didn't worry about parking anymore.
October happens to be the off-season for tourism in the romantic country.
In addition, today is a working day, so there are not many people on the road, and there are many office workers passing by in a hurry.
After getting off the car.
Su Yuan could clearly feel Jiang Yuqing shivering a little due to the cold wind.
She could still be a little tougher just now when there was a heater in the RV.
She was originally a weak woman.
Today, the weather in Pakistan is 5℃, so she only wears two pieces and still wears a skirt on her lower body.
The typical thing is to be beautiful, not warm.
When they were halfway out of the parking lot, Su Yuan squeezed Jiang Yuqing's cold little hand and said reprovingly: "I don't know how to wear thicker clothes and expose a little of my thighs. I really don't know what's good or bad."
"It was quite warm in the car just now." Jiang Yuqing muttered softly.
But seeing Su Yuan's gentle and worried eyes, her heart warmed.
It seems better to be colder.
At least the wood around her would still pamper her.
"Put it on when you're done, and I'll send you the heating." Su Yuan helped her tie the scarf tighter, and pulled her to speed up her pace: "I'll take care of the video shooting later."
"Yes." Jiang Yuqing, whose pretty face was wrapped in a towel, smiled sweetly, held his warm hand, and followed his pace.
The weather was sunny all the way, with white clouds dotting the blue sky. As they approached, they saw a magnificent building with hundreds of years of history.
The Louvre Square is bustling with tourists, and the white clouds in the sky reflect the glass pyramid designed by I.M. Pei, which is dotted among the 800-year-old palace buildings of the Louvre.
"Take pictures?" Su Yuan pulled Jiang Yuqing to the glass pyramid and stopped here like other tourists to take pictures.
"Yeah." Jiang Yuqing nodded. It had always been her habit to be led by Su Yuan. She was not very good at making decisions outside.
It's enough for Su Yuan to take the initiative to speak.
This is how most couples get along. When going out, there must be someone who is the instigator of various topics.
It's generally dominated by boys.
Click!
After the two took a photo with a selfie stick, Jiang Yuqing looked at the effect on the photo, smiled even more happily, and suggested: "Let's take a personal photo alone."
"Yeah." Su Yuan didn't think much, picked up the camera and walked away to take a picture of Jiang Yuqing.
Jiang Yuqing also followed the same pattern and took a picture of him.
Then Jiang Yuqing took a young Romantic lady and took a full-body photo of the two of them from a distance.
Seeing Jiang Yuqing and the beautiful woman whispering, Su Yuan was confused.
The two still communicated in French.
If only he could understand a little bit of English.
A few minutes later.
Su Yuan took Jiang Yuqing's arm and went to the ticket booth of the Louvre to buy tickets. He couldn't help but asked curiously: "Honey, what did the French woman talk to you about?"
"I compliment you on how handsome you are." Jiang Yuqing muttered in a sour voice, "She also asked us if we were here for tourism. At first, she thought we were international students..."
