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Lin Wan was also worried that Meng Bao would stay in bed, but as soon as she yelled, Meng Bao got up from the bed with a grunt.

A pair of eyes are big and energetic, it doesn't look like being woken up from sleep at all.

Lin Wan patted Meng Bao's head, and asked while helping her dress, "Has Meng Bao not fallen asleep?"

"No, Meng Bao tried very hard to sleep, but when he thought about going abroad to Paris soon, he couldn't fall asleep."

Lin Wan felt that this was also very understandable. When she was a child, she would be so excited that she couldn't sleep when she went on spring and autumn outings, not to mention that this was the first time for Mengbao to go abroad.

When boarding the plane, the night was low, and a few stars were shining in the distance.

Meng Bao's beautiful eyes are brighter than the stars in the night, without a trace of fatigue, full of anticipation.

"The first stop of Lemon Treasure's journey around the world, it's about to start!"

Before boarding the plane, Meng Bao announced with one hand on his hips and the other hand high towards the starry sky, full of energy.

Lin Wan was amused: "Traveling all over the world? This idea is very good."

"Yeah, Meng Bao thinks so too, it's what Master said."

Lin Wan was slightly taken aback, Han Ziqian was much better at speaking than his mother.

The private plane is spacious and tidy. Not only does it have a large and comfortable bed, but there is also a washroom at the back, where you can even take a bath.

Small kitchen and entertainment room are also available.

"It will take about 10 hours to fly there. Mengbao can sleep for a while. We will get off the plane before 5 am, and we will be able to arrive at the show at the downtown convention and exhibition center after 6 am."

Meng Bao sat on the bed like a duckling, how could she sleep, she looked around curiously, and found everything new.

After hearing Lin Wan's words, Meng Bao stopped to observe, she wrenched her fingers, feeling something was wrong.

"Mom, it's past 1 o'clock now, and it will be past 10 o'clock in 11 hours. How can it be less than 5 o'clock in Paris?"

Lin Wan explained with a smile: "There is a time difference between our capital city and Paris, and the difference is about 7 hours. So, the current time, plus the flight time, and minus the time difference, is the exact time in Paris."

This is knowledge that Meng Bao has never learned. She didn't quite understand it, so she started the [-] whys mode, and quickly understood the basics of jet lag.

"It's amazing, don't we see the sun rise earlier than the Parisians every day!"

The clever Meng Bao quickly found the point, and the little man's sense of national pride was enlightened in this way.

"When the plane is flying up, the eardrums may feel uncomfortable. Don't be afraid, Mengbao."

Lin Wan reminded Meng Bao, and gently rubbed Meng Bao's ears with her hands, trying to relieve her discomfort.

But until the plane finished its ascent and accelerated and started to fly smoothly, Mengbao didn't feel any discomfort.

"Mengbao is really powerful." Lin Wan praised with a thumbs up.

Only then did she realize that Meng Bao had been practicing the secret heirloom of the Lin family.

The physical fitness of practitioners is really extraordinary.

When the plane took off into the sky, Meng Bao was even more reluctant to sleep. The clouds that were floating in the sky so far away were so close at hand.

One after another is like cotton candy, Meng Bao really wants to hold them in his hand and taste what they taste like.

I really want to lie on it and roll around, comparing the bed made by Yun Duo and the bed under myself, which one is softer.

Meng Bao leaned over the windowpane and looked at it, his little face was squeezed and deformed.

Lin Wan glanced at the pitch black outside, and said with a broken smile, "What did Meng Bao see, so fascinated?"

Meng Bao replied: "Clouds, so many clouds!"

Lin Wan looked at Meng Bao in surprise, and then looked out of the window, but it was still dark and nothing could be seen.

With a thought, she realized that Meng Bao's five senses had become extremely sharp.

Thinking that such a soft and cute child is so powerful, and that she was born by herself, Lin Wan was so proud.

She reminded Meng Bao: "Sleep after watching it for a while."

"Got it, mom!"

Mengbao looked at it for a while, and was so excited for two hours. The energetic Mengbao finally "lost the battery" and reluctantly "shut down".

The drowsy Lin Wan felt that Xiao Tuanzi got into the bed, raised her hand to help Meng Bao cover the quilt, and then gently patted Meng Bao's shoulder with her hand, and the mother and daughter fell asleep together.

When I got off the plane, the distant horizon had already been dyed a little red by the rising sun.

Lin Wan took Meng Bao's hand, got into the car again, and drove towards the exhibition center in the city center.

Because it is winter, the sky is not yet clear, the wind is blowing, and there are few pedestrians on the road.

But those European-style buildings, whose style is very different from that of Huaguo, are magnificent, elegant and retro, which makes Mengbao feel very novel.

She suddenly turned into a curious baby again.

"Mom, why are there sharp things on the top of those houses, so narrow, can people live in them?"

Meng Bao pointed to those buildings with tall and steep tops.

"Because many people here believe in God and feel that they can get close to their God in this way. This is called Gothic architecture."

Seeing that Meng Bao was still a little confused, Lin Wan added, "God is like our Bodhisattva."

This time Meng Bao understood, but she soon discovered something new.

"Mom, look quickly, that door is so big!"

Lin Wan knew what Meng Bao was talking about without looking at it: "That is the Arc de Triomphe, built to commemorate the triumphant return of a general named Napoleon. From the air, you will find that the Arc de Triomphe is the center of twelve streets, as if the stars are shining , It’s beautiful, at night, we can go to the Eiffel Tower to take a look at this beautiful landscape.”

"Okay, okay, but what is the Eiffel Tower?"

Lin Wan found that Meng Bao's questions were like nesting dolls, one after another, but she was not impatient at all.

In the past five years or so, she thought that she would never have the chance to see her daughter again. Lin Wan was so lucky to be able to hug her daughter like this and tell her about the things she was interested in!

Lin Wan swears that she will patiently answer baby Mengbao's questions in her lifetime.

"The Eiffel Tower is..."

"The Seine River? Come, mother will tell you..."

"Mengbao, look, this is the Champs-Elysees, a famous shopping street. After the show, mom will take you here for a stroll, and you can buy whatever you like..."

"We have eaten French food before, and many small snacks here are also delicious. There is a macaron next to the Louvre that makes authentic macarons. Mom will take you to eat later..."

When the car stopped at the gate of the exhibition center, Meng Bao was still unsatisfied.

My mother has a nice voice and speaks vividly, not inferior to a kindergarten teacher at all.

Meng Bao has learned a lot.

"Oh, Mengbao, my little angel, my little Rose, it's so nice to meet you!"

As soon as he got out of the car, Meng Bao saw Uncle Barbie wearing a nice white suit, galloping towards him like a white dove in the square.

His blond hair was tied back impulsively, and his handsome face was full of joy.

"Hello, Uncle Barbie!" Meng Bao greeted obediently.

Mr. Milo said mysteriously and proudly: "My little Mengbao, today, you will receive a big surprise!"