Has the wolfish president had enough trouble?

"The Eiffel Tower, the lights are not on tonight, it's a disappointment."

"Oh." If you're here for a tour, maybe you come here today and leave tomorrow, which is a bit of a disappointment.

"Wait a little longer, maybe it will light up soon." Jiang Junyue blinked, his arms around Lan Jingyi's waist became tighter and tighter, and the golden tinfoil ring was still on his finger, which he had been wearing all the time .

"Will it really light up?" The little boy's eyes lit up. "I heard that the moment when the lights of the Eiffel Tower light up is very beautiful. I really want to see it."

"Come on, let's wait, it will light up soon." Jiang Junyue stopped and lightly pressed the watch on his wrist.

In the early morning, the night view of Paris is especially beautiful. The Eiffel Tower not far away is immersed in the night and is even more mysterious. Suddenly, the tall iron tower suddenly lights up. It's so beautiful, it's an indescribable beauty, the little boy jumped up cheering, "So beautiful, so beautiful."

Lan Jingyi tilted her head and looked at Jiang Junyue, as if she wanted to see something in his eyes. He said he wanted to give her a surprise, and maybe this was it.

She likes it, likes it a lot.

Heart, filled with sweetness, how many surprises will he give her?

After walking for a few minutes, I arrived at the bottom of the tower. Along the way, I stood at the top of the tower overlooking the night view of Paris. Everything was so beautiful that I couldn’t describe it. She stood there quietly, and behind her was Jiang Junyue who was hugging her tightly. Leaning against him, for some reason, the movie she watched on the plane flashed in her mind, and she thought of the hero and heroine, so she held Jiang Junyue's hand tightly, as if she wanted to stop this moment forever Standing still, "Qingqing, will you leave me and leave me?" Her voice was so soft that even she couldn't hear it clearly.

"Huh?" Jiang Junyue frowned slightly, and the bracelet was on her lower abdomen. She seemed to have grown some flesh recently, and the feeling of the tentacles was particularly comfortable, which made him unable to put it down.

"Qingqing, go back, or my mother will worry about me." But she didn't know that she and him only had one beautiful night in Paris, and after this night, they would never be able to get out of the darkness of this night.

"No hurry." Jiang Junyue still hugged her tightly. At this time, it was already dawn in T City, and his mobile phone had been ringing just now, so he simply turned it off. Although it was quiet at the moment, he always felt that something is wrong.

The wind suddenly picked up, and Lan Jingyi's hair brushed against his cheeks and neck again. He suddenly turned her body, and his thin lips bowed down and imprinted on her lips. It's like a painting, written with lingering and lingering, with hands clasped around her waist, if you don't want to let her go, then don't let her go.

Around, there were people walking by in twos and threes, but the low footsteps didn't affect his mood as he kissed her at all. It really was a romantic capital. In the eyes of others, their kiss was not only romantic but also affectionate, and it was not popular at all. Pointing and pointing, so that he kissed more and more at ease, until the oxygen was about to run out, then slowly moved his lips away, but still clasped her waist tightly to let her cling to him, she leaned back slightly Her small face was a little unclear in the night, and her black eyes were shining brightly. He held her hand, and he said, "Let's go."

Going back along the original road, Lan Jingyi especially liked the shadow of the plane tree in the night, it was extraordinarily beautiful.

All the way to the caravan, someone was leaning on the car body to take pictures, which probably meant the lavender. The large swathes of purple lavender on the car body were set off by touches of white, as if there was only a romantic atmosphere left, so beautiful.

He was driving, and she sat beside him, leaning her head on his shoulder, and didn't ask him where he was going to live. Anyway, just follow him, he will arrange everything properly, and she doesn't need to fuck what heart.

It really is the best hotel in Paris, this man must be the best no matter where he goes.

He took her room card and led her into the elevator. Lan Jingyi looked at the floor and couldn't help but ask, "Which floor does my mother live on?"

"Your mother doesn't live here." But he didn't want to, he gave her such an answer slowly.

"Then where does my mother live? Why doesn't my mother live with us?" Her heart began to jump up and down. Lan Jingyi couldn't describe that feeling, but she was just uneasy, very uneasy.

"Oh, you'll know tomorrow morning. Come on, go upstairs and take a nap. When you wake up, the sky is still blue, the clouds are still white, Lan Jingyi is still Lan Jingyi." "Ding", his words fell, just in time The elevator door opened, and he swiped his card to the presidential suite on the top floor of the hotel, and a waiter graciously took over and opened the door for him, "Jiang Junyue, are you rich?" Even if he can't earn the money for one night in this room, and the caravan, it doesn't matter if he has money in China, but he can be so rich when he goes abroad, as if Paris is his base camp.

