Tan Zheng didn't go too far and let Song Ni go when the sun was completely rising.

Perhaps she noticed the man's excitement because she was wearing his clothes, and Song Ni was no longer wearing her own clothes.

He put on Tan Zheng's white shirt, jeans shorts and a pair of white shoes, and was full of youth.

She tied a high ponytail, stood in front of the mirror and asked the man behind her.

"Does it look good?"

Tan Zheng was recording with a camera in his hand.

It was Song Ni’s request.

"nice."

Song Ni also likes this outfit very much and has made many poses and expressions in front of the camera. Tan Zheng is willing to use it as a shelf and record the different ones.

The town is still quiet during the day.

The two did not choose to drive, but rode their bicycles, and there was a position decorated with flowers at the back of the car.

Song Ni sat up and raised her legs high, like a child who had regained her childhood.

Tan Zheng was wearing a white sportswear, sleeveless, revealing his tight forearms. Song Ni put one hand around his waist and the other held the camera.

"Babys, although we are very good at driving, I think the skills of riding bicycles are still a bit unsatisfactory. I should have carried him just now."

Hearing this, Tan Zheng smiled.

"Who broke his leg when he rode a bicycle?"

Song Ni reached out and pinched the man's waist.

"What do you know? I was just distracted at that time. You can ride it well for me, so you can't throw me down."

Tan Zheng responded with a smile.

"Yes, of course I can't throw my baby."

Song Ni blushed slightly, but in the sun, she couldn't see anything.

Along the way, many residents in the town greeted them.

Children were playing on the roadside, women were trimming flowers in the yard, and men were climbing on ladders to repair the roof.

Stained glass windows are filled with everyone's yearning for life.

Tan Zheng was afraid that Song Ni would not be able to sit steadily and rode very slowly.

The weather here is very good. After riding for about half an hour, we arrived at the lake.

Song Ni found a place and set the camera up, and then ignored it. Although the record is important, the most important thing is to experience and enjoy it carefully.

The countryside towns in Britain are neat and quiet, simple and elegant, with infinite charm and romance brought by nature.

And Lake Romon seems to be particularly quiet.

The sun shines on the lake, reflecting golden light, everything is incredible, and it seems to be in a fairyland.

Song Ni subconsciously took a lighter pace, stood by the lake, opened her hands and closed her eyes, and took a deep breath.

Relaxed and happy.

Tan Zheng stood not far from her, then sat down, took out the paper and pen.

He said that his drawing ability was born with it, but he had only painted cars, not others.

He also wanted to see if the talent he praised could draw Song Ni in his mind.

Song Ni turned around and saw Tan Zheng holding a pen in his hand, closing one eye towards her.

"Do you want to draw me? Can I move?"

"Yes, do whatever you want."

Song Ni's eyebrows and eyes moved slightly, sat down opposite Tan Zheng, and also brought paper and pen.

She wanted to draw his chat.

So, a picture appeared by Lake Romon Lake, where a pair of beauties sat opposite each other and painted each other.

Song Ni spent more time painting than Tan Zheng. Soon, Tan Zheng, who was seriously painting, appeared on the paper. Song Ni changed a place and changed Tan Zheng, who had originally lowered his eyes, to look at her.

After finishing the drawing, she walked behind Tan Zheng with the paper. When she saw the person on the paper, Song Ni's eyes flashed with surprise.

When she was painting, she stood by the lake with her arms spread out.

He just took a few glances and actually recorded the picture, even the details.

Song Ni could see that Tan Zheng was very careful when drawing characters, but he couldn't help but draw every part very carefully.

Song Ni even thinks that the people in the painting are even better than themselves.

When Tan Zheng made his last move, Song Ni couldn't help but sigh.

"You painted so well. So I am so beautiful in your eyes?"

Tan Zheng smiled and looked up at her.

"You are the most beautiful here at any time."

Another love word.

Song Ni has gradually become accustomed to Tan Zheng's love words, but every time she hears it, she still feels happy.

She showed her achievements to the man, Tan Zheng took them, and when she saw her eyes in the painting, her brows moved slightly.

"So I am so affectionate in your eyes?"

Those doting eyes were moved even if outsiders saw them.

Song Ni leaned over and hugged the man from behind, put his head on his shoulder, and went to find his hand.

"That's how you look at me, I just drew it truthfully."

Who can know how much touched her heart every time she sees Tan Zheng’s eyes?

It is cold and affectionate to others, but it is extremely affectionate to her.

This is her only Tan Zheng.

Tan Zheng lowered his head and kissed her fingertips.

"Let's walk around the lake?"

Song Ni had this idea.

After staying in the city for a long time, I have been used to seeing the bright lights and wine, and the hustle and bustle of the world. When I came to such a peaceful place, my mood also changed with nature.

I forgot a lot, and only the two of them were left.

It was so beautiful that Song Ni saw the little girl jumping by her parents, and her mouth was unconsciously raised.

"We will come here again if we have a child in the future. I believe she will be very happy."

child.

This is another mention by Song Ni.

Tan Zheng unconsciously held it tighter.

"Do you like this house you live in?"

"like."

"Then buy it, and when we have a baby, we will bring him here."

Song Ni was stunned.

I didn't expect that Tan Zheng really wanted to buy a house.

That's OK.

She really likes this town.

"Okay, after we go back, we frame these two paintings and put them in the house. Then we will bring the baby over and show her."

Tan Zheng smiled and lowered his head and kissed her side.

On the way back, Song Ni suddenly remembered something.

"When you have a baby, what do you call me?"

Tan Zheng laughed.

"Call you good?"

Song Ni snorted coldly, pouted unhappily, not very satisfied with Tan Zheng's answer.

The man also knew her reaction very well.

"Then keep calling you baby."

Song Ni wrinkled her nose.
To be continued...