"All right." The chef went out of the private room.

Mo Qing and Gu Xiaoran are afraid that the other party will see that they have something on their mind. They try to eat as much as possible when they eat, so that the other party feels that they have a good appetite.

After a meal, both the taste and the atmosphere are very good.

Even Yu Jianmin, who didn't like western food, enjoyed it very much. Xiaohan directly propped himself up to the ground and slumped in his chair.

After ten hours on the plane, eating and playing, and coming out of al'endroit, Xiao Han was too sleepy to open his eyes.

Mo Qing let the driver send Lao Lao and Lao ye back to the hotel with Xiao Han.

Then they got on the train. Gu Xiaoran held Mo Qing's arm and put his head on his shoulder. Looking at the scenery outside Mo's window, he felt peaceful.

Mo Qing turned her head and looked at the happy little woman with half narrowed eyes, smiling slightly. She lowered her head and put her lips on her forehead.

The French girl in the car looked at them and couldn't express her admiration.

"He's charming." They speak in French.

"That's Moqing."

One of the most beautiful girls came up to them and boldly asked Mo Qing in French, "you are very handsome. I like you. Can I kiss you?"

Mo Qing is very gentlemanly smile, "this has to ask my wife."

The French girl looked at Gu Xiaoran and asked in French, "can I kiss him?"

Gu Xiaoran pick eyebrows, bully me, don't know French?

Unfortunately, although she didn't major in French, she did well.

Gu Xiaoran replied in grammar, "no, I don't like people touching my husband. My husband only belongs to me, whether it's my heart or my body."

The French girl drooped her shoulders. "What a pity." Then walk away and go back to her friends.

Gu Xiaoran raised his head, held Mo Qing's handsome face in both hands, turned his face around and faced himself, "people want to kiss you, but you don't refuse. What do you mean?"

"You will refuse."

"What if you don't refuse?"

"Then I'll let her kiss."

"You dare."

"You don't care, what else do I care?"

"Who said I didn't care? If you dare to let other women touch you, I'll take a brush and peel off the place where you have been touched by others. "

Mo Qing bowed his head and laughed. He liked her little bully.

"You haven't answered me yet." Gu Xiaoran raised his face again.

Mo Qing suddenly put her hand on the back of her head and gave her a hard kiss, which made Gu Xiaoran's face blush. Then she let go of her lips. Her forehead gently touched her forehead. She looked at her closely and said in a dumb voice, "only you can touch it."

"Remember what you say, don't forget it."

"Well, absolutely."

Gu Xiaoran shyly smile, slightly raised his face, in his lips kiss, "Ziyan, never leave me."

Mo Qing's body shocked, and the smile in her eyes stopped. Since she knew his name was mo Qing, she never called him Ziyan again.

"Promise me."

"Never leave, never."

Mo Qing slightly tilted her head and kissed her again, lingering and gentle.

After a long time, he let her go again, "why do you suddenly think of calling me Ziyan?"

"When I was three years old, I fell in love with a boy named Ziyan."

Mo Qing smiles, but her eyes sink.

The three-year-old doesn't know anything about love between men and women, but he is the first one to let her down. It's true.

reached her and put her on her lap, arms around her waist, and held her in her arms, cheek to her cheek, and looked at the Wutong tree beside two of the street.

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