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Song Qing wants to stop talking. Gu zhixia was originally an artist of Qianyi entertainment. Yan Sihan can get a lot of good resources in Gu zhixia.

If you leave Qianyi entertainment, it's almost against Yan Sihan. Will he let go of Gu zhixia?

"What's wrong with her?" time looked at Song Qing, frowning slightly, and a trace of doubt crossed the bottom of his eyes.

"Wouldn't she?"

With his understanding of Gu zhixia, she shouldn't give up such a good opportunity. Why wouldn't she?

"This......" Song Qing didn't know how to explain for a moment, but frowned and stopped talking.

Time didn't want to embarrass Song Qing, so he had to smile and say, "I know I'm abrupt this time. I'll discuss it with you in advance next time."

Song Qing took a deep look at the time, "in fact, you don't have to take me so seriously..."

It's easy for him to take his kindness to her as

Song Qing sighed softly in her heart, but no more.

"We are good friends!" time said to Song Qing with a smile in order to prevent the atmosphere between them from being too embarrassing.

But when he finished this sentence, he found the atmosphere more embarrassing

Paris in winter, different from the cold and humid in China, still maintains a suitable temperature.

Standing on the gravel paved central square, blowing the breeze, Gu knew that Xia's lips were slightly picked.

This is the real feeling of vacation!

No paparazzi, no tedious work, and no pit father goods of Lu Qiumeng!

Even if you just walk slowly with the people you like in the street and let time pass, you feel comfortable.

"Yan boss, I want to drink milk tea. It's hot."

Gu zhixia took Yan Sihan's hand, leaned his head lightly on his arm, looked at the moving dining cars around, and suddenly pouted.

When my aunt was with hot milk tea, she thought it was beautiful

What's more, there is a legend that her great aunt is not fat in eating anything. She can take the opportunity to give herself preferential treatment.

The cloak printed with floral English words danced in the wind. Bursts of strong milk tea fragrance mixed with the taste of coffee floated, and the air was full of sweetness.

Drinking milk tea in Paris is not as simple as in China.

Gu zhixia, who adheres to the concept of "heaven and earth, milk tea is the largest!" will certainly not miss it easily.

Yan Si Han looked in the direction she pointed, and picked up his eyebrows, "what milk tea?"

Because it is a two person trip, Ye Qing is now arranging a trip in the hotel where she is staying.

Without Ye Qing, the responsibility of buying milk tea is naturally Yan Sihan.

"Let me think..." Gu zhixia tilted her head and thought carefully.

Paris is an ancient romantic city, and the research and production of desserts and hot drinks has a long history, but they are all made of hot, skillful and roasted milk.

But Gu knew that Xia was too hot. She tilted her head and thought about it. Her eyes slowly fell on the lady walking across from her. Her cool clothes narrowed her eyes.

"Otherwise, just Boba milk tea!"

“……”

Yan Sihan stopped at his words.

He turned his head, looked at Gu zhixia seriously and helplessly, and asked in a low voice, "are you serious?"

Gu zhixia couldn't help but hook the corners of her mouth. Her eyes twinkled with pride, but she nodded in affirmation.

"Yes, I'm serious. I just want to drink Boba milk tea! Go and buy it."

She urged him, a little unkindly, to see his reaction.

Yan sixhan also heard the intention in her words, but what can he do?

As long as Gu zhixia thought, he couldn't bear to refuse, even if she wanted to flirt with him.

Yan Sihan, who had already seen her little trick, coughed and walked towards the mobile dining car not far away.

"Then I'll wait for you in the next store."

Gu zhixia looked at Yan Sihan's back and said.

I'm afraid it's wrong to think of Yan Sihan, a straight man of steel. The expectation of Boba milk tea is inexplicably raised.

Gu zhixia blinked, turned a few steps in place, and quickly walked to the store near her.

Through that pure floor glass window, you can see the exquisite decoration inside at a glance.

Dark brown wood grain clothes hangers are arranged in rows, with perfect high luxury clothes hanging on them. Gu zhixia's hands are itchy.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he stepped in.

Anyway, when Yan Sihan was waiting, he was idle.

To travel, you always have to do your best.

However, she didn't go far, glanced at the remaining light of her coat, and a familiar figure made her stop.

A long champagne coat reveals her tall figure, with curly long hair scattered around her shoulders

Shouldn't it be such a coincidence?

Gu zhixia involuntarily picked the tip of her eyebrows. When she guessed in her heart, the woman turned around.

The delicate and flamboyant makeup is clearly in her eyes, cooperating with her "senior face" who claims to be high

Gu zhixia's mouth fell slowly.

It's really... "Fate"!

And it's a good evil fate!

At the moment when the four eyes were opposite, Gu zhixia only jumped out of his brain.

She was about to turn around and leave the store. It was hard to travel. She didn't want to ruin her good mood here.

But before taking two steps, Lu Qiumeng heard a sharp voice behind him, "Gu zhixia?!"

Lu Qiumeng quickly put down the clothes he was holding in his hand and walked straight in front of her, blocking Gu zhixia's way.

A trace of surprise flashed across his face. Lu Qiumeng's face suddenly sank and asked aggressively, "Why are you in Paris?"

She told Yan Xingyu that Gu zhixia would go to Paris, but she made it up! Who knows, she actually met her in Paris?

Is it Gu zhixia who came here specially after hearing about their trip to Paris?

Lu Qiu dreamed of coming here. While being highly vigilant, he couldn't help but relax a little.

Fortunately, Yan Xingyu was not with her today. Otherwise, if Gu zhixia met here, wouldn't all her plans be wasted?

But in a few seconds, Lu Qiumeng stared at Gu zhixia's face and had come up with a lot of conjectures.

Gu zhixia stood still and listened to Lu Qiumeng. He felt speechless.

Please, she can't travel to Paris yet?

Only state officials are allowed to set fire, and people are not allowed to light lights?

Gu zhixia was amused by Lu Qiumeng's divine logic, lowered her head, hooked the corners of her lips, stroked the scattered hair on her forehead, and hooked it behind her ears.

So she didn't want to avoid it.

Gu zhixia raised her face, glanced at her face, and then walked into the store from the side.

Without saying a word, he deliberately hung Lu Qiumeng.

Aware that she has been ignored, Lu Qiumeng is more and more sure that Gu zhixia is aiming at them and wants to meet Yan Xingyu by chance, right!