Marry first, love later: wife, don't divorce

Fang Xiao felt very strange. She passed by the Eiffel Tower when she was boating during the day, and she saw a lot of people at that time, and this restaurant is so famous, it should be the reason why there are so many customers, because there are only the two of them at this moment What?

The restaurant is obviously deserted because there are no other customers, but the layout of this restaurant is dreamlike, which just makes up for the lack of desertion.

As soon as the two of them arrived at the door, there was already a beautiful French hostess welcoming them. Fang Xiao took Dongfang Yunheng's arm and walked to the door. When he looked inside, he couldn't help being stunned immediately.

Each table is lit with a candle, and the lighted candles, shining in the dim light, are dazzlingly beautiful.

All of this made Fang Xiao feel even more unreal. She doubted whether she was asleep or awake at the moment, because she had never even dreamed of such a scene before.

As for the feet, it seems to be stepping on the clouds at this moment, and the steps are a little unrealistic, light and buoyant, as if Chang'e is flying to the moon fluttering in her formal clothes.

The waiter came over and gave them a seat by the window, which is undoubtedly the best viewing position in the entire restaurant, because there is an excellent view from this angle.

Looking far away, you can see the Louvre at night. The lights have already said that the Louvre is decorated as a city of lights. In the night, the Louvre is more solemn than in the daytime, but it adds a sense of romance to the solemnity. atmosphere.

Of course, the whole of Paris, this romantic city, has been shrouded in dazzling lights as night falls, and it is more prosperous than during the day.

The waiter poured them each a glass of wine. The dark red liquid was placed in an extremely transparent crystal glass, and it shone bewitchingly under the candlelight, like grape juice, alluring the eyes of those who came.

Fang Xiao looked at the wine in front of her with some melancholy. She usually doesn't drink, so it can almost be said that she can't drink. Now with a glass of wine, she is a little worried whether she will get drunk.

But Dongfang Yunheng is a drinker. Although he has been his life secretary for a short time, he knows how much he can drink, because he has been seen drinking with others in business activities more than once, and he has also been seen drinking whiskey with others. class of spirits.

Like the current wine, although the vintage is very high, the alcohol content is certainly not low, but for him, it is probably similar to drinking a drink, right?

Fang Xiao didn't want to let herself get drunk, because drunk people tend to lose control, and she didn't want to let herself lose control, especially in front of him.

The atmosphere tonight is gentle, yet too seductive, just like his people, who are gradually luring her into the dream he wove, and this dream is so beautiful that she is a little apprehensive and afraid.

She was afraid, really afraid, she was afraid that he would take away all the sobriety and self-knowledge she had kept.

While Fang Xiao was still hesitating and meditating in panic, the waiter added some drinks to her wine glass at this time, obviously lowered the alcohol content, and then added a sour plum into it. Floating and sinking in the red wine.

As soon as the waiter got the wine ready for her to evacuate, the waiter behind came up again. The appetizer served was a piece of smoked fish topped with tomatoes, which looked very appetizing, and Fang Xiao's stomach was on her When I saw this appetizer, I cried out very disappointingly.