Dark sugar is hard to prevent

Chapter 324 Night in Paris
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The heater was turned on in the taxi, and when he got in the car, the chill on Tang Xien's body subsided a little, and he felt comfortable in his internal organs.

"Where are we going tonight?" she asked.

Fu Shiyu didn't answer, but instead said: "I don't think you are so afraid of the cold in China."

Tang Xien was attracted by the Arc de Triomphe passing by outside the window, and casually replied: "The familiar environment has a sense of security, so I don't feel particularly cold. In unfamiliar places, the body and mind are more sensitive to changes in temperature. This is also understandable For 'psychological chills'."

Fu Shiyu likes the way she speaks one set of words like this. She can fool people with three or five words, but she wants to make two or three long sentences.

If you are not familiar with her, you will think that she is pretentious; if you are familiar with her, you will know that she occasionally answers questions with a habit of layer-by-layer analysis, probably due to legal thinking.

This habit is very good. Tang Xien will definitely be able to solve the "1 whys" type of problems very well and patiently in the future.

At this moment, in Fu Shiyu's eyes, Tang Xi'en was already a good mother.

He smiled and sat next to her, and took her into his arms: "With me here, I'm no stranger anywhere."

The person in his arms was looking curiously at the streets of Paris outside the window. After a while, he recalled, raised his face and kissed him on the chin, hugged him and smiled: "What do you mean, you want to say that you are 'home'?"

"I don't know who said that a lover's heart is the best house."

"Did I say that?"

Tang Xien no longer remembered whether she had said this sentence, but the speaker had no intention of listening to it, she only said it once, but Fu Shiyu will always remember this sentence in his heart.

When the car passed the embassy in France, she grabbed Fu Shiyu's coat and said excitedly, "Look, the embassy!"

Fu Shiyu looked in the direction of her finger. Just as she was about to speak, she suddenly pointed to the front windshield of the car: "Montparnasse Tower! Shall we go to 'Paris Sky' for dinner tonight?"

Fu Shiyu smiled silently, and kissed her on the cheek: "It's really smart."

Tang Xi'en was very happy. The Montparnasse Tower and the Paris Sky Restaurant were famous. Even if Fu Shiyu didn't bring her here today, she might ask him to come with him to experience the magic of overlooking Paris at night after finishing her work tomorrow.

Fu Shiyu glanced at his watch: "The restaurant doesn't open until seven o'clock, and it's only after five o'clock. Let's go to the sightseeing floor first."

Such an arrangement was simply too much to Tang Xien's liking, and she was happy and looking forward to it.
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The car stopped in front of the Montparnasse Tower, and they took the elevator to the nearly 200-meter-high sightseeing floor.The high-altitude sightseeing hall is lively, modern and comfortable.

Tang Xien walked to the sight-seeing window, overlooking the endless streets of Paris.

She excitedly pointed to the buildings she knew from TV, movies, and pictures: "Honours, Montmartre, Center Pompidou..."

Fu Shiyu looked in the direction of her finger, and every time she mentioned a place, he translated it in French: "les Invalides, Montmartre, le center Pompidou..."

"And Notre Dame de Paris!" Tang Xi'en pulled Fu Shiyu to look at the magnificent light gray building in the distance, "I read "The Hunchback of Notre Dame" for the first time in the fifth grade of elementary school, and I didn't understand what the novel was trying to express at that time I just think it is a tragic story. When I read the English version when I was in college, combined with the political background of France at that time, I can understand the thoughts the author wants to express..."

Fu Shiyu also looked at the building, with a faint smile on his lips: "Notre-Dame de Paris, Notre-Dame. "The Hunchback of Notre Dame" is one of my favorite novels. Coincidentally, the first time I Look, it's also in the fifth grade of primary school..."

"Does our family have this novel?" Tang Xi'en turned his head and asked.

Fu Shiyu nodded.

She immediately took his arm and said intimately: "Then when we go back, shall we watch it together again?"

"it is good."

At that time, Paris was sunset.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass windows on the viewing floor, you can overlook the entire fashion capital.The blue sky in the distance is gradually blurred and merged by a large piece of magnificent clouds on the west side, until the whole sky seems to be on fire.

This is the warmest moment before darkness falls.

Tang Xi'en wrapped his arms around Fu Shiyu's waist, leaning his head lightly on his shoulder, seeing the magnificence in front of him, and suddenly shouted excitedly: "I've decided!"

"Decide what?"

"Starting tomorrow, I will take good care of my health, eat more vegetables and less meat, and I will live to be 80! I hope that when I am 80 and you are 85, we can still stand here and watch the sunset in Paris!"

The corners of Fu Shiyu's lips raised slowly, and he raised his hand to pinch her fleshy cheek: "You probably forget it when you wake up from sleep?"

"People are telling the truth...!"

"Well, I know, this moment is real. I'll ask you tomorrow..."

"Hmph! Just ask!"
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The sun is slowly setting, fiery red and black are alternately changing, the Eiffel Tower, the Arc de Triomphe, everything in Paris is shining with light, and there is a golden light in the darkness. The light extends to the horizon along the central axis of the city of Paris, as if to The world is on fire.

At the moment of the hour, the searchlight on the top of the iron tower rotates continuously, illuminating the distant sky, as if it is the brightest star in the night sky.

Sitting in the "Paris Restaurant" at a height of more than 200 meters, overlooking the bright night view of the city of Paris, and taking in all this shocking sight, the feeling is no less than having dinner with God.

At the corner of the dining table by the window, there is a delicate and dripping champagne rose. In the clear goblet, the dark red wine is as charming as the night in Paris.

Tang Xi'en took a sip from the wine glass, raised the corners of his lips slightly, closed his eyes and shook his head, looking very enjoying it.

She was already a little drunk, her eyes were slightly squinted, her cheeks were flushed, and her voice was much softer than when she was sober: "This wine is delicious! Shall we buy this kind of wine for a treat?"

Fu Shiyu, who was cutting the steak with downcast eyes, looked over and said with a smile, "This wine is not high enough."

"Just drink it well!" Tang Xien protested with a blushing face, "I don't care! I want this one!"

"I'm going to South France the day after tomorrow. There will be better drinks waiting for you. Don't worry."

"No! I want this one!"

Generally, if it is so difficult to communicate, it means that you are really drunk.

Fu Shiyu had no choice but to back down: "At that time, we will take two bottles away, and then we will directly find the manufacturer to order in bulk."

The request was met, Tang Xi'en smiled brightly, raised his head and drank the remaining red wine in the glass, and began to pat himself on the cheek with his hand.

Seeing her like this, Fu Shiyu was afraid that the aftereffect of the alcohol would make her even more drunk, so he quickly paid the bill and took her away.

　There are two more.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)