"No, anyway, it's not me who pays. Someone invites you to live in. Otherwise, it's a waste. Do you know that it's shameful to waste?"

"Who invited you? Male or female?" Lan Jingyi wanted to bite off her tongue as soon as she said the words, as if she was jealous.

"What if I say it's a woman? Do you still want to live with me?"

"No." Responding directly without thinking, the woman opened a room for him, and he came to invite her again, that feeling was too weird.

"Okay, let me tell you, it's a man." He said, he had already taken off his coat and handed it to her, "Hang it up for me."

What a master, "Jiang Junyue, you bully me."

"Okay, then you bully me, take it off, take it off, I'll hang it for you." He stopped and stood there solemnly, his bright black eyes seemed to see her whole body through her clothes The light is the same.

"You rascal." She reached out to tickle his itch, and the two quickly wrestled together.

Originally, she was the one who wanted to tickle him, but after twisting and hitting, in the end, the one who kept laughing was replaced by Lan Jingyi, "Haha...hahaha...let go, let go."

"Tell me, who is the rascal?" Jiang Junyue restrained her with one hand, and tickled her itch with the other. Her two hands were restrained by him, and she had no ability to resist at all.

"No... ha ha... no one is a hooligan... ha ha..." She could only beg for mercy, she just wanted him to let her go, otherwise, she would faint from laughter.

"Then tell me, who did it first?" She was about to die of laughter, but he was calm and nothing happened.

This... This is naturally her, "So what?"

"Whoever strikes first is a rogue. Tell me, who is a rogue?"

"Woo... Hahaha... Hahaha..." She laughed so hard that tears were about to flow, "Jiang Junyue, let go, hahaha..."

"I won't let go unless I say someone is a hooligan."

Well, she really couldn't take it anymore, "I...I'm a rascal, can't I be enough?" Panting said, her small face was flushed red from laughing, like a red peony that just bloomed, Enchanting and beautiful.

"It's more or less the same." Jiang Junyue let go of his hand slowly, and finally twisted her little face, "This is how hooligans are trained, little hooligan, think about it before you do it next time." Measure your own weight, not every time you are lucky, you will meet a gentleman like me and let you go."

I've seen shameless ones before, but I've never seen such shameless ones. Lan Jingyi slammed Jiang Junyue fiercely, and the force caught him off guard and brought him and the two of them down on the carpet. Fortunately, this is the presidential suite. The texture is absolutely good, so as not to cause Jiang Junyue, who landed first, to feel pain. He stretched out his arms and hugged the waist of the woman who was lying on top of him, panting, just right, her lips were facing his lips, four lips, The distance was only one finger away, Lan Jingyi felt that Jiang Junyue's masculine aura was violently attacking her body, and she felt dizzy again, "Jiang Junyue, you lied to me that morning Isn't it?" Thinking of her own initiative, she blushed a little.

"Is there?" Without giving her any room to think, his lips have already been lifted up and printed on hers, and then flipped over on the spot. In just a moment, the positions of the two have changed drastically. At this moment, he is above and she is below, and she has become a lamb waiting to be slaughtered under him, and she can only let him ask for and take whatever she wants.

Just at this moment, the mobile phone in his pants rang in a terrible way, piercing Jiang Junyue's ear, who was so persistent that he had to pick it up?

Few people know this number, and it is impossible to count it on one hand.

Jiang Junyue heard it, and Lan Jingyi naturally heard it too, and moved his lips away from his lips, "Hurry up and answer the phone, I'm going to take a shower." It's been so long since I came here from T City, and I don't want to take a shower anymore. She felt that she was about to become a clay figurine, and her whole body was sticky and uncomfortable. When he answered the phone, she just took a bath to feel better.

Lan Jingyi unpacked her luggage, took her pajamas, and went to the bathroom. After all, it was the presidential suite, so it felt different. The bathroom was bigger than her usual bedroom, and the bathtub was like a small swimming pool. It was already full when she and Jiang Junyue moved in, and the warm heat floated in the air, with curling smoke, making people feel like they were in a fairyland.

Outside the bathroom, Jiang Junyue picked up the phone and frowned when he saw the number. How long had he not received a call from this person? He seemed to have forgotten that he existed, and the phone rang again He only picked it up because he had a premonition in his heart that something must have happened, otherwise, Jiang Hanyu would never have called him on his own initiative.

"Come on, what's the matter?" When connected, he asked in a cold voice, as his father, having something is nothing, and it was because of his ruthlessness that He Zhiling became what he is now.

"The old man is seriously ill, come back quickly, don't hide in the golden house outside, you can't hide that girl." After Jiang Hanyu finished speaking, he hung up the phone with a "boom".