After marrying a wealthy vegetative person Chongxi[Transmigration Book]

The heart was beating wildly uncontrollably, Jin Miao held his hand without hesitation, and was hugged gently and forcefully by him in the next second.

"Then, please allow me."

Lifting Jin Miao's chin with one hand, Huo Xinhong gave him a standard deep French kiss in front of passers-by:

"Take you to officially start tonight's date."

On the busy road, the crisp sound of horseshoes is particularly noticeable. A luxurious carriage carrying two exquisite-looking "princes" gallops along the road, attracting attention frequently.

The man in the white suit has a cold and stern face, and his deep facial features are as perfect as a sculpture. Just when he looks at the person beside him, his icy blue eyes will melt into a pool of soft spring water; while the man beside him is gentle and elegant, The smile seemed to be as bright as the sun, and the dark eyes were shining brightly under the reflection of the evening sun.

The carriage stopped in front of the Eiffel Tower, and Huo Xinhong jumped out of the carriage first, and extended his hand to Jin Miao.

The setting sun is like a round of rubies that are no longer hot, slowly sinking from the horizon, and the half-purple and half-yellow afterglow shines from behind Huo Xinhong, like a god who has descended into the world.

"I do not know what to say."

Holding his hand tightly, every step Jin Miao took was like stepping on cotton, light and unreal; only Huo Xinhong's temperature from his hand, and the lines on the palm of the man told him that all of this was not true. not a dream:

"Probably the happiest day of my life."

"There will be more surprises in the future, come."

Leading the person off the carriage, Huo Xinhong took Jinmiao's hand and took the elevator all the way to the top floor of the iron building. Huo Xinhong raised his finger and pointed into the distance:

"Look."

In the evening, the whole of Paris was stained with a light yellow filter by the sunset, and the Seine River flowed quietly under their feet as always.

"I love you!"

Suddenly, Huo Xinhong held onto the railing tightly, and shouted loudly to the sky with all his strength:

"Jin Miao!"

This is the first time I saw him abandoning his self-restraint, the blood of Jin Miao's whole body rushed to the top of his head, and he didn't even want to lean against him:

"I love you too!"

Amidst the applause of the crowd, when the two looked at each other, Fang realized that they were like prank playmates. They snickered and hurriedly joined hands. Amidst the ups and downs, they held hands tightly and strode down the stairs.

"But why are we running?"

Panting and running to the next floor, Huo Xinhong's sanity seemed to have finally returned, and he grabbed Jin Miao's hand to signal him to stop:

"Again?"

"Didn't you run first?"

Beside him, Jin Miao's heartbeat pierced her eardrums, and she blushed:

"Mr. Huo, I'm hungry."

"Let's go down."

After rearranging the clothes of the two of them, Huo Xinhong finally remembered tonight's topic, returned to the second floor of the iron tower, and looked sideways at Jin Miao:

"With you sometimes I forget what I'm doing."

Jin Miao raised her eyebrows: "Blame me?"

"Don't dare."

The two came to the restaurant on the second floor of the iron tower. Pushing open the glass door, there was a path paved with roses, extending to a set of candle-lit tables and chairs by the window.

The store is quiet, only the violinist and pianist in the corner are playing soothing music, and the aroma of food penetrates into the nostrils.

The melt-in-your-mouth foie gras, the fragrant and salty cheese, and the sweet and moist ice wine, all kinds of delicious food jump on the tip of the tongue, bringing the best taste enjoyment to this date.

Watching Jin Miao who ate half of the iron tower cake, Huo Xinhong's Adam's apple slipped unconsciously, watching the man's tender tongue touch the cream on his lips, like a greedy kitten:

"Do you know why I choose ice wine?"

"why?"

In the next second, Huo Xinhong's covered lips seemed to answer his doubts. After the soft lips and tongue were tasted several times by the man from inside to outside, he heard Huo Xinhong say:

"Because the fruity scent goes well with you."

"I still remember the day we went to have a showdown with grandpa, you booked a honeymoon suite by the sea."

