Demon brother, don't be too ruthless!

In this foreign land of France, where she is not familiar with, Mu Jilian can do whatever she wants.She had to listen to him, and let him relax his vigilance towards her.It's good to go out for a walk, she can find an opportunity to contact City A by the way.

"What are you thinking? I'm out of my mind." He reached out and stroked the hair on her forehead, and seeing her absent-minded look, he couldn't help reminding her aloud.

She came back to her senses and shook her head at him, "Everyone here looks different, I'm not used to it."

"What's the difference? There are two eyes, one nose, and one mouth. Isn't that what people on Earth look like?"

"That's true, but look, their eyes are blue and green, and we are black, and their complexion is pure white, and we are yellowish, and their noses are so tall, Our noses are smaller than theirs, and there are many differences."

"To pick the bones." Mu Jilian pinched the tip of her small nose intimately, her tone full of indulgence.

"No way, it's just different." She made faces at him.

"Okay, what you said is right, it will be different if it is different, and it will become the same after you get used to it."

He stepped back, let her go, put the hand on the tip of his nose and put down the hand that was holding her up, and started to run slowly from the original fast pace.

This season, although the morning wind in France is cold, his palm is warm.

The white pigeons on the square got up one by one and flew over the sky where they were running, against the blue sky and white clouds, it was really a good day.

He wrapped her tightly, palms facing hers, as if expressing something wordlessly.

"Where are you taking me?"

She doesn't exercise very often, even though he has been running very slowly, she still starts to feel a little short of breath after running for a while.

He stopped and smiled at her, the corners of his eyebrows raised slightly, as if a flower had bloomed, she was a little stunned.This man is even more beautiful than women, how could God favor him so much!

"Western tipofl'allé e des cygnes" he emphasized in standard French, but it's a pity that she didn't understand it.

"Western what?" Ruozhen frowned slightly. She had never learned French, and at most she had watched a few French movies before, but this didn't explain anything at all. Listening to French was like listening to heavenly scriptures to her.

Mu Jilian smiled at her anxious expression and said nothing.He just wanted to whet her appetite.

"I hate it, just bully me for not knowing French, right!?" Ruozhen patted him angrily a few times, this man's favorite thing to do is to bully her, just to make her anxious.

"I won't sell you anyway."

"If you dare to sell me, I will never let you go." She glared at him fiercely.

"Wow, it turns out that you love me so much that you even want to pester me after death."

Mu Jilian intentionally misunderstood her words, causing Ruozhen to blush again, "Narcissism, prince's disease!" She pushed him and walked forward on her own.

He caught up and grabbed her hand, "This place is very big, be careful not to get lost."

Ruozhen curled her lips, but didn't let him go. After all, she was unfamiliar with the place. If she really got lost, and she couldn't speak French, it would be a disaster.

"Then quickly tell me where you want to take me. If you tell me, I will forgive you."

Mu Jilian sighed, and began to explain to her slowly, "western tipofl'allé e des cygnes means the swan path in the west in Chinese."

"Swan?" She was attracted by these two words. She said that she loved the story of the ugly duckling turning into a swan since she was a child, and she always read it over and over again tirelessly.

"Well," he looked at her with a smirk, without telling her the truth about the swan.

"You will know the special beauty there when you arrive." He emphasized the word "special" to her, and he might be surprised when she arrived.

"Then where are we now?"

Ruozhen looked at everything around her curiously. They were walking on a bridge, which seemed to be different from the ones in China.

"the bridge of bir hakiem, the bridge of bir hakiem."

"What's the point of this bridge?"

Mu Jilian shook her head. Although he has stayed here for more than ten years, he seldom comes to these scenic spots.He spent all his time working hard on his career. It was really a luxury for him to let go of work today and take her for a leisurely stroll.The scenic spots these couples went to were also temporarily checked out by him on the computer last night, but he didn't do enough homework, and he didn't know the origin of the bridge.

"Well, it looks like you don't know." She glanced at him. Girls will understand these stories. This is the difference between the delicacy of girls and the roughness of men. The creator is really smart and complements each other. Take it to the extreme.

"Go down a few steps, and we'll be there." He coughed a few times in embarrassment, he was almighty and there were things he didn't know, let alone in front of the woman he loved, it would be embarrassing enough.

