The wealthy bride of the cold CEO

Chapter 78 Honeymoon

If love has God's will.

Summer sunny and cold began their honeymoon trip, France is indeed a romantic country.

Xia Qing told Leng Lie that in the National Van Gogh Museum in Amsterdam, there is a painting called "Fishing Boats on St. Mary's Beach", with clear colors and bright brushstrokes. Van Gogh described it in a letter to his brother Theo: " This painting is a fishing boat on the beach, the huge hull is lying on the hot sand, the sea is far away in the blue haze, it is a sunny day, but the sun has gone down, people can only rely on Some projections and the trembling of the hot air above the beach, and the weather is clear." The depiction is about 1888 kilometers away from Arles, where Van Gogh lived, in [-]. It was a fishing village by the Mediterranean Sea. Van Gogh liked the sea very much, and he preferred to paint by the sea, so Provence was the place Sunny always yearned for in summer. They followed the paintings of fishing boats on Sainte-Marie Beach and started their romantic trip.

After getting off the plane, they settled down in a hotel in Provence. Xia Qing held cold hands. Today they dressed casually. When they were walking on a certain embankment by the sea, there were rows of RVs parked beside them. Gypsy People are drying their clothes between the cars, and when they walk through the busy alleys, some people will come up to chat with Xia Qing from time to time. The sound made the gypsy girls crowded in the crowd dance flamenco. In their dance, life experience and experience can be seen. They are dancing with their souls.

"Ariel, tell me, isn't that the gypsy girl that the bell ringer of Notre Dame de Paris likes?" Xia Qing asked Leng Leng with a smile.

Hugging Xia Qing coldly: "I don't know what she looks like, but she is not as beautiful as you!" He habitually scratched the bridge of her small nose.

Xia Qing escaped from his arms, she was like a happy elf, maybe France is suitable for this romantic girl.

They walked side by side through the Notre Dame Cathedral that appeared in the book, and they shuttled through the lavender garden that Xia Qing had always dreamed of. Xia Qing said that the flower language of lavender is waiting for love.He told her coldly that he was always there and didn't need to wait.Xia Qing hugged Leng Lie, she was the happiest at the moment.

They drove a carriage on the Seine River, drank authentic coffee comfortably, and coldly dragged Xia Qing to St. Peter's Basilica.

"I can't run anymore, where are you taking me?" Xia Qing was out of breath.

"Here, St. Peter's Church!" Leng Leng took Xia Qing into the church, only the sacred music kept echoing in the church, the empty church made them look like children exploring, white bouquets decorated with European-style clothes Church style, white roses bloom purely.

"Why did you bring me to church?" Xia Qing looked up at him and saw his solemn expression.

"Hold here!" Leng Lie put Xia Qing's hand in his arm, and suddenly the wedding march sounded in the church, and the scene of their wedding appeared in Xia Qing's mind, stepping on the music, they looked at each other and smiled, step by step go forward.

"Miss Xia Qing, are you willing to marry this handsome and cold gentleman beside you? Although he is not that rich and has no past, but Xia Qing must be the only person in his heart, no matter what he will become in the future. , are willing to be by his side!" said coldly.

Xia Qing burst into a smile, this time she was willing, without any burden, she just said from the bottom of her heart: "I am willing!"

Leng Lie was waiting for Xia Qing, but seeing Xia Qing was indifferent, "It's your turn?" Leng Lie bent down and said with a smile.

"Ah, oh... Mr. Leng Lie, are you willing to marry Miss Xia Qing who is by your side as your wife? Although she is not so considerate, she just likes Leng Lie alone. No matter what happens in the future, she is willing to be by her side. Never leave!" Xia Qing's eyes bent into crescents.

"I am willing!" Leng Leng wrapped Xia Qing's waist, spinning. "We are married, Xia Qing is a cold bride, a bride for a lifetime!"

"Xia Qing wants to marry Leng Lie and be his bride for the rest of her life!" Xia Qing was in his arms, extremely happy, and happiness filled the church.

"The groom is going to kiss the bride now!" Cold and slender fingers gently lifted Xia Qing's fair chin, bringing her closer and closer to him, and the breath was permeating, he lowered his head, getting closer and closer to her ###'s Cherry lips, the moment her lips touched Dao, Xia Qing felt like getting an electric shock, it was almost a year since she married him, this was the first time she felt such an electric shock, it was completely different from the day she got married, it was a strange feeling back then , is helpless.

But now his eyes and his world are filled with her figure, at that moment she knew that he loved her, a love that belonged completely to her.

He moved his lips slightly, rolling over her water### lips, longing for such a familiar taste: "Damn it, how could you think of this?" Xia Qing pushed away her cold body, and she If she wanted to sink, she was afraid that she would collapse into his arms.

"Because I want to have you all my life, whether it's you when I remember or now when I don't remember, you are the only one!" Leng Leng tightly held Xia Qing in his arms.

At this moment, St. Peter's Basilica is filled with happiness.