The streets of Paris have a sense of medieval and fashionable combination, and are very story-oriented, and are a beautiful picture everywhere.

Xia Zhixing couldn't help but take out his cell phone to take a photo. After taking a few photos, she suddenly looked at Bo Yechen beside her, "Do you want me to take one for you?"

Xia Zhixing raised his little face and consulted his opinion earnestly. In fact, she had been thinking about it for a long time, but she just felt that secretly taking pictures were not good.

Bo Yechen glanced at her, "I'll consider it."

Xia Zhixing was stunned. What were he thinking?

Bo Yechen's dark eyes were deep, "You think the photo on the cover of the magazine was not clear before, so you want to have my own personal one."

Xia Zhixing: ""

She choked, "I just think the scenery here is very good, so I can take photos and take photos for you."

Bo Yechen snorted coldly, "If you want to treasure my photos, I will consider it."

Xia Zhixing: ""

An arrogant stinky man!

The two of them walked and stopped for nearly an hour. This time Xia Zhixing no longer consulted a man's opinion, but stuffed his phone directly into his hand, "Photo take a picture?"

Suddenly, he asked as if he thought of something, "Do you know how to use it?"

Bo Yechen lifted his eyelids and glanced at her lightly, as if her questions were too naive.

Xia Zhixing curled her lips, it’s not her fault for having such a question! It really doesn’t look like someone who can take photos with her mobile phone!

She found a beautiful location with a beautiful background and stood there. She waited for a long time but didn't start taking pictures.

Her face was almost laughing and froze, and she felt very excited: What are you doing! No, no, it is normal for him to be arrogant and decisive in the shopping mall to be a man who is arrogant and decisive, and she will not make fun of him, she is arrogant!

After a while, Bo Yechen said in a faint voice: "Okay."

Xia Zhixing quickly took the phone and looked at it, "It's so ugly."

Bo Yechen spoke slowly, "I think it's very beautiful."

Xia Zhixing: ""

Her face immediately flew into two crimson reds. Girls like to be praised for being beautiful, especially the man they like.

The two of them walked hand in hand on the streets of Paris. They often saw a pair of young couples holding hands or standing on the streets and kissing each other. The picture was warm and sweet.

Xia Zhixing was a little greedy for this rare leisure time and always felt that it was unreal like a bubble.

“Is there any fun town near Paris?”

"Um?"

"We can go to some distinctive towns after tomorrow's shooting."

"Okay, I'll let Tang Yuan arrange it."

""

Xia Zhixing suddenly felt a little sympathetic to Tang Yuan. This was forced to develop in an all-round way!

Ten minutes later, the two stopped at the door of an old restaurant with local characteristics. The decorations and ornaments inside looked a bit old, and they were full of bourgeoisie and style everywhere.

Xia Zhixing was a little surprised. Bo Yechen would come to such a place?

The two found a seat by the window, and then she clearly heard Bo Yechen communicate with the restaurant owner in fluent French to order food.

She was stunned. His pronunciation was too standard! His words were straight and if you only listen to the sound, you would think that the other party was an elegant and romantic French man.

Xia Zhixing thinks that Bo Yechen is the one she knows the best French one. The low-alcoholic male voice with a unique French accent is more melodious and beautiful than the cello!

Intoxicating

Bo Yechen turned his head and met Xia Zhixing's eyes as he looked at him in a daze, with a smile in his black eyes, "Are you fascinated by my personal charm?"

"puff"

Xia Zhixing had just taken a sip of the coffee and sprayed it out uncontrollably, just splashing on Bo Yechen's valuable shirt.

Just in front of his chest, he was wet and stuck to him, and the smooth lines inside could be seen.

"Cough, I'll wipe it for you."

Xia Zhixing almost couldn't take his eyes away and hurriedly took a tissue to wipe him, but he grabbed his wrist, and a smile seemed to flash in his dark eyes like a deep pool.

"Intentionally?"

Xia Zhixing blushed and wanted to shake off his hand, "Let's go! I'll wipe it for you."
Chapter completed!