Chapter 291 Romantic City
Jiang Yunhui insisted on going to France this time. In his words, look outside the box.
"You can't see clearly if you are buried here, especially when the wind is strong. You need to stand at a high place and outside the boundary, so that you can see the direction clearly."
As soon as he said this great philosophy, all Xiang Nuan's reasons were blocked.
Not only that, Jiang Yunhui also threw away all the computers and documents she wanted to bring with her, and replaced them with comfortable clothes and personal belongings.
"Just for fun?" Xiang Nuan stubbornly hugged the computer and tried to make a final struggle.
"Just for fun!"
Jiang Yunhui cut her off without explanation, and even knocked on her head to delete all the work backups hidden inside.
Xiang Nuan knew that he would not be able to defeat him. He had even made arrangements for Jiang Ranran, just so that she could go out lightly and without worries.
Okay, Xiang Nuan's eyes are bent into crescent moons, then jump out and take a good look.
As soon as they landed in France, they were picked up by a special car arranged by Lucas. Knowing that Xiang Nuan was coming, Lucas personally waited at the hotel and specially arranged a family dinner.
"I wasn't able to visit my home last time, so this time it's me who is here to show my kindness." It's rare for Lucas to be so relaxed and casual. In Jiang Yunhui's eyes, he is always professional and serious, like a precision instrument that is always on duty. Thinking and calculating.
"I can't wait to go. You see, I've come all the way to France!" Xiang Nuan didn't make any noise at all, and his cheerful and enthusiastic temperament ignited the atmosphere even more.
Lucas's wife, Irina, is a fashion designer. She and Xiang Nuan hit it off immediately. After dinner, she invited her to visit her studio and volunteered to be her travel guide, which almost made her All the arrangements for these two days were taken care of.
"Let them go to work, and I will take you to see the real Paris!" Her enthusiasm was too French, giving Xiang Nuan no chance to hesitate.
"Give me a chance, my dear," Lucas kissed Elena affectionately on the face: "I also want to take Mrs. Jiang to see the film I am filming."
Their enthusiasm enveloped Xiang Nuan tightly like wave after wave of heat. Coupled with the catalysis of wine, Xiang Nuan couldn't help but feel dizzy.
"Save some time for me. After all, it is a romantic city. I also hope to have a truly romantic trip with my wife."
Jiang Yunhui also started to boo, and Xiang Nuan's face suddenly became filled with red clouds.
"Then why not live here for a while!"
Elena hugged Xiang Nuan's shoulders, and her enthusiasm made her laugh heartily.
Until he returned to the hotel, Xiang Nuan felt that his entire face was no longer his own. Is it okay to laugh until your muscles hurt? ! Although she had already taken a shower, the effect of alcohol made her uncontrollably excited. She was still lying on the bed with her big eyes shining brighter than the moon outside the window.
She got up and walked to the balcony. The night wind blew her nightgown fluttering, and the lights in the distance flickered on and off. She had the illusion of riding the wind and waves on the sea.
Is this all a dream? Or is it just an illusion? If she hadn't traveled through time, what was she doing now? Maybe you are still squeezing on the last bus, sighing and sighing for a story about a certain protagonist.
Thinking of this scene that seemed like a lifetime ago, Xiang Nuan couldn't help but stretch his arms, as if embracing the invisible fate.
I lived up to your arrangement, right? In this life, am I living a happy life?
Suddenly a gust of wind blew, and her hair flew instantly, and she couldn't help but giggle.
As if sensing the gaze behind him, Xiang Nuan turned around and saw Jiang Yunhui standing in the room looking at her. He had just come out of the bath, his wet hair was still dripping with water, and he had nothing on his body except a towel around his waist. Not only was Xiang Nuan stunned, she didn't know whether to face his affectionate gaze, or stare at his strong chest, or his perfect waist-to-hip ratio...
She covered her eyes with her hands and grinned down to her ears.
Through her fingers, which were so big that they could leak into the entire room, she saw Jiang Yunhui walking towards her step by step, then closer, and then closer, until a passionate kiss fell on her lips.
Xiang Nuan felt his heart suddenly shrink, and the whole world ceased to exist.
She wrapped her hands around his neck unconsciously, and when she touched his hot skin like a furnace, she quickly let go as if she was electrocuted. If it weren't for Jiang Yunhui's strong hands holding her waist tightly, she would have fainted on the spot.
"Come in." Jiang Yunhui's voice was deep and powerful. But Xiang Nuan felt that his legs were no longer his, and he couldn't move forward.
My legs are weak. I am so fascinated by you that she cannot say this.
"I want to see the night view of Paris."
Hearing this, Jiang Yunhui leaned forward and looked outside, then suddenly turned around and hugged Xiang Nuan, and returned to the house without any explanation.
"It's late and the night breeze is cool." He was as gentle as coaxing a child.
But Xiang Nuan's heart was beating wildly, and she was caught off guard and pressed tightly against his chest. She almost stopped breathing until he put her on the bed.
Xiang Nuan, you are so cowardly. She encouraged herself secretly. Jiang Yunhui seemed to have read through her thoughts, and leaned down with a smirk on his face... helped her take away the extra pillows, covered her with a quilt, and finally scraped the tip of her nose gently: "Sleep well."
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He stood up suddenly and walked to the sofa holding another pillow.
Xiang Nuan knew that his face was already red without looking. She was buried in the quilt, with only her two eyes exposed. She watched Jiang Yunhui make a temporary "bed" for herself, feeling a feeling of shame and annoyance rushing straight to her forehead.
This big idiot! Big bad guy!
She couldn't help kicking her legs, grabbing the quilt and burying herself in it.
Jiang Yunhui said that they could only book one room and one bed, because no matter whether it was two rooms, a suite, or a twin room, it was not suitable. After all, they are a loving couple.
Although Xiang Nuan was uneasy, he accepted this assumption in his heart. She even thought about sharing the bed for one person, the kind often seen in movies and TV shows, where she would never cross the line and "keep her body up" until dawn without moving. Who would have thought that Jiang Yunhui, who has always loved acting, would not follow the script this time!
Bang, the lights were turned off too!
This elm-headed man must have fallen asleep, right?
Xiang Nuan pulled back the quilt and was about to see Jiang Yunhui's condition, but she saw a pair of shining eyes. She was so frightened that she almost screamed, and a big hand covered her mouth forcefully.
"Why are you excited if you don't sleep well?"
Jiang Yunhui was lying beside the bed, only a faint outline in the dark room.
"Sleep." Xiang Nuan was timid again.
She closed her eyes, not feeling Jiang Yunhui leaving, and opened her eyes again. But nothing could be seen in the thick darkness, and she couldn't help but laugh.
"What's going on?" Jiang Yunhui also smiled. As expected, he was still guarding the bed.
"Maybe it's because I changed places and I couldn't sleep."
"Come on, then I'll accompany you."
Jiang Yunhui suddenly got on the bed and lay down next to Xiang Nuan.
"Then I won't be able to sleep anymore." Xiang Nuan muttered softly.
Suddenly a dazzling light illuminated the whole world, and Xiang Nuan suddenly pulled up the quilt to cover his eyes.
"Are you crazy?! Why turn on the light again!?"
"Can't sleep? Let's get up and chat for a while."
"Turn it off quickly, turn it off!" She stretched out an arm from the bed and slapped Jiang Yunhui hard. Jiang Yunhui took her hand and pulled her into his arms suddenly...
(End of chapter)