Flash marriage sweet wife: Mr.Mu, hard to serve

Yu Jinghuan is really familiar with everything here. He takes Wen Jing to a restaurant on passay street.

They sat down by the window as night fell and the atmosphere of the city was changing.

The new student has long, enchanting brown hair and grey eyes. He warmly sends up the menu and greets Yu Jinghuan cordially.

He explained to Wen Jing with a smile, "every time I come to Rome, I eat here. The beef here is very good."

The dishes came up soon, fresh and tender, with a little drunk sake, the butter had melted into the juice and poured on the top.

All kinds of fragrance mixed together, nose gently sniff, feel wonderful.

The second course is a vegetable salad. The taste of Roman artichoke and asparagus is very refreshing and neutralized by a special sauce. The taste is just right.

Wen Jing took a few mouthfuls and asked him casually, "where are we going next?"

Anyway, now I know that Lin Wei deliberately arranged for her to travel with Yu Jinghuan. He must also know the itinerary.

"Sicily, where we can really know Italy." Yu Jinghuan looked out of the window with a deep smile. "Because Sicily is the clue to everything," Goethe said

"Don't you study literature?" He blurted out quietly.

"No, I'm a medical student to the core."

Wen Jing was surprised. Didn't she expect that Yu Jinghuan was also a doctor?

She didn't care about any information about Yu Jinghuan before, so she didn't know his major.

The next day they set out for Sicily.

Sitting in a taxi, I looked at the quiet city with a gentle glance.

At the moment, there is no noise, no voice, to be exact, nothing but desolation.

As the car drove along the river, Gaga's old duck was startled. Yu Jinghuan said, "this is Taibo river."

The river is quiet and gentle. In this half light and half dark weather, it is like a emerald waterfall.

With that, he suddenly scratched his hair and half seriously said, "do you think you should smile contentedly with a handsome guide like me, instead of a light expression?"

Wen Jing had no choice but to laugh, "I try."

Usually, she has long been used to not talking and laughing, even serious side, and life, it is difficult to make her happy again.

"You look good when you laugh." Yu Jinghuan looks at Wen Jing seriously.

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The plane landed in Sicily.

Cars gallop along the road in the capital of Palermo, passing by Baroque style monuments, magnificent but simple churches built of huge stones.

Wearing a casual shirt and light smoky grey trousers, Yu Jinghuan casually and naturally put on a thick jacket.

The wind from the taxi window blowing in, the gentle long hair blowing some unbridled publicity.

She turned her head and looked out of the window. There were a few wisps on his face, itching.

He suddenly had an impulse to stretch out his hand and wrap it gently around his fingertips.

The car went all the way down until it stopped at the edge of a main road.

Yu Jinghuan pointed to a restaurant. "You'll like the sweets here."

Sicilian food tastes like the temperament of the island, mixed with a variety of characteristics, but unique to unforgettable.

The delicious caviar, tuna and scallop platter taste fresh and smooth, while the last ice cream pie is crisp, cool, sweet and moist.

Yu Jinghuan watched her finish a full meal, and suddenly said with a smile, "this dessert is not low in calories."

"I'm fattening up." Gentle and quiet smile.

Her weight has been falling, and she usually eats less. It's hard for her to come out. When she is in a good mood, she eats more.

Yu Jinghuan looked at her more inquisitively. At last, he looked away and said, "I really want to be with you all the time..."

Wen Jing Leng Leng, the atmosphere at the moment is a little awkward.

In her opinion, now her relationship with Yu Jinghuan can only be said to be friends.

Not a further relationship.

"When are you going back?" Asked softly.

"As you wish, I'll leave tomorrow."

"What?" Wen Jing is surprised. She thinks that Yu Jinghuan wants to travel with her at least for the whole journey. After all, it's Lin Wei and Mrs. Yu's arrangement.

"I'm sorry I can't accompany you. There are many things waiting for me to deal with in F country." Yu Jinghuan is not too disappointed, "after going back, we have more opportunities to meet."

Wen Jing pulled his lips, without denying it.

When Yu Jinghuan left, in fact, there was a trace of tenderness. When he was around, he was considerate and gentle enough to take care of her.

But it is undeniable that she is infatuated with his temperament and temperature similar to Mu Yuxing.She is looking for the shadow of that man, which is a terrible thing out of control.

So the next journey, she wants to put down such infatuation.

Wenjing encouraged herself when she went on the journey alone.

She did not deliberately follow the itinerary as a step-by-step way to punch in famous attractions, but to explore some new fun.

In the second half of the journey, when she arrived in Holland, she was no longer what she was when she first came.

Now her skin is much darker than before, but she looks more healthy.

She can do some basic communication skillfully in less proficient English, and also can eat her favorite food without translation.

All this seems to be due to the leadership of Yu Jinghuan.

When Wen Jing came out from the van Gogh Museum in Amsterdam, she received a phone call from China. Calculating the time, it should be late at night over there. She was inexplicably upset.

It was Zhou Sheng who called. His tone was calm. He asked Wen Jing where she was before he said, "Xiao Jing, your mother is in hospital. If you can, you should come back as soon as possible."

Wen Jing only felt that his brain was like a "boom" to explode.

She knows Lin Wei well now. If it's not too serious, Lin Wei won't be willing to go to the hospital or even be hospitalized. What's more, this call was made by Zhou Sheng himself.

She asked incoherently what the disease was and whether it was serious. Zhou Sheng only said that it was cerebrovascular disease. The situation was not very serious. She didn't need to worry too much.

"I'll be back in a minute."

Ticket is in the mobile phone software, is tomorrow morning's flight, Wenjing this night sleep very restless, toss and turn has been insomnia.

When she got up the next day, the weather suddenly became very bad. There was no sun. She took a taxi to the airport, but the port city was always gray, like a storm was coming.