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The lighting in the store is soft, and every decoration is exquisite and warm. As soon as you walk in, you will be deeply attracted by the atmosphere.

Jiang Yuzhu looked around, and finally his eyes fell on the dazzling display cabinet of desserts.

Pei Jingchuan said softly to Jiang Yuzhu: "Yuzhu, if you want to eat anything, just order it."

Jiang Yuzhu approached the display cabinet, her eyes lingering on each dessert.

From macarons to crepes to rum mille-feuille, everything dazzled her and made it difficult to make a choice.

Seeing this, a young waiter came over and introduced Jiang Yuzhu to Jiang Yuzhu's special desserts in fluent English.

"Miss, if this is your first time in Paris, I highly recommend you try our special macarons."

“Our macarons are brightly colored and come in a variety of flavors, and you can feel the rich French style in every bite.”

The waiter enthusiastically showed Jiang Yuzhu various flavors of macarons, from classic vanilla and raspberry to matcha and lavender.

Jiang Yuzhu's eyes were attracted by the colorful macarons.

She nodded, "Okay, let's have a macaron, and..."

The waiter continued: "In addition to macarons, our crepes and rum mille-feuille are also very popular."

“The crepe is crispy on the outside and rich in cream and fruit, sweet but not greasy.”

“The rum mille-feuille is made up of layers of puff pastry filled with rum-soaked cream. Each layer has a rich texture.”

Jiang Yuzhu was dumbfounded. She turned to look at Pei Jingchuan, her eyes shining with anticipation.

"Jingchuan, let's all order some so that we can taste different flavors."

Pei Jingchuan felt warm in his heart when he saw Jiang Yuzhu's excited expression.

He said to the waiter: "Okay, then I'll order one of each according to your recommendation."

The waiter smiled and took down their order, then stepped back gracefully to prepare dessert.

Pei Jingchuan and Jiang Yuzhu found a window seat and sat down. Outside was the street scene of Paris at night, with busy traffic and bright lights.

And they are waiting for their sweet moment in this warm little shop.

Soon after, the waiter brought the desserts they ordered. Everything was beautifully arranged, colorful and pleasing to the eye.

Jiang Yuzhu excitedly picked up the spoon and took a bite of the macaron. It was sweet but not greasy and full of aroma.

Next came the crepes, which were crispy on the outside and soft on the inside. She couldn't help but admire the perfect combination of cream and fruit.

Finally, there is the rum mille-feuille. The layers of puff pastry are filled with a faint aroma of rum. Every bite is enjoyable.

Pei Jingchuan looked at the way Jiang Yuzhu's eyebrows relaxed as he tasted each dessert, and the love in his heart was beyond words.

As time passed, the two seemed to have forgotten the existence of time.

Through desserts and conversations, they weaved together the unique memories of this night.

After returning to the hotel room, Jiang Yuzhu breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the edge of the bed, reminiscing about the delicious food he had just eaten.

She couldn't help but sigh: "It's a Paris dessert after all. It's delicious, but it's a bit boring if you eat too much."

Pei Jingchuan smiled, walked lightly to the coffee table, and specially prepared a cup of tea for Jiang Yuzhu.

"Yuzhu, let's have a cup of tea. It can help relieve fatigue." He said, handing the tea cup to her lightly.

Jiang Yuzhu took the tea cup, and the faint fragrance of tea immediately filled the air.

She blew the tea leaves gently floating on the tea surface and took a sip.

The warm tea flowed through her throat, taking away a little bit of the greasiness and making her feel physically and mentally relaxed.

"Thank you, Jingchuan, this tea is so timely." Jiang Yuzhu looked at him gratefully, his eyes full of affection.

When Jiang Yuzhu was immersed in the tenderness given by Pei Jingchuan, her cell phone suddenly rang, breaking the silence of the room.

She glanced at the phone screen with some surprise and found that it was a video call from Mengling.

"It's Mengling." Jiang Yuzhu said to Pei Jingchuan, with a hint of expectation in her voice.

Jiang Yuzhu gently slid the answer button, and Meng Ling's face immediately appeared on the screen.

As soon as Meng Ling saw Jiang Yuzhu's face, she immediately put aside the excitement of the opening ceremony.

He put on a bitter and resentful look and began to complain to her.

"Sister Yuzhu, you don't know how boring confinement is! I'm almost going crazy being trapped at home now."

"Every day is just about feeding and changing diapers. I'm tired of watching TV series. I've almost forgotten what the outside world is like."

Jiang Yuzhu couldn't help but laugh softly when he saw Meng Ling's slightly exaggerated expression.

Mengling's complaint wasn't over yet. She suddenly changed the topic and spoke half curiously and half reproachfully.

"By the way, Sister Yuzhu, you haven't been at home during this time, where have you been playing?

Jiang Yuzhu smiled slightly, with a mischievous light flashing in his eyes.

She whispered into the phone: "Mengling, I'm in a place you didn't expect now."

"Where? Tell me quickly!" Meng Ling's voice was full of curiosity.

Jiang Yuzhu pretended to smile mysteriously, and then slowly turned the mobile phone camera out of the window, and the night scenery of Paris came into the lens.

Through the screen of her mobile phone, Meng Ling saw the brilliantly lit Eiffel Tower in the distance and the brilliant Seine River below.

"Oh my God! Sister Yuzhu, you are actually in Paris! You look so romantic!" Meng Ling's voice was full of envy.

Jiang Yuzhu smiled and nodded, with a sense of pride in his tone: "Yes, Meng Ling, we are enjoying our world together in Paris."

She couldn't help but cast her eyes towards Pei Jingchuan next to her, where he was sitting quietly on the sofa, looking at her tenderly.

Seeing this, Pei Jingchuan walked over gently, smiled and waved at the phone screen: "Mengling, long time no see."

Mengling saw that Pei Jingchuan was there and couldn't help teasing her.

"Oh, let me tell you, it turns out that the two of us got tired of each other. It seems that this trip must be very romantic!"

Jiang Yuzhu's cheeks turned slightly red after hearing this. She curled her lips slightly: "It's not as exaggerated as you said. But..."

She paused, her eyes filled with happiness: "The night in Paris is indeed beautiful, and every moment with Jingchuan is special."

After hearing Jiang Yuzhu's words, Meng Ling's eyes flashed with envy, and she muttered a little aggrievedly.

"It's true, you two are so romantic. Now I'm trapped at home and can't even get out. I'm so jealous of you."

Jiang Yuzhu looked at Meng Ling's half-smiling expression and knew that she was not really angry, so he comforted her softly.

"Mengling, after the confinement period, let Yan Qing take you to enjoy the romance."

When Mengling heard this, her eyes sparkled even more, but she couldn't help but sigh.

"You also know that Yan Qing is not as attentive and romantic as Jing Chuan. If he could bring me to Paris, I would be so happy."

When Pei Jingchuan heard this, he smiled slightly and interjected softly.

"Mengling, don't say that. I believe Yan Qing also loves you in his own way."

"Everyone expresses love in different ways. Maybe I can give him a hint later."