The devil's deal, the president's substitute lover

042 Uninhabited Breath The next afternoon, Rouge appeared in the waiting hall on time with a stomach full of reluctance, a simple suitcase and sunglasses.

Yin Fei still looked down at the phone after seeing her.

Rouge gritted her teeth and followed Yin Fei like a shadow.

When we got on the plane, we found seats together like strangers.

"Miss, do you want coffee?" Yin Fei suddenly turned his head to say hello, like a chance meeting on a plane.

Rouge immediately turned her face to the outside of the string window: "No drink, thank you."

Yin Fei beckoned to the stewardess for a cup of coffee and took a sip: "There are still more than ten hours before dawn, are you going to eat bigu?"

"Night is time for sleep, not time for eating and drinking." Rouge grabbed the blanket and wrapped herself tightly, turned to one side and closed her eyes to rest.

Yin Fei raised the corners of her lips and pointed at Rouge and said seriously to the stewardess: "Remember, please don't disturb this lady before she arrives. She is extremely sleep-deprived and needs to be made up."

"Okay, sir." The flight attendant politely wrote down Rouge's seat number.

Yan Zhi was stunned by Yin Fei. He was drinking coffee contentedly, and casually took out a stack of documents from his briefcase to read.

He did it on purpose.Rouge didn't bother to talk to him either.Soon, the flight attendant sent a late-night snack on the plane and gave her a drink. She really didn't wake her up.

Yin Fei slowly spread a cup of drink and two pieces of small bread with butter, while reading the newspaper.

The pungent scent of Rouge was so hungry that she fell asleep in a daze. In her dream, it turned out that Yin Fei took her to a big meal and feasted on it.

Just woke up, the plane also broadcast a notice to prepare to descend.

At seven in the morning, Air China stopped at Charles de Gaulle Airport.An old white man came to pick up the plane.

In autumn in Paris, the morning air is moist and fresh, and the smell is full of the aroma of plane trees.All kinds of shops are still asleep, but couples walking on the street can be seen kissing from time to time.

Rouge kept looking out of the car window.Anyway, she has already boarded Yin Fei's thief ship, and at this moment, Yan Zhi, who is in a different place, is holding the idea of ​​resigning herself to fate.

The car turns across the Seine.In front of the statue, a man stood obsessively, his reflection reflected in the shadow of the statue's rising sun.

Walking across the bridge, a slightly obese woman came into his arms and kissed him passionately.Ignoring the cars and pedestrians around them, they seemed to be melted with enthusiasm.

I have long heard that the French can kiss anytime, anywhere.Even the windows of tourist souvenir shops display all kinds of romantic posters, most of which are kisses.

Love is great.But it has nothing to do with myself, and it's still so far away.

"It seems that you are very envious." Yin Fei said suddenly.

"No. I never expect anything that has nothing to do with me."

"Your brother Jin is very poor." Yin Fei glanced at Rouge from the rearview mirror while sitting in the co-pilot.

"Heh—" Rouge sneered in her heart.It's just a transaction that can be stopped at any time, and it's not your turn to worry about my affairs.

The car drove into the bridge of the Seine River, a pale yellow old building next to the Saint-Michel Square.

Rouge followed Yin Fei to the third floor.It's like a pottery studio.About the size of one floor.There are still finished and semi-finished pastes piled up in the corridor.

The left side of the elevator occupies a large area, which is the studio and exhibition hall, and the right side of the elevator is the living room and several guest rooms.

There is a long European-style wooden table in the living room.Covered with a gorgeous knit pattern.

There was an air of no one living in the room.