Days Reborn Reinvented

Chapter 157 I've been taught a lesson (1)
Although the return flight ticket was booked tomorrow, Ling Yue and Han Zimo were not in a hurry to pack their things. After all, they both traveled lightly when they came out to play. What's more, Han Zimo also had his own apartment in Paris. Everything in the apartment.

At this moment, it was already ten o'clock in the evening, just as the sun was setting in the west, the orange-red sun sank into the water from the end of the Seine River, and the entire Seine River reflected was golden in color.

On the artificial beaches on both sides of the river, some people are still drinking fruit wine on deck chairs, and there are also young men and women sitting by the bridge opening and kissing each other. Foreign tourists expressed a silent welcome.

Not far away, the Eiffel Tower lights up on time at ten o'clock. The shallow light is still a little inconspicuous in the afterglow of the setting sun, and traces of flickering lights can be seen faintly.

Han Zimo got off the boat and took Ling Yue's hand all the way to the lock bridge. The bridge was covered with golden locks. Some locks were engraved with the names of two people, and some were just a small red heart. .

Not far away, a Chinese tour guide was leading a group of Chinese tourists across the bridge.

"This is the famous Lock Bridge in Paris. There are countless men and women who lock the locks on this bridge every day, say oaths that they don't even believe in themselves, and then throw the keys all over the Seine. It has become an industry in Paris, and many workers come to remove the new locks every night, and the removed locks will appear in the stalls on the banks of the Seine the next day.”

Then, bursts of laughter erupted from the crowd.

Han Zimo and Ling Yue watched the group of people drift away, and smiled tacitly at each other.

"It seems that this lock bridge is not a good place. Should we take pictures here as a memory, or go straight down?"

Ling Yue thought for a while, reached out and took Han Zimo's ring-wearing hand, clasped both hands, and took a group photo with the phone and the cable bridge.

Han Zimo took a look at the photo with his mobile phone, curled his lips unhappily: "I can't even see the ring on my hand, anyway, I can play the piano, and I have a pair of warm and slender hands, you can't just because of your hands If you look good, just take pictures of yourself, after all, I am also your husband..."

Ling Yue raised her head and gave him a blank look: "No one has quarreled with you these days, no one made you sarcastic, your mouth is very idle, right?"

Han Zimo rubbed his nose, it seems that there is a little bit, it seems that Ling Yue's decision is right, it is more comfortable to go back to the country, at least he can torture Su Nuo unscrupulously, and then occasionally fight with Peng Xiang , Without the background of those bastards, he can't feel how wonderful being with Ling Yue is.

Of course, if Peng Xiang found out, Han Zimo thought so, maybe she would vomit blood again.

But Ling Yue said, she took another photo, put Han Zimo's hand on the cable bridge, and lightly touched the lock ring with her fingertips, Ling Yue attached her hand to the back of his hand, lightly Around it, the two diamond rings reflected orange light in the setting sun.

Han Zimo nodded in satisfaction, and leaned against the bridge with his arms around Ling Yue's waist. A Chinese came over, holding two photos in his hand, smiling at the two of them.

"Excuse me, are you Director Han Zimo and Ms. Ouyang Lingyue, right? I just saw that your poses are very good, and the glamor is also very good, so I took a few pictures with the camera. I hope you don't blame me for being abrupt. I am a The photographer, who came to Paris to take pictures, also took a walk around. These two Polaroid photos are not bad, you can take them as souvenirs."

(End of this chapter)