Boulevard Montagne, the most exclusive boutique in Paris, France, is close to the famous Champs-Élysées in France.

The Champs-Ésés, the equivalent of every city's clothing market, is boutique, but not expensive, expensive, luxury, on Boulevard Montagne

Anjing takes a bus from Paris to Boulevard Montagne and then walks to the coffee shop at the very end.

The sound of the beautiful piano came from inside, and he sat at the window and drank coffee gracefully and gracefully.

The sunlight outside the window fell on his noble body, shrouded in a thin golden light.

The huge café, he is alone, chartered.

An Jing walked over, Gu Yuxuan looked at her lightly, put down the cup in his hand, stood up, and said, "Let's go." ”

An Jing: "......"

France is a very romantic city that will remind people of many romantic scenes.

For example, an elegant man rents a room for a beautiful woman, drinks mellow coffee, listens to melodious music, and smells the fragrance of roses.

He chartered the venue, coffee, music, roses.

Hehe, he just enjoyed it by himself.

An Jing concluded that the unruly and arrogant man in front of him who flaunted the young master's arrogance did not know how to love women.

An Jing followed him to Maserati.

Gu Yuxuan handed a word to An Jing, squinted at her, raised his eyebrows, and said, "My hobbies, not much, you memorize them." ”

An Jing took the paper in his hand, opened it, and was completely thundered.

Many employers will also give her their interests, hobbies, and attention.

It's basically a piece of paper, about a dozen strips.

This Mr. is also a piece of paper, and the words on the paper are in six-point font, the same size as ants, and I glanced at it, and before I could see the content, my eyes were already spent.

"Well, Mr., do you have a magnifying glass?" An Jing asked.

Gu Yuxuan turned around, stretched out his long arm, clamped her chin, approached with a handsome face, looked at her crystal eyes deeply, and said, "Hey, is your IQ stuck at eight years old?" My surname is Gu, not. ”

An Jing glanced at him, did not answer, and looked at the paper.

Seeing something made her blush more and more.

"That, Mr. Gu, I don't think there are some things you don't have to write on." An Jing said.

"Which one?" Gu Yuxuan leaned over, and his face was about to touch An Jing's face.

No, it's already stuck on An Jing's face.

An Jing subconsciously leaned towards the car window.

Gu Yuxuan took a breath, her body seemed to have the same milky fragrance as when she was a child, and it smelled good.

"Is it because I haven't had a girlfriend, or can I fight for more than half an hour at a time, and fight eight times in one night?" Gu Yuxuan raised his eyebrows and said seemingly lazily and casually.

An Jing locked his vast eyes, furrowed his brows, and said with disgust: "I think Mr. Gu has bragged and bragged, you don't have a girlfriend, how can you fight for more than half an hour at a time, eight times a night?" ”

"Who says you have to find a woman to have this effect?" Gu Yuxuan said teasingly, a trace of evil and cunning flashed in his eyes.

An Jing's jaw fell in shock, and he looked at Gu Yuxuan's handsome face that was better than a woman's in surprise.

Attack? Accept!

Glass.

An Jing tugged at the corners of his mouth, revealing a smile that seemed to be insightful.

No wonder he won't have a girlfriend with his excellent conditions, it turns out that the orientation is so high-end!

Gu Yuxuan looked at her as if he believed it, he was annoyed by himself, and knocked An Jing's head, "You are empty here!" Listen, it seems that there is still an echo! ”

An Jing: "......"