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It had been a long time since Song Haojun had such a feeling. It was impossible for him to travel with Han Tianning so easily in the country.

But here, people only expressed amazement at his appearance. There weren't many people who would come over to disturb his play with his little wife. Occasionally, there would be some people who politely asked for a photo.

Narrow alleys, small white houses, red or green or blue doors and windows, white church, white domed church by the seaside square, windmill, large blooms of flowers... This was the romantic place that countless lovers wanted to visit.

Han Tianning was in a good mood. She and Song Haojun, led by their steward, wandered to the Whitechapel of Micknos.

The afternoon sun shone brightly, and the Whitechapel was the most beautiful image of the Aegean Sea, set against the sea and the gulls.

Inside the church, other than the pure white, there was a clear blue color. Han Tianning was in a gorgeous mood with a smile and surprise on his face.

Song Haojun looked at her smile with rapt attention. It had been a long time since he had seen Han Tianning so happy and without worries.

He remembered that when she had just become his assistant, she would laugh carefreely every day. No matter how difficult it was, this sweet smile would never disappear.

However … When she married him, she became unhappy. Everyone was envious of her identity, but her smile grew fewer and fewer.

It was all because of her that she became so unhappy.

Tightly holding Han Tianning's hand in front of the steps to the church, Song Haojun looked at her innocent smile. He really wanted to swear an oath in church that he would cherish her smile for the rest of his life.

The two young men were full of energy. They ate a little lunch at the specialty restaurant and continued to wander around while holding up their umbrellas.

This time, it was not a small assistant who was holding an umbrella for a big star, but a handsome husband who was holding a parasol for his cute and petite wife.

Han Tianning kept the camera in hand as he constantly tapped it.

The streets here were clean and tidy, and no matter from what angle, they were beautiful.

She would secretly pretend to lift her hand, taking pictures of all the expressions on Song Haojun's face.

Their characters were slowly changing, but neither of them felt anything was amiss. There was only romantic warmth, drifting between the two of them.

As they neared dinner, they circled back to Little Venice.

The houses in the bay that were built near the water were washed by the pure white waves of the Aegean Sea into the corners. Along the shore, there were restaurants and bars, and outside, there were white umbrellas. The scenery was quiet and romantic.

They changed their itinerary and watched the sun set on the Miyake windmill.

The evening was beautiful. Song Haojun wrapped his arm around Han Tianning's waist and stood by the windmill, looking at the white houses that were bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun and the blue Aegean Sea where the white gulls were flying …

Han Tianning's face was filled with excitement as he watched the setting sun sink deeper and deeper into the sea. He couldn't help but sigh at the beauty of nature, as if he was being swallowed by the deep blue and golden waters of the ocean.

"The sun is gone." Suddenly, a very idiotic sentence rang in her ears.

"He was eaten by the sea." Han Tianning said with a smile.

"Very beautiful, very spectacular." Song Haojun hugged her from behind, smelling the fragrance of her hair as he closed his eyes.

He rarely paid such attention to the beauty around him.

In the past, he was always surrounded by work everyday. He had almost no time to pay attention to the mysterious, magnificent, and elegant beauty, let alone relax his mind and feel the romantic atmosphere.

The surroundings were filled with cheers and cheers, mixed with various other languages. However, it was obvious that they were admiring the beauty of the setting sun.

Some couples began to embrace and kiss, as if infected by Greek passion and romance.

Song Haojun just kissed Han Tianning's cheek, slowly pulling her down the mountain.

On the far shore, there were lights shining. In the deep blue sky and the sea, they were like beautiful gems of different colors.

The two of them enjoyed the seafood meal.

This time, Han Tianning came up with a theory on health care. Instead, he enjoyed his meal with Song Haojun, just like a little girl who had been brought out by her parents for a big meal.

"Lord Hao, look! There are so many beauties!" As Han Tianning ate, he watched as the golden-haired beauties, dressed in bikinis, returned from the sea and revealed their dresses. Under the table, they kicked Song Haojun's legs, letting him have a look.

"Yes, a very well-developed body." As Song Haojun ate the oysters, he was thinking about how to make Han Tianning take the initiative tonight. How could he have the mood to see other women?

Moreover, he was used to seeing female celebrities on all sorts of occasions and had long since lost interest in women. He only liked Han Tianning.

"Faster than me." Beneath the table, his leg was kicked with a slight force. Han Tianning was slightly dissatisfied with his stare of a blonde woman.

"& $&% $…" Several golden-haired beauties wearing bikinis with garlands around their necks had obviously seen this pretty boy from the East. They were passionate and generous, walking over to take a photo together and then asking to be kissed.

