Chapter 427

Luo Weisen was stunned. He thinks what I said is very reasonable.

"Song Yao, you still have an opinion. It's not a vase I think. It's just a show."

He said that on purpose.

But after listening, I still had to fight back: "really? That's because you don't know me. I'm a woman who loves reading. It's a pity that you never know that I like reading. "

He said with a smile, "yes. In my heart, you have always maintained a certain sense of mystery. "

"I told you before that I chose literature as my major in college. To tell you the truth, if I wasn't in business, I would be a good professor in some university. "

"Ha ha..."

"I'm not kidding."

"Do I seem to be joking?"

"Well, what would you do if you didn't go into business?" He put one hand on the railing and looked down at the blue sea.

"I ah, you let me think..." I supported the railing with one hand, supported my chin with the other hand, pondered carefully for a while, and answered him, "I have a wide range of interests. I may open a flower shop, a bookstore, or a seafood restaurant on the blue sea. "

"All three sound good." His eyes were bright.

"But I know it won't come true in my life. A small factory has consumed all the brain cells. "

"Yes."

He took my hand again.

Will it? I don't know. In fact, what I long for is a relaxed and comfortable life without any pressure. When I show people, I don't have to wear a mask to talk and chat at will.

This day, I was very tired, but also very tired.

Davidson told me a lot about Portugal's history. He knows all about it. He knows the ancient history of all the countries in Europe. After all, that's what he learned in college. Under his leadership, I watched the Henry monument again, learned to drink a cup of strong coffee at the ancient poet, then went to rebadoro to eat some spiny lobsters, went to the gibberish lookout, drank wine, and listened to the sweet and melancholy songs of fado.

Night came.

I'm not used to staying at the Altis Hotel, a top hotel in Lisbon, with Davidson. Of course, I've been to some high-end places, but I prefer some small hotels in remote corners. However, Lawson is not safe enough. There are many beggars in Lisbon. As a foreign tourist, it's better not to go to a small hotel surrounded by beggars, except that there are not so many change money to send so many beggars asking for money.

"They are not real beggars, of course. In fact, they are lazy local residents. "

It's 7 p.m. in Portugal. In other words, it's 1 a.m. Beijing time.

I had a bath with Lawson. I can see that although he is tired, he is in good spirits. He has that desire, I can see it. I'm not a sentimental woman. This trip, to put it bluntly, was used by Lawson to repair the emotional rift between him and me.

The meaning is self-evident. He is a healthy man, single man and few women, travel together, stay together, fool all know, in the evening, what will happen.

After bathing, I changed into a light crimson nightgown. When I came out of the hotel bathroom, Lawson had already taken a bath (the hotel has two bathrooms), and was sitting on the sofa in his naked silk pajamas, looking at me with bright eyes and energy.

"Song Yao, you are beautiful."