Shu Cheng looked at Rong Junyi with a guilty look: "a Xiaorong, you see, I'm too popular and there's no way. People's foreign friends are so friendly. Why do you say I refuse, why refuse?"

"Eat." Rong Junyi said quietly.

As a result, when I just picked up the fork, another fan came again.

No, to be exact, it's a group. They are in groups, holding all kinds of peripherals in their hands, waiting for Shu Cheng to sign.

It seems that the person who just signed his name leaked out his itinerary. Damn it.

Finally, Rong Junyi finally couldn't bear it: "go back to the hotel."

Then he lifted Shu Cheng up, and his whole body was full of anger.

The fans are still chasing. They catch up with the unknown situation and hope to get a signature before Shu Cheng leaves.

As a result, Rong Junyi stopped, turned his head, looked down at the fans who were after you. His cold eyes swept them, his voice was deep and full of anger: "shut up."

The fans were so frightened that Rong Junyi's words were full of deterrent and seemed to exert magic, which made people feel that there was no way to refute.

They even listened to Rong Junyi's words and stood in place without catching up.

"In the future, don't come back to such street stalls for dinner!" Rong Junyi lowered his head and spoke overbearing to Shu Cheng. He was originally trying to live with Shu Cheng. Once disturbed by these people, he can be said to have no interest at all.

But on second thought, he thought whether his tone was too fierce. He coughed a little, took out sugar from his arms and handed it to Shu Cheng to appease: "eat one."

Shu Cheng's eyes glowed when she saw the sugar. It was several days ago that she last ate this taste of sugar.

"Ah Xiaorong, you really understand me." Shu Cheng smiled with narrowed eyes while eating sugar.

A piece of sugar successfully brought back the interest of the two people's world.

Rong Junyi asked people to arrange the most upscale eight-star hotel in Africa. The luxurious breakfast was filled with the whole table. Shu Cheng stuttered. He felt more and more that what Rong Junyi said was reasonable. We'd better come to this place for dinner in the future. Originally, we wanted to come to Africa to experience other people's lives.

Now think about it. Forget it. This table full of delicious food is the true meaning.

Shu Cheng and Rong Junyi enjoy their vacation time leisurely.

……

On the other hand, Yang linling's shop has produced several new sets of clothes.

She has been looking for a chance to see Zhang Qianbo again, but she has never had any chance. He already has Liu tinger's girlfriend. If she rashly asks him out, she will feel very abrupt and will be rejected.

Yang linling looked at the new Hanfu on the table. Her eyes turned. Suddenly she had an idea. Perhaps these sets of Hanfu would be a good opportunity.

Yang linling called Liu tinger.

After a while, an elegant and beautiful female voice sounded at the other end of the phone: "Hello, Lin Ling."

"Ting'er, what are you doing recently?" Yang linling asked the person at the other end of the phone, holding a Hanfu in one hand.

"The immortal sword has been finished. I've been resting at home recently. By the way, I'm learning to make Hanfu. I happen to be unfamiliar with several craft techniques. I still want to ask you for advice in a few days. Unexpectedly, you called." Liu tinger smiled and spoke sweetly.