President spoils me again today

Later, the four were taken to the station by special train from Paris to Marseille station in Provence. Along the way, cen Qinghe couldn't hide his excitement for several times, because outside the car were fields of lavender and purple everywhere. It seemed that the underground flower fields were as big as the sky. At a glance, they were boundless.

She takes a picture with her mobile phone. Shang Shaocheng sits beside her and sleeps with her eyes closed. She turns the camera to the front and makes a face at the screen to take a picture of him.

Compared with Paris, Provence does not have so many landmark buildings of the times. Instead, it has a lot of romantic atmosphere of literature and art of the old times. The bright sunshine, the strong fragrance of lavender in the air, and the hot foreign beauties in the streets make us relaxed and happy.

On their first day in Provence, they stayed in a city hotel. For dinner, they had tomato spaghetti with local characteristics and black truffle as the main course. The red wine here was also very famous. Cen Qinghe was very happy and drank most of the bottles himself.

They were full of wine and food, and several people walked around. The new shoes Shang Shaocheng bought for Cen Qinghe were very beautiful. They were inlaid with many genuine diamonds. Beauty is beautiful. After walking for a long time, cen Qinghe couldn't help walking.

Shang Shaocheng side head looks at her, her eyebrow light Cu, the truth says: "grind a foot."

Shangshaocheng asked her to take off her shoes and looked around. There was a stall selling local traditional goods on the roadside not far away. He asked her to wait in place. He bought her a pair of sunflower colored thick soled shoes, which were inexpensive and 35 euros, but Cen Qinghe liked them very much.

Chen Boxuan and Cai Xinyuan go to other places, and Cen Qinghe walks around aimlessly hand in hand with Shang Shaocheng.

Accessories and supplies made of lavender can be seen everywhere. Cen Qinghe picked out a lot of essential oils and hand-made soaps, waiting to take them back.

Shangshaocheng is responsible for giving money and helping her carry things.

They agreed to buy less and buy less, but before they knew it, their hands were still full of bags. When they returned to the hotel, cen Qinghe, without exception, was paralyzed on the sofa. His sole was like stepping on the wheel of wind and fire, burning with fire and aching all over.

When Shang Shaocheng passed by her, he said, "I'll go and let the water go. I'll take a bath and relax for a while."

CEN Qinghe answered, thinking of closing his eyes for a while, who wants to close his eyes, directly tired to sleep.

Shangshao city put water to the living room to find her, see her sleep sweet, he will hold her to go inside.

"Well..." Cen Qinghe was in a trance. He opened his eyes and saw that it was Shang Shaocheng. Then he let go and closed his eyes again.

The bathroom of the hotel is very large. There is a rectangular bathtub with blue background and white edge. When the water is full, it looks like a delicate sea.

Shang Shaocheng whispered to her, "wake up, take a bath before you sleep."

CEN Qinghe hummed, there was no actual action.

Shangshaocheng said: "you can see lavender flower fields here."

As soon as the words came out, cen Qinghe immediately returned to light, struggling to open his eyes and look around, "where?"

When shangshao city presses the button on one side, the white rolling curtain of the whole wall rises at a constant speed. Behind it is not the wall, but a huge glass. Outside the glass wall is the private garden of the hotel, full of purple lavender, which symbolizes romance.

It's night now. Instead of sunlight, the European style street lamp in the garden shines with pearly white on the charming light purple. It's so beautiful that people can't believe it.

CEN Qinghe sighs that Shang Shaocheng has already taken off her clothes. At this time, she is stretching out her hand to release the belt in the middle of her skirt.

CEN Qinghe glanced at him and saw his red and strong upper body and the lotus tattoo curling in his belly. He immediately reached out and patted him, frowned and said, "Oh, you are not afraid of being seen!"

Shangshaocheng said: "this hotel is the tallest building in Provence, and here is the top floor. Besides you, who can see it?"

CEN Qinghe was still embarrassed. The glass on the right side of the wall was too bright. If it wasn't for the reflection of the two people, she would doubt whether she was outside. This kind of environment is very beautiful, but it also makes people feel insecure.

Shang Shaocheng, looking at her embarrassment, asked her in a low voice, "shall I lower the curtain?"

When the curtain came down, she couldn't see the beautiful scenery outside. Cen Qinghe thought it was a pity, so after a short hesitation, she gritted her teeth and stamped her feet.

After taking off her skirt and underwear, she quickly stepped into the big bathtub and put her body under the warm water. Then Shang Shaocheng stepped in, rippling the water with a refreshing lavender fragrance.

CEN Qinghe sniffed, "it's so fragrant. I can smell the flowers outside. Do you smell them?"

Shangshaocheng couldn't help laughing, "Er Huo, I put essential oil into the water."

CEN Qinghe immediately took a handful of water to the tip of his nose and smelled it. Shang Shaocheng's eyes narrowed. She became angry and raised the water directly to his face.

