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In the early morning of the next day, Ye Fengwu stepped on the carpet with bare feet and opened the curtains to see the scenery in the distance.Fragments of sunlight sprinkle the golden lake, boats are moored on the shore, waterfowl spread their wings towards the morning sun, everything is full of vitality.

"It's the inner lake." Augustine sat up.

"Did I wake you up?" Ye Fengwu turned around apologetically.

Augustine smiled and held out his hand to him: "Good morning, baby."

"Good morning." Ye Fengwu returned to the bed and kissed him sideways, "It's beautiful outside."

"The inner lake will be even more beautiful at night. If you are willing to come here in December, there will also be a Christmas light show on the water." Augustine patted him on the back, "This is an incredibly welcoming country."

"Sounds cool." Ye Fengwu thought for a while, "But I'm going back to France this Christmas."

"Ms. Kate has already told me about it," Augustine said.

"Then you want to go back with me?" Ye Fengwu asked.

"I will try to spare time as much as possible, but Christmas is usually very busy every year." Augustine said, "You can go back to the castle earlier."

"Yeah." Ye Fengwu stood up and dragged him to the bathroom.

Augustine unbuttoned his pajamas and checked the bag that had been bitten out by the poisonous mosquitoes yesterday.

Ye Fengwu shook the shaving foam and sprayed it on his chin: "Santa Claus."

Augustine was very cooperative and asked him to shave, wash his face, brush his teeth, and finally change his clothes, as if he had reached the age of 80 ahead of schedule.

"Are you sure these are my clothes?" Augustine frowned and looked at himself in the mirror.

"It looks good." Ye Fengwu helped him straighten his collar, "Don't always have a suit and tie, Brazil and Paris are two styles."

Augustine with a headache: "I feel—"

"Just wear it for one day." Ye Fengwu wrapped his arms around his neck.

"One day?" Augustine looked at him.

Night Breeze Dance nodded.

Augustine took many deep breaths in his heart, and finally agreed.

"What is this?" Cheng Xia looked suspiciously at the food on the plate.

"Black bean rice." Philip persuaded, "Try it, it's not bad, and it has a tropical taste."

Cheng Xia ate a small spoonful, and then sprayed it all out.

"Is it so scary?" Philip was frightened.

"Cousin, Mr. Augustine." Cheng Xia stood up, "Good morning."

"Morning...Good morning." Philip opened his mouth wide, looking at Augustine who was wearing an orange T-shirt and floral shorts on the stairs—although there were no overly exaggerated patterns, but compared to his usual style, it still looked like a burnout head off.

Because this outfit was so shocking, until the two of them left after breakfast, Cheng Xia still had the orange-yellow male god in his mind for a long time, thinking that he must be delusional.

"Oh!" said Philip, "Love!"

"But I think it looks good." Ye Fengwu looked at him in the car.

"It's very beautiful." Augustine had a headache, but he still cooperated with his enthusiastic little lover.

Ye Fengwu rested her chin on his shoulder and hummed along with the radio, looking in a good mood.

So Augustine had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​asking the driver to go around the city center first, buy a set of clothes to replace the T-shirt, and arrived at the manor all the way.

"Let me see who's here, oh!" At the gate of the farm, a gray-haired old man held his pet dog and opened his hands with a smile, "Is this Philip's clothes?"

Augustine hugged him and refused to answer the question.

"Hi, I'm Frank." Ye Fengwu stretched out her hand.

"Hello, my daughter is your fan." The old man shook his hand with a smile, "It's a pity that she has gone to the United States now."

"Mr. Tony is a well-known philanthropist." Augustine introduced, "His family has sponsored many football matches."

"Wow, woof!" The golden retriever stepped forward and rubbed Ye Fengwu with his big head.

"It seems that Betty likes you very much." Mr. Tony was a little surprised, "But she is usually a shy little girl."

"Hello, Betty." Ye Fengwu held its front paws, smiling brightly.

"You are really suitable to speak for this manor." Mr. Tony opened the car door for the two of them, then turned to ask Augustine, "Want to visit the factory first? You may be interested in my investment plan."

"No problem, but today I have to ask for leave." Augustine sat in the back row, "I just want to drink a glass of red grape...juice."

Ye Fengwu turned her head to look out the window, a smile flashed across her eyes.

"Grape juice?" Mr. Tony also laughed, "Why not wine, at least a glass of Cachaca."

"Let's talk about the new production line." Augustine was distressed.

Mr. Tony has a very young granddaughter named Belinda, who is just five years old this year.He was playing in the living room, but when he went downstairs and saw Ye Fengwu who had just entered the door, he immediately had a strong liking for him. He hugged his leg and raised his head, his big green eyes flickered, his hair was curly, Like a little Barbie in the window.

"Hello." Ye Fengwu hugged her.

"Hello, Your Royal Highness." Xiaopang put his arms around his neck vigorously.

Augustine: "..."

