The two of them were walking hand in hand, and when they passed a miscellaneous noodle shop, they saw Xiaoming eating happily inside.
Xiaoming raised his head, noodles still hanging from the corners of his mouth: "Hey, what a coincidence."
Wang Bingbing quietly wanted to take her hand back, but found that Brother Xiaobao wouldn't let go: "I've seen the look in his eyes a long time ago. There's no need to hide it, right Xiaoming."
The manager quietly moved his eyes from the hands held by the two to his face: "Director Qin, why can't I understand what you are saying?"
Qin Xiaobao stretched out his index finger and tapped it a few times: "Look."
"Hehe!" Xiaoming smiled: "Want to eat noodles? The food here tastes good."
"Okay, please order two bowls." Qin Xiaobao opened his mouth and pointed to the place inside. Wang Bingbing understood and followed.
After a while, the only sound of scratching could be heard on the table.
"By the way," Qin Xiaobao took the paper bag: "Here, here is a gift for you."
"Oh, scarf, thank you, Director Qin," Xiaoming glanced at it and wanted to take it out and put it on, but saw that one red and one black scarf had been hung around the necks of the two of them, like a couple's scarf, so he put it back:
"Would you like to go to Houhai later? There are many folk musicians performing there."
"Is it too late?" Qin Xiaobao looked at the time.
"Why don't you go and take a look? There's nothing wrong with tomorrow anyway." Wang Bingbing didn't care.
Seeing that the young lady had no objection, he didn't say anything: "Is the past far away?"
"It's only a few kilometers, and there are fewer cars at night. We'll be there in ten minutes."
"Then go take a look."
After quickly eating a simple late-night snack, the three of them got in the car again. By the time they returned to the hotel, it was already past three o'clock.
Qin Xiaobao was lying on the bed, obviously very sleepy but unable to sleep, because suddenly, he had a girlfriend who lived downstairs.
Wang Bingbing is so beautiful and cute. From today on, she can be kissed, hugged and held high. It makes me happy just thinking about it.
Sure enough, the fertile water cannot flow to other people's fields.
Wang Bingbing was not much better. She was rolling around in her arms and started to giggle, which finally convinced Brother Xiaobao.
Just like that, when the two met in the morning the next day, they saw each other looking like they were awake and had dark circles under their eyes, so they naturally understood what had happened.
When they came back last night, the two secretly made an appointment to visit the National Palace Museum today.
But for two people who have just established a relationship, they can't wait to be together all the time. They can't stay in the same room and chat endlessly. In this way, they will definitely not be in good spirits.
So, don’t send WeChat messages and sleep well.
As for whether I slept well or not, the dark circles under my eyes said it all.
On the way there, Xiaoming also repeatedly told him not to take off his mask or hat, don't cause trouble, don't be too intimate, and call him anytime if you have anything to do. He would also go into the scenic spot, but he wouldn't follow him all the time to make others uncomfortable.
The two of them have no objections to this. They are just sweet and sweet. When you and I are having sex, it will definitely be inconvenient if there is someone next to us.
After getting the tickets and putting on the smart commentary headphones, Xiaoming took a special look at the costumes.
The weather is gradually getting warmer in the south, but it is still very cold in the north. Although the sun is shining, it is only a few degrees. The key point is that the wind is strong and it is unbearable.
The attire of coat, mask, sunglasses, and hat is not particularly unusual. If you are not particularly familiar with the person, you may not be able to recognize it standing in front of you.
After preparations were completed, the young couple followed the crowd and entered through the Meridian Gate, officially starting their tour of the Forbidden City.
"Brother Xiaobao, have you been here before?" Wang Bingbing held his arm and raised her head and asked.
Qin Xiaobao shook his head: "I have been to Beijing several times, but every time I am in a hurry and rushing to schedule, I have always wanted to come, but I heard that it would take at least half a day to actually go shopping. I don't have this time."
"Yeah! I remember coming here once when I was a kid, but I don't have much memory." Wang Bingbing reached out and touched the tall pillar: "We didn't have headphones back then, so we just watched the excitement."
Qin Xiaobao smiled and pointed to the tour group wearing Little Red Riding Hood in front of them: "If you follow them, you can listen to them for free."
"Hahahaha." Wang Bingbing was also happy: "That's so unkind."
"Anyway, it's just a duck, and a group of ducks won't take much effort. It's the same explanation." Qin Xiaobao moved forward, was pulled back, and his arm was patted a few times: "I forgot what Xiaoming said.
Let’s keep a low profile, you know?”
"Oh!" Qin Xiaobao nodded and tried to rush again, but was pulled back again.
It was a silly little game. The two of them had a lot of fun playing it, and it felt like they were in love.
It took more than an hour to go through the Meridian Gate, Wuying Hall, Cultural Store, Taihe Gate, and the surrounding buildings. Looking at the map on the guide, I only walked less than a fifth of it.
