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The beautiful mother put her hands together to Mo Xiangwan and said, "Savadika!"

When Mo Xiangwan heard this, he knew that he was from Thailand, so he clasped his hands together, and replied, "Sawadika!"

The beautiful mother was very happy when she heard it, and said hello to Mo Xiangwan in English, and Mo Xiangwan replied a few words, the beautiful mother took out a map, and Mo Xiangwan leaned over to look at it. A well marked map of Provence. www>

The beautiful mother pointed to one of the places and asked Mo Xiangwan where this place was.

Mo Xiangwan didn't come out often, and seldom went far. He told the beautiful mother with a confused face that he didn't know this place because she was also a tourist. [

The beautiful mother nodded understandingly, and thanked Mo Xiangwan with a smile on her face.

Mo Xiangwan folded his palms together in return, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that Thai father was holding a newspaper, folded it into a square shape, used it as a fan, and fanned it when he came back, and facing Mo Xiangwan's side, there was a printed The man Mo Xiangwan missed very much.

Mo Xiangwan almost thought he had seen it!

She calmed down and asked the Thai father politely if she could borrow the newspaper.

The tall and handsome Thai man looked at the newspaper in his hand curiously, generously handed the newspaper to Mo Xiangwan, and said that if Mo Xiangwan wanted to read it, he could give it to her.

Mo Xiangwan took the newspaper, opened the small piece, and the complete photo appeared in front of his eyes.

It was a page of social news in a Thai newspaper. Yoh Kurosawa was dressed in black, standing on the street with a messy background, looking back.

Mo Xiangwan didn't know Thai, because he couldn't guess what the newspaper reported, but there was one thing that Mo Xiangwan found very strange.

Kurosawa Yao's eyes were very cold, not like the indifference that she didn't care about other people's affairs when she first met him in the past, but with a cruel coldness.

It was as if anyone would freeze to death as long as they were stared at by such gazes!

This, it's Kurosawa Yo, but it doesn't seem to be Kurosawa Yo!

Mo Xiangwan contradictoryly stroked the man in the newspaper whom he had missed for thousands of times. The two Thai tourists had already started riding their bicycles again and moved on with their lovely children.

When Jian Huan came out of the red-roofed house, Mo Xiangwan had already secretly kicked the newspaper into his pocket.

"Dangdangdangdang..." Jian Huan spun in a circle, and put the porcelain plate of fresh meat pancakes exuding an attractive aroma in front of Mo Xiangwan, "Isn't it amazing? This is my trophy."

Mo Xiangwan gave a thumbs up, "Admiration!"

Jian Huan pouted at Mo Xiangwan, "Taste how the pancakes taste!"

Because I just got the news from Kurosawa Yao, Mo Xiangwan felt indescribably happy at this meeting, and only felt that the smell of pancakes became more and more alluring.

She took a deep breath, picked up a pancake, and took a big bite.

The fresh aroma of the meat and the refreshing taste of the vegetables rushed into her mouth at the same time. [

It was so delicious that Mo Xiangwan almost swallowed his tongue!

"How is it?" Jane Huan asked.

Before Mo Xiangwan could speak, he quickly gave a thumbs up.

When Jian Huan saw that Mo Xiangwan was eating so happily, he didn't even want to talk to her, so he swallowed quickly, picked up one, took a big bite, and immediately sighed in a fuss, "It's so delicious. !"

Mo Xiangwan's mouth was swollen, and he imitated the slogan of the advertisement and said, "Eat more if it tastes good!"