Cheng Cheng felt that this was not good, but Huo Licheng's tone made it impossible for her to refuse, so she could only lie back obediently.
Huo Licheng wrapped his arms around her waist and fell asleep quietly.
Cheng Cheng was stiff in his arms, and she gradually relaxed until she felt that Huo Licheng seemed to be asleep.
But when he really relaxed, Cheng Cheng felt that he was being pretentious and just let everything take its course.
Cheng Cheng also fell asleep unknowingly. When he opened his eyes again, it was already night here, and the people around him had already disappeared. Cheng Cheng washed his face and went out, and at a glance he saw Huo Licheng sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window holding a computer. Fingers flew across the keyboard.
Cheng Cheng did not go over to disturb him. As soon as he turned around, he heard the sound of the computer closing, followed by her very familiar voice: "Are you awake?"
"Um!"
Huo Licheng had already stood up and left his computer aside, and walked towards Cheng Cheng: "The night view of Paris is nice. Do you want to go and see it? Now is the right time."
Cheng Cheng nodded and added: "I have to find some food, I'm hungry."
Huo Licheng chuckled twice. Her words "I'm hungry" coupled with her little expression were so adorable.
After taking Cheng Cheng to have an authentic French meal, Huo Licheng took him to the Eiffel Tower, the iconic building in Paris.
Cheng Cheng was like a flying bird. She didn't know French and her English was average. Huo Licheng didn't let go of Cheng Cheng's hand for almost the entire process. Now the bird couldn't be shut down and could only let her fly around.
Cheng Cheng looked at this iron-built tower. Paris is a romantic city, and the Eiffel Tower is the symbol of Paris.
But please forgive her lack of aesthetics. Cheng Cheng really doesn't know how romantic this iron-built tower is
In Cheng Cheng's eyes, this was far worse than the ancient pagodas in China.
"Come on, go up and have a look."
Huo Licheng took Cheng Cheng up in the elevator. As the elevator slowly rose, Cheng Cheng was gradually able to overlook the scenery below. When the elevator reached its highest point, the entire night of Paris was unobstructed.
The scenery is indeed good, but it is not as beautiful as others say.
Each is different and each has its own merits.
Huo Licheng walked behind Cheng Cheng and hugged her from behind. With a little force, Cheng Cheng leaned on his chest. The moment he was enveloped by Huo Licheng's breath, looking at the distant scenery below, Cheng Cheng suddenly felt that he I understand why this is romantic.
This kind of complementary cooperation can really poke the soft spot in a girl's heart.
Paris... romantic... romantic city.
Now she was nestled in Huo Licheng's arms, standing at the highest point of the city's symbol.
“It’s so beautiful here”
"Yes, Not Bad."
"Huo Licheng, how do you say this iron tower in French?"
There was a hint of smile in Master Huo's eyes, and he slowly said: "Jet'aime"
"Je... Je... what?"
"Jet'aime"
Cheng Cheng parroted it several times before pronouncing it correctly.
"Jet'aime... Jet'aime..."
"Jet'aime"
Cheng Cheng didn't notice that every time she said something, Huo Licheng would repeat it again.
"Jet'aime"… I love you…
In a place like this, this is how you should say it.
I have to say that this is not the trick for the sinister Master Huo to confess his love!
A certain Miss Cheng had no idea that she had fallen into the pit dug by others. She just kept repeating it, trying to pronounce it more standardly.