Shangshaocheng instinctively narrowed her eyes. She continued to work hard. She was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes before. Now she was in spirits and was smiling.

Shangshaocheng only stayed in the same place for less than five seconds. She was going to take a loss once. But she wanted to catch a persimmon and bully it into a persimmon cake. He couldn't bear it. He stepped forward against the water. He raised his hand to catch her. Cen Qinghe dodged and used his hands and feet to dig forward.

The bathtub is very big, but there is always a side. Cen Qinghe is afraid, so he runs to the dead corner and holds the ostrich on his shoulder. Shang Shaocheng walks behind her and encircles her waist underwater.

CEN Qinghe didn't want to lose money. He immediately said in a soft voice, "I'm wrong. Please forgive me."

Shangshaocheng takes her to a good position facing the garden outside the window and holds her to see the scenery. Cen Qinghe puts his arm on the edge of the pool and her face is just right on it.

She had a soft jade in her arms, a smooth flowing water, and an intoxicating smell in the air. Shang Shaocheng put her chin on the back of her head and gently kissed her hair.

CEN Qinghe didn't move. She looked at the beautiful purple outside the window. With his body getting closer, she frowned and hummed.

Shang Shaocheng leaned over to kiss her eyebrows and eyes, nose tip, all the way down.

The outdoor scenery is just right, and the indoor spring is infinite.

The four of them stayed in France for seven days. In the following days, they left downtown Provence and went to the town below.

Town is different from the city's style, unique taste of freedom, people can freely bathe in the sun and the sea of flowers.

CEN Qinghe is used to sitting in all kinds of million luxury cars in shangshao City, but he has never tried to sit behind his bicycle.

He can also ride fast on the country road. Cen Qinghe lifts up her skirt to prevent the skirt from being twisted in by the wheels, and holds his waist. She looks back, and the one behind her who is thrown away is Xuanyuan group. Cai Xinyuan drives Chen Boxuan, but she turns the princess car into a professional racing car. From a long distance, she hears Chen Boxuan's shivering voice and says, "Hey, Slow down, slow down, watch the road... "

CEN Qinghe almost fell off the car with a smile.

When I just went to rent a bicycle, Shang Shaocheng and Cen Qinghe were calm, and so was Cai Xinyuan. Only Chen Boxuan looked at the scenery and looked around without looking at the bicycle.

Car rental good, Shang Shaocheng handsome sitting on it, cen Qinghe also on the back seat; When Cai Xinyuan and Chen Boxuan arrived, Cai Xinyuan looked at him and said, "we'll play later."

Chen Boxuan had to look back at her and put his hands in his pocket. He narrowed his eyes slightly because of the glare of the sun. He said aloud, "I can't ride a bicycle."

As Cai Xinyuan stares, cen Qinghe is also surprised.

But before Cen Qinghe followed the teasing, Shang Shaocheng stepped down, and he took her first step.

CEN Qinghe also wondered what Chen Boxuan and his wife would do. Would Cai Xinyuan not teach him how to ride a bike? As a result, I saw a princess car coming from a distance. It was Cai Xinyuan carrying the frightened Chen Boxuan.

The tourism industry in Provence is already very developed. With the small towns and townships below, they all have their own unique projects to attract tourists. For example, luxiyong, where you can see colorful small houses, pink, orange, sky blue and so on. They are like glass beads that angels inadvertently fall into the world.

CEN Qinghe has also been to some countries, but she has never felt this way. She is not here to travel, to go on holiday or to go shopping. She is here to enjoy the taste of love and happiness with the people she likes.

She will never forget the sunshine of Provence, the charming lavender and intoxicating fragrance here; She will never forget that Chen Boxuan misled others to pretend gay in broad daylight; I will not forget that the two sides are racing in the path of Huatian. Later, Chen Boxuan's heart can't stand it. He jumps on the way, and accidentally doesn't stop the brake, and falls into Huatian.

She will not forget the photos she took with shangshaocheng in front of the Arc de Triomphe, nor the country road they walked together; She won't forget the crisp love words he said when he was in love, nor the shameless "scandal" they had done hiding in the flowers.

In a short period of seven days, cen Qinghe is happy every minute. Shang Shaocheng says that she dreams and talks in the middle of the night and laughs while talking. Cen Qinghe believes in it. After all, she maintains a high level of excitement and activity all day long.

On the day they left, they flew directly from the airport in Provence to the Paris airport. Cen Qinghe looked at the beautiful scenery in front of him reluctantly, hoping that he was here today.

She made a sentimental and sentimental movement, bent over to kiss a lavender in the flower field, whispered: "I will come back to see you."

Shangshaocheng felt her reluctance and took her hand. He said in a voice, "I like it here. We can come here anytime."

CEN Qinghe nodded, but he thought, where is it so easy to cross the sea?

When I came here, I felt that the ten hour flight was very long, but when I came back, it was only a blink of an eye.

When the plane landed at the night City International Airport, cen Qinghe slowly opened his eyes and felt like a dream. Now he is back to reality.