Afterwards, the two had a very pleasant night. However, at the end of that day, Jin Miao never made it clear, but Huo Xinhong was very clear in his heart:

"It was my birthday that day. I know you asked Cheng Yu a lot about me in advance. I used to hate people celebrating me because I didn't know what to be happy about."

Holding his hand behind his back, Huo Xinhong spoke first:

"But now I've changed my mind. Every year is worth celebrating if it's with you. So, if you want to know something, in the future, you can ask me directly. For everything, I hope you can get it through someone else. I get it out of my mouth."

Could this be...jealous?

It's hard to describe the mood at this time, Jin Miao's heart is half sour and half sweet, just like a sip of ice wine into the throat, the rich fruity aroma is wrapped in a slight sourness, which is endless aftertaste.

"May I ask you to do a dance?"

Facing the hand extended by Huo Xinhong, Jin Miao blinked, put his hand on his palm embarrassingly, and whispered:

"But I won't... Woo!"

"It's just the two of us in the shop. I'll take care of it. It doesn't matter."

It was getting dark outside the window, Huo Xinhong put his arms around his sweetheart, and rested his head on Jinmiao's shoulder:

"If only tonight didn't end."

"fool."

The musician was playing a gentle piece of music, and Jin Miao leaned on his chest, whispering softly:

"I don't want to, there are many things I want to do with you."

The corner of Huo Xinhong's mouth curled up: "For example?"

Jin Miao quickly covered his mouth with a sharp hand: "I know what you want to say, don't spoil the atmosphere."

Huo Xinhong: ...

On the last day in Paris, the two visited Xie Wanyun and his wife in the suburban villa area. As soon as the car stopped, they saw a shepherd dog galloping across the lawn and rushing straight into Huo Xinhong's arms.

"Luis, long time no see."

Opening his arms and embracing Enthusiasm and his reminiscing puppy, Huo Xinhong rarely showed a relaxed smile, and beckoned Jin Miao to come over:

"Getting acquainted."

"so cute."

Catching the puppy who couldn't wait to jump towards him, Jin Miao couldn't put it down and rubbed its head, the fluffy feel was very good:

"Finally see you."

Xie Wanyun and his wife prepared a sumptuous French lunch for the two of them, as well as custom-made exclusive perfumes for the two of them, as well as various small gifts.

After lunch, Huo Xinhong and Phil stayed in the living room to play billiards, while Xie Wanyun and Jin Miao took a walk in the garden:

"If only you could spend a few more days in Paris, I'm really sorry about the project."

"I think so too, he's busy."

Showing a gentle smile to Xie Wanyun, Jin Miao shook her head and said calmly:

"It's over, I'm not hurt, you don't have to mind too much."

"If you don't mind, I have another internship program here, not in the company, but on campus."

Caring about what happened last time, Xie Wanyun always hoped to find a chance to make amends, explaining:

"He is an assistant in a university professor's laboratory. He is an acquaintance of mine. His character and character are trustworthy. The team members are simpler."

Jin Miao's eyes lit up: "Really? Thank you."

"It's me who should say thank you. I heard Leia say that you can make suggestions for her products, and many experienced perfumers can't match them."

Standing beside Jin Miao, Xie Wanyun looked at him sincerely, half grateful and half admiring:

"Not only that, last time at the charity gala, Phil and I almost thought he was going to leave on the spot, after all, the wife was there too."

Realizing that she was referring to Huo Xinhong's mother, Jin Miao held her breath and listened to her:

"We heard about that lady when we were in high school. Because of this, Xinhong was often bullied. At that time, only Phil and I dared to be friends with him. He became quiet, and that's when he started."

"But that night was different. The way we saw you by his side surpassed all words."

With a sigh of relief, Xie Wanyun lowered her eyes and said seriously:

"As your business partner and friend, Phil and I wish you all the best."

Jin Miao smiled: "Thank you."

The two were about to walk back when an old lady's voice outside the fence caught their attention. Xie Wanyun greeted her and turned to Jin Miao:

"You know her?"

"Ah, I met you at the Ritz Hotel two days ago."

After briefly explaining to Xie Wanyun, Jin Miao heard her say:

"That's Miss Lena, the retired head of L brand perfume. I just heard that she has moved to Liz."

