The runaway wife of the president of the empire

At night, they came to a square, which lost the grandeur of the day and became very warm and romantic.The candlelight on the table in the surrounding restaurant, the lovers and relatives beside the table, together with the music, fully show the romantic feelings.

There are many paintings sellers in the center of the square. Any scenic spot in Rome is very, very beautiful when it appears on the canvas. These stalls selling paintings make the whole atmosphere artistic.

Mu Yiyi took a sip of coffee and said, "This place is really beautiful!"

She turned her head to look at a young man holding a drawing board and drawing under the light, smiled and said, "I used to think about being like them, drawing portraits for people while wandering around to earn some living expenses!"

"Wandering? Why?" [

Why?Mu Yiyi still looked at the young man, not daring to continue.

Isn't it just for her dream?Dreaming of that boy coming to her, and wandering the world together.

"Do you have a dream?" She looked back at him.

"Dream?" Lei Yufeng's heart jumped twice immediately after.

At that moment, when he looked at her, he suddenly felt fearful, afraid of being held tight by her, hurting only because of her!

Because, in the past, he had no dreams.When he met her later, she became his dream.

"I... have no dreams! That is a very illusory thing!" A world without her is a world where dreams have been destroyed.

It's illusory, subversive, lifeless...

"I have!" She inadvertently curled the corner of her mouth, her clear eyes looked blurred under the light.

She stretched out her hand to hold the coffee cup, and the warm feeling passed over her palm and penetrated into her heart.

Although the dream was shattered, it was also a beautiful feeling.Just because Lei Yufeng is the continuation of that dream after it was shattered.

With the dream she had for 11 years, she had the time with Lei Yufeng.

"Beautiful lady, this is for you!" At this moment, the Italian young man who was drawing came over and handed a drawing on sketch paper to Mu Yiyi.

Monan and several of his subordinates, who had been sitting not far from them, almost jumped up.

Lei Yufeng turned his head and stopped them with sharp eyes.

The tourists sitting next to him all cast surprised glances at this side, Monan sat down, and those subordinates also sat down.

Mu Yiyi looked down at the painting in her hand. On the picture was a sketch of her head. She tilted her head and stared into the distance with a pair of bright and charming eyes. Her silky hair was hanging down smoothly.

It turned out that the young man had been painting her without a trace.

"The painting is really good!" Mu Yiyi exclaimed. [

"He wants to give you the painting!" After Lei Yufeng finished speaking, he said to the young man in Italian: "Thank you! Your painting is very good! My girlfriend likes it very much!"

He reached out to take out his wallet, and the young man waved his hand: "Sir, no, thank you! I wish you happiness!"

"Thank you!" Mu Yiyi smiled sweetly and thanked in English.

"I hope this painting can bring you happiness!" After the young man finished speaking, he went to pack his things, and Monan over there left his seat, stepped forward a few steps, and stuffed a banknote into the young man's pocket.

"That..." Mu Yiyi was stunned by the scene in front of him, why is Monan like this?

Monan's actions won Lei Yufeng's acquiescence, he raised the corner of his mouth and chuckled, reached out and snatched the painting from Mu Yiyi's hand.