Late Marriage: Warm Wife, Let's Get Married

Anjinghang naturally wanted to go, but she never dared to say it because she came out this time because the man had something to do. But I didn't expect Tang qianrong to ask her if she would go.

But looking at him now... Should he not be angry about what happened last night?

Uneasy at the bottom of my heart, an Jingxing still didn't dare to be too presumptuous. After some consideration, he carefully opened his mouth and said.

"If... There's not enough time, it's the same. There are many street view pictures on Baidu."

However, this time, Tang qianrong ignored her words.

After talking to the driver in front in French, they changed their way from the avenue in front of the Arc de Triomphe, passed the Seine River and drove in the direction of the Eiffel Tower.

Tang qianrong's car has a flag for barrier free parking, so it's very convenient that no matter where you park, you won't be dragged away.

At the square in front of the tower, although it is not the tourist season, there are still quite a lot of tourists.

An Jingxing is wearing the clothes prepared by Tang qianrong yesterday. Naturally, she doesn't know how expensive these clothes are. Because she knows very limited famous brands.

A Chanel suit, carrying a black backpack of the same brand and a pair of black cow leather LV leather boots, stood tall against her slender posture, and her long hair spread freely.

Without bangs, the Medium hairstyle became more and more exquisite against the little oval face. A pair of eyes smiled like two curved moons. As soon as they got off the bus, they attracted the attention of many blonde foreigners.

There were even people whistling at her excitedly, trying to come and talk to her.

However, their excitement did not last long. Tang qianrong walked down from the other side of the car. Tang qianrong was at least 188 tall. His tall figure was also very conspicuous in Europe.

He was in a black suit, with long legs and a pair of handmade leather shoes of the same brand as Anjing bank. He took a big step and walked to Anjing bank. The next moment he reached out and grabbed her.

With such a natural action, even an Jingxing didn't feel anything wrong. He held his hand with his backhand and followed him towards the tower.

And this scene fell in the eyes of other passers-by. They couldn't help but stop to look at it more, and then secretly sigh, what a perfect couple.

An Jingxing knew the Eiffel Tower when she was very young. The reason is that her mother has a one-to-one model of the Eiffel Tower and is very precious.

At that time, Anjing's mother was a little confused, but she still liked to play with the model. She often sat on the balcony with it for an afternoon and wouldn't feel bored.

Later, because of curiosity, Anjing went to the Internet to check. There were a lot of information about the Eiffel Tower. The more she saw, the more curious and yearning she became about the building.

"Do you want to take a picture?" Tang qianrong saw her smile so happily for the first time. She was as unprepared as a child. Maybe this is what she really looks like. Maybe all her waiting is just to see such a her.

Thinking of this, the dark blue pupil couldn't help showing a gentle warmth.

"No, I'll just have a look." After her mother died, she always dreamed of coming to this place one day.