"Would you like to visit my farm?" Belinda continued.

"Of course." Ye Fengwu hugged her and looked at Tony.

"Of course no problem, someone will accompany you." Mr. Tony readily agreed, watched the two leave, then turned to look at Augustine, "Do you need a drink now?"

"Thank you." Augustine leaned on the sofa, feeling a... weird sense of relief.

"I can't imagine that you would give up drinking for one person." Mr. Tony handed him a glass of red wine, "If I'm not wrong, this dress should also be the product of your compromise."

"He is very happy today." Augustine shook the red wine in the glass.

"So you don't mind making him happier." Mr. Tony patted him on the shoulder. "It sounds like it's going very well."

Augustine smiled: "The wine is very good."

"It's a good thing to be willing to change. Frankly speaking, your life before this was a bit too monotonous." Mr. Tony thought for a while, "Of course, it's not too good to be as colorful as Philip." After all, the shadow of being kissed passionately by him last time , has not completely disappeared.

Near noon, the kitchen had already prepared lunch, but the two of them didn't come back for a long time.Augustine had to go out to look for it, but was told that "the prince is driving a tractor with the princess".

……

"Oh!" Belinda cheered, throwing her hands up.

Ye Fengwu wears sunglasses, her feet are on the accelerator and brake pedals, her body is arched beautifully, she is flying like lightning, her hair is blown to the back of her head by the wind, her smile is bright and sunny, she looks like a picture of a parent-child advertisement - if It's not a tractor.

"Are you going to come up?" Night Breeze Dance asked.

Looking at the tractor that kept emitting black smoke, Augustine shook his head decisively and took two steps back.

"Still playing!" Belinda demanded.

"It's time for you to have lunch." Night Breeze Dance hugged her and jumped down.

Belinda is reluctant.

Ye Fengwu also looked back twice.

……

Augustine began to think about adding a tractor to the castle, since his young lover seemed obsessed with it.

The next whole day was spent very happily. After asking the two about their itinerary for the next day, Mr. Tony nodded: "This city is very charming, and it is indeed a very relaxing place."

"I'm going too." Belinda held up her hand.

"No, you can't." Mr. Tony fed her a spoonful of vegetable puree, "Your prince only has a shelf life of one day, and then he will return to his castle."

Belinda was very reluctant: "Do you want to marry another princess?"

Augustine: "..."

"I don't know." Ye Fengwu squeezed her little hand.

"Then you can wait for me to grow up." Bellina moved in his arms, "OK?"

Augustine replied: "Not good."

Mr. Tony: "..."

Bellina froze for a moment, and looked at him with puzzled eyes—in fact, she hadn't paid much attention to this uncle who didn't smile all day today, so she didn't understand why he would speak suddenly.

Betty strolled in from outside the door, lying lazily at Ye Fengwu's feet, pushing him with her front paws from time to time.

So Mr. Augustine had even more headaches. Why does the whole world seem to be interested in his little lover?

Looking at his expression, Mr. Tony continued to eat dinner with enigmatic eyes.

It seems that this love affair is indeed as interesting as Philip said.

On the car back, Ye Fengwu leaned on his shoulder and yawned.

"Tired from playing?" Augustine rubbed his head.

"Hmm." Night Breeze Dance lazily.

"Then do you have to go out tomorrow?" Augustine looked at him.

"Yes." Ye Fengwu sat up, "This is the city God created on the seventh day."

"What did he do the first six days?" Augustine asked.

"Create the whole world." Ye Fengwu replied.

"Then he should have made you on the seventh day, not Rio de Janeiro." Augustine lowered his head and placed a kiss on his lips.

The driver stepped on the accelerator calmly—although he has been a personal driver for more than ten years, he never thought that Mr. Augustine would say such love words.

The mood is always the most relaxed when traveling. In the quiet night, both of them slept soundly.The weather was still sunny the next day, and the first destination of the two was Mount Jesus—a picture that has appeared in countless Hollywood movies, with the top of the mountain hundreds of meters above sea level, and the tall statue of Jesus stretching its arms, embracing the mountain. Vibrant and welcoming city.

"Wow." Cheng Xia looked up in amazement.

"Want to take a picture?" Philip asked.

Cheng Xia gestured to the scissorhands with a face full of joy.

"Stupid." Philip shook his head. "You can show your front teeth." Like a real groundhog, that would be a lot more fun.

Cheng Xia slapped him resolutely, and the two fought and fought for a long time, only to find out that her cousin had already boarded the little train with the male god.

"I can't believe we've been abandoned like this." Philip was hurt.

"But all their wallets are with me." Cheng Xia opened her schoolbag.

Philip: "..."

"When is the next train?" Cheng Xia asked.

"In half an hour," Philip answered.

"That's okay." Cheng Xia breathed a sigh of relief, "It's not too long."

"Really?" Philip looked up at the top of the mountain, feeling a little guilty, "Okay, God bless."