The plane back to China is scheduled for the afternoon. With the experience of the first time, Jin Miao is not so nervous this time, and can even be distracted to enjoy the beautiful scenery overlooking Paris:

"I don't know when I can come again?"

"There will be a chance."

Holding his hand, Huo Xinhong leaned back on the chair and asked casually:

"I heard that you met Miss Lena at the hotel? She is lobbying Puffin to start a project in China, about pet aromatherapy."

"Eh?"

Jin Miao turned her head and hesitated to say:

"I seem to have smelled her semi-finished product, and I don't know how to sell it, but from the perspective of cost and audience, there is not much market for it."

"I think so,"

Rubbing his hair, Huo Xinhong took his hand and kissed it on his lips, and said in a deep voice:

"Of course, I'm not involved in Puffin's business. Fortunately, Phil agrees with me. Don't say that,"

Leaning over to his ear, Huo Xinhong asked in a breathy tone:

"We haven't registered yet. When and where did you get the certificate?"

"Abducted by you so easily?"

Turning his eyes, Jin Miao reached out and poked the corner of his malicious mouth, raising his brows:

"Mr. Huo has such a beautiful idea. I'm not such a casual person."

"What do you want to do?"

Unconsciously tightening his arms, Huo Xinhong stared at him, and lowered his voice:

"It's impossible to repent. I'll tie you up and register as soon as I get out of the car."

"Try it if you dare."

Not paying attention to his threats at all, Jin Miao hooked his collar with one hand, and the tip of their noses seemed to brush against each other:

"Let me think about it. I'll think about it when Mr. Huo makes me happy."

In an instant, he listed a hundred ways to make him "happy" to the point where he couldn't walk, Huo Xinhong tried his best to endure, pretending to be docile:

"Then think about it carefully, and understand my anxiety when you think about it."

The several hours of flight passed in a fight, and Huo Xinhong had to rush to the company after getting off the plane, and the two had to take separate cars in the urban area.

Before getting out of the car, taking advantage of Huo Xinhong's inattention, Jin Miao hugged him suddenly, planted a deep kiss on the side of his face, and then left the blindfolded Huo Zong away.

It wasn't until the car drove for a while that Huo Xinhong realized what Jinmiao had put in his suit. It was a piece of imitation parchment paper with beautiful handwriting and a love poem written in cursive script:

……

Thoses.milesuntethemoodiestmind

Theirsunshineteavesaglowbehind

That lightenso'er the heart

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1. Huo Xinhong: Time to register!

Jin Miao: Go as soon as you say, don't I lose face? !

2. Jin Miao: I am not a casual person!

Huo Xinhong: It's okay, I just got up casually, didn't I...

Jin Miao: Shut up (⊙x⊙;)

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I have been sick for two days, my head hurts too much and I can't type, sorry for the late update.

I don't know how many people left to see this, but thank you for not abandoning me :)

Happy holidays to all the little angels in advance!

Quote:

ISaw Thee Weep - George Gordon Byron

Isawtheeweep

(I've seen you cry)

the big bright tear

(clear teardrops)

Came over that eye of blue

(slips from blue eyes)

andthenmethoughtitdidappeat (like a violet in a dream)

Avioletdroppingdew

(dripping clear dew)

Isawthee □□ile

(I've seen you laugh)

the sapphire's blaze

(even the light of the sapphire)

Besides thee'ceased toshine

(Also lost color because of you)

It could not match the living rays

(How can it be compared in your staring eyes)

That filld' that glance ofthine

(flickering flexible brilliance)

Ascloudsfromyoudersunreceive

(Just like the setting sun is the clouds in the distance)

Adeep and mellow dye

(dyed with brilliant colors)

which scarce the shade of coming

(Nor does the slowly coming twilight)

Canbanish from the sky

(Kill the glow out of the sky)

Those□□ilesuntothemoodiestmind

(Your smile makes a dull heart)

Their own pure joyimpart

(Share pure joy)

Theirsunshineleavesaglowbehind

(a ray of light left by the sun)

That lightens over the heart

(Light up the sky above the mind)