Always getting over you

It's driving and traveling. When you see a good place, you stop and paint. You get a lot of inspiration.

Knowing that Moran was also learning painting, he invited Moran and asked if she wanted to go with them to sketch.

Moran saw that they had men and women, and agreed.

She will eventually embark on the road of painting. She will learn a lot from sketching with them.

In the end, eleven of them were going together.

Five women, six men.

They have driven three cars, each of which is an off-road vehicle for seven people, but they have a little too much luggage, so the car is still a bit crowded.

Moran and the landlord's son Peter sit in a car, there is a woman the same age with Moran, named EVA, is Peter's girlfriend.

"LAN, are you Chinese?" Eva was talking to her in the car.

"I'm Chinese, born and raised in London," Moran said with a smile

"Have you ever been to China?"

"Yes."

"I heard it was a very mysterious country..."

EVA is very friendly and talkative. She chatted with her all the way. Moran felt that time passed quickly.

After half a day's journey, they arrived at a small village with beautiful scenery. Behind the village, there was a large forest.

They stopped near the forest.

"We'll live here tonight. Let's go and set up a tent first." Pete greets them.

Moran and they got out of the car, took out their luggage, and were ready to set up a tent.

In the evening, EVA and pete will live in a tent, and a couple will also live in a tent.

Then there are three women and four men left.

Three women can live in one tent, four men can live in two.

Who knows these Frenchmen are too open. On the way, two other women have found men who can live together at night, and Moran is the only woman left.

There are two left on the men's side, so we need four tents altogether.

At night, Moran had to live alone, just as she was not used to sleeping with others. It was good to live alone.

……

It's getting dark.

Set up the tent, they set up a campfire and planned to have a barbecue.

Moran sat by the fire, listening to their singing and dancing, turning over the food in his hands.

"Hi, LAN." A man came up and said hello to her.

Moran smiles, "Hi."

"Can I help you?" The man sat down beside her, his eyes glowing with enthusiasm.

"No, thank you."

"LAN, are you Chinese?" Each of them loved to ask her that question.

Moran nodded: "I am Chinese, but I was born and raised in London."

"I like China very much. You are the most beautiful Chinese woman I have ever seen." The man spoke highly of her.

Moran's appearance is very small, Jasper, there is a classical beauty, very attractive.

She also knew his intentions, but Moran was not averse.

It is the nature of the French to pursue romance and happiness.

She doesn't like it. She can just refuse.

Moran got up and said with a smile, "I'm going to get some more food. I'm sorry."

Seeing her go, the man also knew that Moran refused him. He didn't care, and he had an open-minded smile.

After eating, it was completely dark.

Moran washed by the stream and went back to his tent to rest.

She changed her pajamas and lay down comfortably.

The others, however, have no plans to rest.

Some are playing and singing on the piano, others are drawing on the drawing board.