That is to travel by car, and when you see a good place, you stop to paint, so you get a lot of inspiration.

Knowing that Moran was also learning painting, he came to invite Moran and asked her if she would like to go sketching with them.

Moran saw that they were male and female, so he agreed.

After all, she will embark on the path of painting, and she will learn a lot from sketching with them.

In the end, there were eleven people they were going with.

Five women, six men.

They drove three cars, each of which was an off-road vehicle that could accommodate seven people, but they had a lot of luggage, so the car was still a bit crowded.

Moran and the landlord's son Pete were in a car, and there was a woman of the same age as Moran in the car, named Eva, who was Pete's girlfriend.

"Lan, are you Chinese?" Eva chatted with her in the car.

Moran said with a smile: "I am Chinese, born and raised in London."

"Then have you ever been to China?"

"I've been there."

"I heard that it is a very mysterious country..."

Eva is very friendly and talkative, chatting with her along the way, Moran felt that the time passed quickly.

After half a day's journey, they arrived at a small village. The scenery in the village was beautiful. Behind the village was a large forest.

They stopped the car near the forest.

"We will live here tonight, let's go, let's set up the tent first." Pete greeted them.

Moran and the others got out of the car, took out all their luggage, and prepared to set up a tent.

Eva and Pete share a tent at night, as does a couple.

Then there are three women left, and four men.

Three women can sleep in one tent, and four gentlemen can sleep in two.

Who knew that these Frenchmen were too open-minded. On the way, two other women had already found a man who could live with them at night, leaving Moran as the only woman.

There are two left on the men's side, and a total of four tents are needed.

At night, Moran had to live alone. It happened that she was not used to sleeping with others, so it was fine to live alone.

……

It was getting dark.

After setting up the tent, they lit a bonfire and planned to make a barbecue.

Moran sat by the fire, listening to them singing and dancing, and roasting food in his hands.

"Hi, Lan." A man came up and greeted her.

Moran smiled: "Hi."

"Do you need help?" The man sat down beside her, his eyes sparkling with enthusiasm.

"I do not need it, thank you."

"Lan, are you Chinese?" Each of them like to ask her this question.

Moran nodded: "I am of Chinese descent, but I was born and raised in London."

"I like China very much. You are the most beautiful Chinese woman I have ever seen." The man praised her generously.

Moran's appearance is very small, and she also has a classic beauty, which is very attractive.

She also knew his intentions, but Moran was not disgusted.

It is the nature of the French to pursue romance and happiness.

If she doesn't like it, she can directly refuse.

Moran got up and smiled, "I'll get some food, sorry."

Seeing her leave, the man also knew that Moran rejected him, he didn't care, and smiled openly.

After eating, it was completely dark.

After Moran washed by the stream, he returned to the tent to rest.

She changed into her pajamas and lay down comfortably.

The others, on the other hand, have no plans to rest.

Some are playing the piano and singing, and some are drawing with drawing boards.

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