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Seeing Huang Xiangyun, Zhu Rong was very pleasantly surprised.She was so busy running away just now that she didn't notice that the person who bumped into her was Huang Xiangyun.

The group of Vietnamese all turned their heads and looked at Huang Xiangyun murderously.Huang Xiangyun walked in front of them in a calm and unrestrained manner, suddenly struck out, and unceremoniously beat them with the steel whip in his hand.

Huang Xiangyun lacked due affection for the Vietnamese, so he attacked very harshly.All the people who stood in front of him were spared, they were all smoked half to death by him, and they fell to the ground and passed out.

After Huang Xiangyun knocked down the last one, he took Zhu Rong's hand and left.But she groaned and fainted in his arms.He frowned, so he had no choice but to pick her up, went to the alley, found a taxi, and went back to the hotel.

In the car, Huang Xiangyun called the girls and said that he had something to go back first, and asked them to play slowly and pay attention to safety.

Actually, the last sentence is redundant.In Europe, there are only a handful of people who dare to touch them... That's because those people are desperate to go crazy.Basically, that kind of possibility is unlikely, even if it is possible, it will not succeed.Those who protect them can go to sea.

Back at the private villa where everyone lived, Huang Xiangyun began to treat Zhu Rong.She was taken by a strange drug, like a drug, poison, or aphrodisiac. She didn't respond for a while, so Huang Xiangyun was a little confused.

He was giving her a massage, and at the same time used acupuncture to help her pull out the poison.Unexpectedly, she woke up suddenly, her eyes were frighteningly red, she tore off her veil and skirt, and threw him down.

If it wasn't for Huang Xiangyun's swift action to pull out those needles, she might have been injured.But this time it was good, she took advantage of the time when he pulled out the needle, and manipulated him so that he couldn't move.

Huang Xiangyun's clothes were torn off by her, before she had time to react, she let out a cry of pain, she was already combined with him, and went crazy...

It was the first time Huang Xiangyun had such a feeling, as if she was a vortex, or a cosmic black hole, sucking him into it, sinking infinitely!

When Zhu Rong went there for the first time, he exploded uncontrollably.In the end, the explosion was so fierce that he passed out!

When he woke up, except for the bright red color on the snow-white bed sheet and the ambiguous traces left by her, Huang Xiangyun saw no traces of Zhu Rong.

He already knew that it was Zhu Rong, because her appearance under the veil and her cheering voice made him sure... Unfortunately, she just left without a sound, unfortunately...

Huang Xiangyun got up and tidied up the room, and cut out the red flyer as a souvenir.He knew that women generally cared about their first time, so he reserved this piece of fabric for Zhu Rong. He believed that the two of them would have a chance to meet again in the future.

It was late at night and the girls hadn't come back yet.They had already called him and said that there was a classmate's reunion, and they all went to it.Because they were all classmates this time, they didn't bring anyone else with them, so they didn't bring Huang Xiangyun with them either.

Huang Xiangyun was also happy that they let him go, so that he would be free from the noise and chaos of that kind of party.

The mood was messy, Huang Xiangyun couldn't write, and couldn't sleep, so he had to go out for a walk.Walked out of the house, walked along the tree-lined road for a short distance, and arrived at a bustling street.

Paris is very lively at night, and the scenery seems to be more beautiful than in the daytime.It is not far from the famous left bank.He walked slowly along the street, strolling there.

The left bank is a general term for a geographical area, located on the left bank of the Seine River, Saint-Germain Avenue Montparnasse Avenue and Saint-Michel Avenue, a cultural sanctuary that concentrates cafes, bookstores, galleries, art galleries, and museums.The Seine River crosses Paris in a zigzag shape from east to west, and the city of Paris develops from the Ile de la Cité in the middle of the Seine River. The left bank gave birth to Paris.

From the 14th century AD, the residents on the Ile de la Cité gradually expanded to both sides of the river. Since King Charles V of France moved the royal palace to the Place du Louvre and the Château de Vincennes on the right bank, the center of political power has gradually moved to the right bank. , and then the commercial economy also flourished on the right bank.In addition to some sporadic residents, three universities were mainly built on the left bank: Thorburn University (later renamed the Paris Courtyard), Trilingual University (later renamed the French University), and the Four Nations College (later renamed the French College).Since the teachers and students of the college at that time had to learn Latin, and write and talk in Latin, this area was also called the Latin Quarter, which was the earliest area on the left bank, an area composed of intellectuals.

In the seventeenth century, Louis XIV moved to the Palace of Versailles, and the left bank became the only way to go from Paris to the Palace of Versailles. At this time, the left bank gained a golden age of rapid development.At that time, dignitaries and celebrities came here to build mansions, and gradually formed a middle-class community with cultural and intellectual circles as the mainstream, in sharp contrast to the power and economic center formed by the commercial street of the royal palace on the right bank.No wonder people jokingly say that "the right bank uses money, and the left bank uses brains".

Since the cultural and intellectual circles gathered on the left bank, various bookstores, publishing houses, small theaters, art galleries, museums, etc. were gradually established.Cafes and beer halls around this social atmosphere also emerged as the times require, becoming an important gathering place for intellectuals and cultural figures on the Left Bank.Starting from Avenue Saint-Michel, which is close to the left bank of the Seine River, the cafes and wines visited and gathered by cultural celebrities and sages are all over the blocks.

For more than 300 years, the coffee on the left bank has not only added sugar and milk, but also added the essence of literature, art and philosophy, adding a warm cultural care like hot coffee. "Left Bank" has thus become a cultural heritage, a symbol, a symbol, and a fashionable adjective.

When you walk into a cafe casually, you may accidentally sit on the chair where Hemingway sat, under the lamp that Sartre wrote, and by the window where Picasso stayed.

Around the oldest Saint-Germain Church, there is the earliest Flo Cafe (also known as "Flora Cafe"). This cafe and the Demag restaurant next to it are the famous philosopher Sartre and his lover Sea The place where Huangbowa spent almost every day.Sartre's quotations are still printed on the menu of the cafe: "The nerve of freedom is from the road of Flora...".The nearby "Rip's Beer Hall" is a place where André Fant and his French magazine writers meet regularly to discuss their writing experience, and it is also a place where Saint Laurent often sets foot.

If the right bank is condensed with luxurious and magnificent cultural symbols: Champs-Elysees Avenue, Congo Square, Eiffel Tower, Arc de Triomphe, Louvre, etc.; then, the left bank has an outstanding spiritual direction: Rodin Museum, Cluny Pavilion, mk2 art theater line, etc. wait.

Left bank, a paradise for writers and poets.However, walking on the left bank, in addition to always picking up the footprints left by celebrities, you can also step on all kinds of shit