Song Haojun spoke a few words in a language she didn't understand, politely and gracefully.

Han Tianning didn't understand their conversation. Seeing them standing by Song Haojun's side, taking pictures, she smiled, thinking to herself that Song Haojun could bear to have other girls approach him.

When she saw that long wavy woman pouting and kissing Song Haojun's cheek, she became extremely shocked, realizing that her husband was about to be taken advantage of.

Immediately, he decisively stood up, leaned across the round table, and cupped Song Haojun's face as he declared to the passionate beauties with a smile on his face.

Song Haojun smiled as he spoke to the beauties. He was communicating with them in French.

On the Aegean side, although the official language is Greek, many people speak English and French.

The beauties looked at Han Tianning with strange expressions before they burst into laughter. Then, they waved their hands in a friendly manner and left in a gust of wind.

"What did you just say?" Seeing them smile at him strangely, Han Tianning retracted his hand and sat back down, staring at him warily.

What bird language was that? Was it French? Of course she knew the details of Song Haojun. He knew four different languages: English, Chinese, French, Russian, and even a bit of Spanish.

Unfortunately, these were all written in the information. She had only ever heard Song Haojun speak English before, and it was just like how a native of London spoke English. She had really never heard of any other language before.

"I said you're a tigress. I told them to be careful of Chinese martial arts." Song Haojun smiled, teasing her.

"How can you talk to a foreign friend like that? will affect the image of us Chinese girls! " Sure enough, Han Tianning became anxious as he complained. He then thought of something else as he muttered to himself, "You don't seem to hate being close to other women anymore."

"Isn't that a good thing? My panic attack was cured by you. " Song Haojun continued to tease her.

Han Tianning was so refined that his eyebrows creased and a complicated look flashed across his eyes.

He was happy that he was no longer afraid of the crowd. He was also worried that he would fall in love with other women.

If Song Haojun lost his obsession with cleanliness and strangeness, wouldn't he also accept other women? Furthermore … I can't seem to satisfy him in bed...

His clear and bright mood was a bit gloomy from this thought. When Han Tianning recalled that he had been among a group of women and didn't dislike their closeness at all, he felt a little uncomfortable.

He looked at Han Tianning. "Have you eaten your fill?"

"Let's go back!" Han Tianning looked around and discovered that so many women were eyeing Song Haojun with hostility. Feeling that it wasn't safe, she stretched out her hand to pick up the sunglasses hanging on her chest and put them on without saying a word.

With such a handsome face, it was better to just block them out. Don't let those beauties knock you out and drag you home …

Song Haojun couldn't hold back his laughter any longer. He reached out his hand to remove Hei Chao, stood up, and rubbed her hair that had been blown around by the night wind across the table, "Do you want me to become blind?"

Under the dim light of the night, it was only when he was walking with Hei Chao that he attracted the attention of the crowd.

Han Tianning pulled Song Haojun along and returned to his residence, closing the door behind him. He still felt that there were many women eyeing his husband with covetous eyes.

After he finished bathing, Han Tianning, wearing his pajamas and holding his blanket, stared blankly at Song Haojun's face.

Song Haojun was wearing only loose white pants, sitting cross-legged on the bed. He was giving her "homework" — — music scores.

Today, his mood was also very good. The moment he saw the setting sun, he sighed deeply, so his writing went very smoothly. Not long after, he finished with a 'shua shua' sound.

His lightness was more like a diary than a composition.

A genius in music was a genius after all.

Han Tianning saw his face turn serious while he was writing the score and his heart unconsciously beat faster.

When a man was serious, his charm was truly boundless.

"Alright." After drawing the stop talisman, Song Haojun handed the book to Han Tianning. This time, he used all of it in one go without even modifying it.

Han Tianning was currently looking at the score like a teacher checking his homework.

Though she hardly knew music.

"Are there any rewards?" Song Haojun walked over, smiling as he asked.

"Humph. Once for me." Han Tianning said as he handed the book over after a thorough examination.

She struggled to read the score, but if she could listen to the melody, she would easily distinguish if it was good or not.

Song Haojun smiled, without even looking at the book, he immediately humphed, "Chéri …"

He hummed the whole thing in a single word, in French. The melody and the magnetism of his voice were even more intoxicating than the night sky in the Aegean Sea.

Han Tianning couldn't help but close his eyes as he listened with his pious heart.

Such a velvety voice passed through her heart, soft, itchy, moving and affectionate, causing one's pores to open up.

"Is it nice?" After snorting, Song Haojun looked at her drunk face and asked.

Han Tianning opened his eyes and saw that the face in front of him had finally recovered from the wonderful voice that had surrounded him.