"You mean the swan trail?" She was overjoyed, and took his hand to walk faster. Now she really wanted to see those swans, the swans in the form of the clown duck.

He was also infected by her mood, his character's lips rose, and he followed her footsteps.

only……

"Mu Jilian, you lied to me! There are no swans!" She looked around and couldn't even see a wild duck, let alone a white swan.

She examined his expression, and finally saw something from her deep eyes, this man was playing tricks on her! ! !Fortunately, she still looked forward to the journey.

"You're so annoying!!!" She looked dissatisfied, and she didn't even bother to look at the scenery on the road.

"When did I tell you that there are swans here? I just translated the name. You misunderstood it yourself."

He looked at her puffy little face, it was so cute, he couldn't help but wanted to take a bite, "There used to be swans here. But we came at the wrong time, it should be said that we appeared The time is wrong, when the swan belonged to Louis XIV, on an island a little further east than here. It has disappeared for a long time by now."

As he explained, he dragged her to the west. The green shade on both sides was very poetic, especially in this morning, it highlighted its artistic conception. This is a resort that couples often come to.

"The statue in front is the Statue of Liberty?" Ruozhen finally saw something familiar and asked excitedly.

Mu Jilian nodded to her, this little woman's emotions come and go quickly, he really loves her so much.

"The opposite is the Pont Mirabeau bridge, and the lovely mermaid. Have you seen it?"

She looked in the direction he said, and the lovely mermaid stood upright, as if she had entered the world of fairy tales all at once.

As she was imagining such a scene, she felt something rustle past the top.When I looked up, I saw a snow-white seagull, with a fit and lovely figure.

"One day passed, one year passed, the lost time and love have not come back, and the Seine still flows under the Mirabourau bridge."

She looked at Mu Jilian strangely, this man is now a fan of literature and art?

"It's quite literary!" She laughed and teased him, she really couldn't see that Mu Jilian, who was vigorous and resolute, had a time for literature and art.

"Don't get me wrong, this is one of Guillaume Apollinaire's poems. I just thought that the artistic conception just fits, so I said it. It seems that you women like this kind of literary man. Seeing your adoring eyes just now, you are almost I'm drooling." He smiled at her spare no effort, and leaned into her ear as he spoke, vaguely saying, "But, I like it."

Ruozhen looked at his smug smiling face, and almost couldn't hold back from slapping him.

"When can you change this narcissism, it's really annoying!!!"

"Women are always duplicity. Generally speaking, hating means liking, but you reacted so violently just now, emphasizing disliking, but you actually like it terribly in your heart! Just say it if you like it, and I won't laugh at you, after all, like me It's hard not to like the golden man."

Ruozhen opened her mouth slightly, unable to refute.She didn't bother to argue with him any more, and there was only one silent sentence left in her heart, narcissism is a disease that can be cured.

She was admiring the beautiful scenery around her, her eyes were almost blind, her left hand was being led away by him, she didn't have to worry about where he would take her, it was as if she trustingly handed herself over to him, she felt full of security at this moment.

It's been a long time since she had such a sense of security. In this strange city, she only knew him, so she might have added a little more trust in him. There was a feeling that the place he took her to would not be a mess.

They walked under the green shade, the fresh smell of grass and trees was refreshing, the air in the morning was good, although it was a little cold, but there was a big heater next to her, next to his body, just to keep warm.There is a dessert shop at the corner of the shade, and she can see the beautifully made pastries from the glass window.

French pastries are famous all over the world. If I can try the desserts made by the local pastry chef... Oh, I feel so happy just thinking about it.

Mu Jilian didn't notice that she was looking at the shining eyes somewhere, and she still pulled her forward, but she stopped.

He felt something was wrong with the little woman, so he also stopped.Looking at this dessert hut, he glanced at her again, and knew what he was thinking, but he, a big man, was really not interested in this thing.

"Let's go in and have a look." She clasped his arms with both hands, pleading.

Those watery eyes were the most soft-hearted, and they pushed open the door and went in when Ruozhen couldn't give in.

As soon as the door was opened, there was a milky smell, which was not only pleasant, but also tickled the gluttons in her stomach.The decoration of the dessert house is also very dreamy, with pink~~ feelings everywhere, very French romantic elements.

The owner of this store is a French woman in her 40s. She has a fair complexion and a very pleasant voice. Except for the small wrinkles in her eyes when she laughs, it is hard to tell that she is the mother of two children. .

