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I circled it for almost an hour and read the whole landscape. Yun thought about it and said, "Fortunately, I am not an art student, otherwise I will definitely be unable to move my feet."

Yun thought about taking a lot of pictures, Song Mian said to her: "In fact, our country also has many such beautiful scenery."

"I know, but I didn't have a chance to appreciate it." Yun thought without looking up.

"As long as you want, I will take you." Song Mian's voice was deep and full of temptation.

Yun Xian stopped his movements and raised his head to show an official smile to him: "Mr. Song, you are already running three times. You are at an age where you can't think of progress, but I haven't run two, I need it. The age of struggle."

"The girlfriend rejected my temptation and thrust a knife into my heart." Song Mian covered her heart and pretended to be injured.

Yun thinks that he is about to continue his sentence, and the waiter serves the dinner that Song Mian had set before, and she swallowed the words.

When he was in France, Yun thinks that he has already seen the exquisite dishes. One dish on a large plate is enough to eat five or six.

Unexpectedly, there is such a delicate place in the country of hops. She and Song Mian each have a plate of beef, and there are only three pieces of beef.

There is a cheese potato ball next to it for decoration, and there is a very rich soup under the beef.

"Taste it, this is the specialty here." Song Mian picked up the knife and fork to think about Yun.

"Have you eaten before?" Yun thought about hearing Song Mian's recommendation.

"No." Song Mian shook his head.

It was just before he came that he sent Song Yao to step on it and find out the actual situation here. Song Yaolai tasted it himself.

Song Mian still trusts Song Yao's tongue.

Yun thinks about it and cut a fork into his mouth. The entrance is tender and yet crumbly chewed. The taste is good. I don't know how to make this marinade. The taste is also excellent!

It was so delicious that Yun Yun thought about finishing the meat, and almost shouted a bowl of rice, trying to eat the soup with rice.

I called the waiter to come and saw the foreign face, then suddenly realized that this is not domestic, and there is no rice here...

The companion was still standing next to her and asked her what waiter she needed. Yun thought for a while and was a little speechless.

"Give her another copy." Song Mian helped Yun to think about the embarrassment.

Next, many foods were served. This small restaurant is in the forest. There is a statue of a witch cooking poison in the fireplace. The seats are scarce, but the food is delicious.

It really gives the illusion of being isolated from the world or traveling to another time and space.

After dinner, Song Mian asked Yun to rest for a while, and they planned to go back by bike while it was still dark.

It takes more than an hour to ride from here to their residence.

During the rest, the restaurant owner came over to chat with them for a few days, and when he left, he gave away seven dwarf dolls.

Holding seven dwarf dolls, Yun thinks the story of Snow White suddenly sounds like it happened on the Main River in the Land of Hops...

"So here is the original place of the fairy tale?" Yun Xiang pointed to the forest behind.

"It is said to be." Song Mian rode on the bicycle, his head smiled at Yun Xiang in the sunset.

"It turns out that you took me to walk around the birthplace of fairy tales." Yun thought and couldn't help laughing, "What do you mean?"

"I want to give you a love that is more beautiful than a fairy tale." Song Mian's voice was also very gentle in the golden sunset.

His stiff body stepped on the foot of a bicycle, straight on the ground, and behind him was a green mountain dyed yellow and green by the sunset light. In this way, he could be fixed as an oil painting, which was extremely poetic.

"Then live in a fairy tale yourself." Yun thought about the next sentence and walked on the bicycle. She waved at Song Mian, who was thrown behind her. "I live in reality." People, real people will be tired, I have to go home and rest."

Song Mian smiled, but also chased up by bike.

Riding back and forth for more than three hours during the day, consuming energy, Yun thinks of sleeping soundly.

Waking up in the morning is still full of energy, and running in this quiet and peaceful village is also a different kind of enjoyment.

Although the practice of soft exercises was originally for "Flying Sky", and now the film has also been filmed, Yun Xiang still didn't fall down. He punched and punched again. After taking a shower and eating breakfast, Song Mian said that she would take her out to play again.

Yun thought about asking to go to the mountain, and the temperature was very low, so he was fully equipped.

They drove by themselves, but they also saw the bus along the road. This road has always been very simple, and it should be a car that goes to the scenic spot.

"Will there be too many passengers at that time?" Yun was still worried.

"There are indeed a lot of tourists here, but not every day there are tourists from China." Song Mian suddenly raised her lips slightly, this smile looks quite a bit nasty, "Look at the girlfriend's luck."

"Huh, I've always had good luck." Yun thought about cold arms.

But she was really lucky, not only did she not meet Chinese tourists, but also saw the most beautiful scenery.

It is nearly 2000 meters above sea level. The mountaintop is foggy all year round, and the telescope does not work at all.

When she first went up the mountain, she looked down at a cloud cover. Many tourists left in disappointment. She turned around for a while in the only souvenir shop on the top of the mountain, and picked two interesting things to take back.

After folding back, the cloud and mist began to drift, and soon scattered and gathered together, and the cloud and mist gradually dispersed after repeated several times.

Standing on the top of the mountain overlooking the lake, the mountains and lakes are beautiful and beautiful, and the lakes in the valley are as touching as the jewels on the fairy's neck.

In the distance, the white clouds rolled like a barrier, and the sky above was vast.

Ascending to the horizon, there is quite a sense of being heroic and glorious.

At noon they used lunch here. The only restaurant is very wide.

On the return trip, Yun thought about seeing the cable car and asked curiously, "Where will this cable car go?"

"This cable car can get out of this country and enter the state of music." Song Mian Wei Yun thought about it.

It turns out that this is the border between the two countries. Despite being so close, Yun has no time to think about it.

They also saw the boundary monument, a small square stone, with the "O" side facing the state of music and the "G" side facing the country of hops. This is where Yun thinks so close to the intersection between countries.

There are no particularly exciting and thrilling activities, but not only are she not tired at all, but she is happy and happy.

When I returned to the capital, Yun thinks that I immediately invested in two film festivals. As soon as I went back, I saw Lu Jin coming.

After the film festival event, it was the climax of the awards ceremony, and tomorrow there will be a crowd of stars on the red carpet.

The actors are going to follow the crew on the red carpet. Millers and Wu Zhao have fought for her.

Yun thinks or chose "Wang Mou".