It was the first time Qin Xiaobao came in, and everything felt new. This was the palace, where the emperor used to live. He was just a commoner. In ancient times, he could only take a look at it from a distance, just like going to Zhongnanhai now.
Simple buildings, inscriptions with traces of time, stone lions that witnessed the emperor's early dynasty...
Everything feels very novel and interesting.
Watching the Qing palace drama on TV, I almost didn't care about the scenery, but after experiencing the miracle, I felt it was so majestic, majestic, and inexplicably exciting.
The same is true for Wang Bingbing, like Grandma Liu who entered the Grand View Garden and found everything she saw strange.
Especially when they arrived at the Hall of Supreme Harmony, they, like many tourists, were stopped outside and not allowed to enter. They could only take a look through the open door.
"Wow, this is where the emperor works." Wang Bingbing sighed.
Qin Xiaobao was amused: "It's okay to go to work."
"How about calling it a conference room?" Wang Bingbing narrowed her eyes.
"As long as you are happy, you can call it whatever you want, but you are right. Going to court is just a meeting." Qin Xiaobao pointed behind him: "It was not easy for those ministers back then. They came from all over Beijing to attend the meeting.
, no wonder you have to come out of the house in the middle of the night."
"Wouldn't you be tired if you do this every day?" Wang Bingbing said.
"Morning court is not held every day. If there is such a fuss every day, the body will not be able to bear it."
"Oh, I understand." Wang Bingbing turned her head and looked at the dragon chair in the Hall of Supreme Harmony: "I really want to sit on it, why not open it?"
"Look at how many tourists there are. If it's open to the public, it won't take more than a month for the dragon chair to be wrapped." Qin Xiaobao said, giving her a kiss and pulling her out of the way to get rid of the children running by: "People here
There are too many, but you can’t see much, so find another place.”
"Okay, I'll listen to you."
The two of them walked around and arrived at an unknown place. They saw a group of people leaning on the windows and watching. After getting closer, they realized that this was the concubine's wing. After looking at each other and smiling, they also stuck their butts out like
It was like a voyeur, covering his eyes with his hands, looking inside.
"It seems, it's not as luxurious as I imagined!" Wang Bingbing found an adjective: "The room is not big, with a wooden bed and a dusty gray color. Did noble concubines live in places like this before?"
"Why, you still want to be like a star-rated hotel? It depends on the time. At that time, these were good things." Qin Xiaobao actually felt that it was completely different from the ones on TV: "Besides, there are not many furnishings inside.
Got some feeling."
"It's better to live in modern times!" Wang Bingbing lost interest and returned to the patio to help Qin Xiaobao dust off his shoulders: "I'm hungry."
"Okay, I'll call Xiaoming." Qin Xiaobao took out his mobile phone.
The agent had done his homework in advance and knew that food was sold inside, but not the food in the scenic area, so he prepared in advance in the morning and brought some simple food.
The two parties made an appointment to meet at a place, finished their food quickly, and continued shopping.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, we arrived at the Royal Garden.
As soon as you entered the door, you saw the signature plant, Lian Libai. After taking a picture in front of it, you entered the interior of the Royal Garden.
After a tour, I can only sigh,
Wow...nothing to see!
Except for the rockery, not to mention the flowers, not even a single green leaf could be seen. It was completely different from imagining the imperial garden with all the flowers.
"This..." Obviously, Wang Bingbing didn't expect it: "Is it the Royal Garden?"
"I guess we came at the wrong time. When spring comes, it may be very beautiful." Qin Xiaobao was not sure.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
While walking, an accident happened again. I don’t know when, they passed through a city gate and suddenly found that they had left the museum. If they wanted to turn around again, they were not allowed to enter. The trip to the Forbidden City was forcibly interrupted. (This is me.
My real experience when I went there for the first time was that the exit was not obvious and then I wasn’t allowed in.)
The two of them looked at the door behind them in vain, and could only shake their heads, called Xiaoming, and then waited outside.
"Fortunately, after listening to my advice, I didn't wear leather shoes, and my feet would definitely be in trouble." Wang Bingbing sat there, rubbing her ankles.
Qin Xiaobao patted his knee: "Put it up and I'll rub it for you."
"Really!" Wang Bingbing happily raised her foot and put it on it: "Brother Xiaobao is so good!"
"What does it smell like?" Qin Xiaobao sniffed while rubbing it.
"You dare to say that I hit you!" Wang Bingbing said angrily, "My feet are smelly, so don't talk nonsense."
She raised her little fist angrily.
"I didn't say anything." Qin Xiaobao innocently said, "I said fragrance, you misunderstood."
"Sure?"
"Quite sure, Xiaobaozi, you continue!"
"twitter!"
From a distance, Xiaoming was looking for the two of them. Seeing this youthful and beautiful scene, he unconsciously put on an uncle's smile.