"What do you want to eat?"

After Mu Jilian had a brief conversation with the shopkeeper, she turned to ask her.

Ruozhen looked at the exquisite pastries displayed one by one, the appearance was very tempting, she couldn't make up her mind for a while.It suddenly occurred to me that the rich milky aroma when I first came in must be some kind of pastry.

"I want the one we smelled when we first walked in."

"You know what it is?"

Ruozhen shook her head, if she knew, she would use him to say, oh no, this place is not in City A, so I still need him to translate.

Mu Jilian smiled helplessly at her, and communicated with the owner in fluent French.

The owner of the shop understood clearly, took the tray, opened the glass window, and took out a few round and flat pastries, which were different from other exquisitely made desserts.

Ruozhen is obviously a little disappointed, disappointment is disappointment, but it is not necessarily bad.Although it doesn't look like this, it smells delicious. This is the first time she has smelled such a delicious dessert!

"Let's eat." Mu Jilian smiled and handed her the fork in her hand, seeing her look of anticipation almost drooling.

Ruozhen held the fork, but didn't know what to do.She closed her eyes, made up her mind, put a fork in her mouth, bit it lightly, it melted in her mouth, the fluffy and sticky feeling was like dancing ballet on her taste buds, it was so good After eating, it was sweet but not greasy, and the milky smell filled her entire mouth.

Mu Jilian sat across from her, admiring her lovely and enjoying expression, and his heart was also touched by her, if she was as carefree as she is now in the future, it would be consummated, but he would go to Work hard in this direction.

"By the way, what's the name of this pastry? It's so delicious." Then he stuffed another mouthful into his mouth.

"Are you sure you want to know?" He raised an eyebrow at her, with an evil smile on the corner of his lips.

Seeing his smile, Ruozhen got goosebumps, but she still nodded to him.

"Come here, I'll tell you." He hooked his index finger to her, and a trace of evil flashed in his deep eyes.

"What are you doing, you still have to be so mysterious when you say something." Ruozhen leaned over and approached him.

He put his big hand next to her ear, chuckled, and slowly said the name of this dessert, "It's called Girl's Crisp Breast."

Suddenly, he looked at her flushed face with satisfaction, she is really a shy woman.

"You're a hooligan!" She panted slightly, her little hands tightly gripped the fork because of nervousness, she couldn't even look at the half-eaten food on the table.

"Where did I play a hooligan? Didn't you want me to tell you? It's called this. If you don't believe me, you can ask the proprietress here and let her prove that I am not lying."

"I don't speak French!" She blushed badly, very red, and hot as hell.

"I'll translate for you." He made a gesture to stand up and pull her to testify.

If Ruozhen didn't get up, she wouldn't do such a shameful thing, and she was really ashamed to say that name.Besides, she doesn't move French, let Mu Jilian translate, he can translate for her into other, she doesn't know!

In short, no matter how you say it, she is at a disadvantage.

Seeing that she was so hot that even her round earlobes were turning red, Mu Jilian decided not to tease her anymore, "The real name of this dessert is Macaron. The girl's breast is its alias."

"Macaron? I remember I had it, but it doesn't look like what we have in China."

"Then what you eat must be counterfeit."

Ruozhen pouted dissatisfied with him, bastard, he knows best.

"Macaron is a traditional dessert in France. It originated in Italy and has since been developed in France. The reformed Macaron has a crispy shell, moist inside, soft and slightly sticky, crispy on the outside and soft on the inside. Its biggest draw. Very thin and welcome in France, especially at your age."

She looked at him with some surprise. It's a bit unbelievable that this man doesn't eat dessert but knows so much about it.

"Did your last girlfriend like to eat this?" She suddenly thought of this for no reason. How could a man who hates desserts know so much about this thing? There is a story behind it.

Seeing her jealous expression, Mu Jilian joked with her, "Yes, she likes this food very much, and even I know about it."

"I didn't expect you to be very careful." She was a little sour, couldn't this man lie to her.

He looked at her drooping little face, and the smile on her face deepened. The reason why he knew about this macaron was because a customer who had a big order liked this sweet very much. I didn't expect him to talk about success.

"Didn't you say you like it very much, come and have another bite." He picked up the khaki dragon on the table with a fork and handed it to her.Ruozhen, however, had no appetite at all, so she reluctantly took it and took a bite, but Mu Jilian's phone rang, and he glanced at the name on the screen, and said to her in a calm tone, "Are you here?" It's good to eat, I'll go out to answer a phone call, I'll be right back, don't run around."

She was a little annoyed by his repeated instructions and secret threats, and waved to him impatiently.

Looking at his slender back, she was a little dazed. The casual black coat looked good and stylish on him.

However, he does not belong to her.

They are not suitable.

Laughed a few times in the air, but caught a glimpse of the proprietress who had just finished talking and put down the phone. A thought flashed in her mind, and she turned around and saw Mu Jilian was calling her, as if for a while It won't be good.

Feeling apprehensive, I left my seat and went to the front desk.

She wanted to borrow the phone from the landlady, but she couldn't speak French! ! !

"le téléphone téléphoner peuvent emprunter?" She pointed to the phone and spoke to the proprietress in half English and half French, begging her to understand.

Fortunately, although the proprietress didn't understand what she meant by pointing at the phone, she enthusiastically gave it to her.

Ruozhen was very excited. Cultural differences cannot stop people from the two countries from communicating, and there are still many good people in this world.

She remembered Wu Ping's phone number, but she forgot China's international area code!This was another thorny question for her, and she looked at the proprietress again with a look of asking for help, "excusez-moi, uh..." She would only say excuse me, but how do you say the area code in French?Anxiously, tens of thousands of ants are scurrying around, and their eyes are looking outside again, afraid that Mu Jilian will come back after calling, if that happens, she will be ruined!

"What's the international code for china how much, you know? (Do you know what is China's international area code?)" She really couldn't figure it out, so she simply used English. This Frenchman should have learned English, right? Should be able to understand.

Sure enough, the proprietress smiled at her knowingly, her dark blue eyes became extraordinarily beautiful, "la chine est 0086577 international."

The proprietress speaks perfect French. She didn't know what she was talking about. She glanced at the pencil on the side and quickly handed it to her, beckoning her to write it down. Arabic numerals are used all over the world. She is really grateful to the person who invented this thing up.

After knowing the area code, she quickly pressed the numbers, and Wu Ping's call was quickly connected.

"Hello, I am……"

"Mom, I'm Ruozhen."

Before Wu Ping finished speaking, she interrupted her.

"Ruozhen!? Where have you been? Do you know that you still have an engagement with Luo Ze!? Why have you disappeared for so many days out of thin air? Forget it, tell me where you are now, and I'll send someone I told you to pick you up. You didn’t go to Su’s house for dinner that day, and Mrs. Su didn’t like it very much. How could you let someone’s pigeons go to someone’s house for dinner on the first day!? I’ll help you hide it and go back to your hometown for a temporary business. Come back now and apologize to her."

Ruozhen listened to Wu Ping's scolding, and then saw Mu Jilian outside the door who seemed to be finishing the call, and said quickly, "Mom, let me make a long story short, I am in France now, I don't have a mobile phone, I don't have money, more importantly What’s more, without a passport and ID card, you can’t come back at all.”

"You are in France, what are you doing in France, Mu Jilian!? Are you with Mu Jilian? He took you there?! He took you there, and you followed? Ruozhen, what did you do? I'm telling the truth!"

"Yes."

"Ruozhen, are you going to piss me off!? The doctor said, I can't be too emotional. If you don't want to see me have any accidents, if you have a conscience, if you still think of me as your mother , you hurry to get back to me!"

"Mom, I, I..." Her emotions also rose, and Wu Ping on the phone was very angry with her, and she knew clearly that the doctor had said that she should not be excited.

She saw that Mu Jilian had finished talking on the phone and was about to turn around again. Her hand holding the phone began to tremble, and she quickly said to Wu Ping on the other end, "Mom, I won't talk to you for now. I'll talk to you next time." Find a chance to talk to you."

This article is first published, and today's 6000-word update is complete! ! !Tomorrow there will be an update of 8000 words, and Qihua needs to get used to it a little. If it doesn’t work, it’s still a 6000-word guarantee. There is probably one more chapter in the days in France. After Ruozhen returns to China, the climax of the full text will start. , Qipa is also looking forward to the arrival of the little head, hahaha, cute, it will give everyone a headache, the baby of the black line, the seed of the little lotus, please look forward to it. . .Anyone who has a red envelope can smash it~~~