Chapter 348: There are brothers and sisters!

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Bai Zhi was scared tightly and turned his head slightly, seeing a gap in the bedroom door, and two curious little heads were watching them.
Her face instantly turned red and mature, she hurriedly pulled off her shirt, got up and pushed away Lu Juefeng to sit up straight, trying to pretend to be a good person.
Bai Xiaoai, however, played her curiosity with her baby's instincts and asked, "Mummy, why is your face so hot and red?"
Bai Xiaoke looked at the two adults on the big bed, and it became clear, "Because Daddy and Mummy are playing and kissing."
"Ah! So I will have brothers and sisters soon!"
He pulled Xiao Ai's pigtails back, "Unintentional interruption, please continue."
After talking, shut the door calmly.
Lu Juefeng turned his head to look at Bai Zhi, his lips chuckled, "Little can let us continue."
In an instant, Bai Zhi's mind seemed to explode a firework, messy.
She ran directly into the bathroom, closed the door, and locked it.
The action is neat.
He sat with his legs on the side of the bed, holding his forehead in his hands, and suddenly smiled lowly.
The laughter seemed to come from the chest, and it sounded soft and charming.
Looking at his fingers, there still seemed to be the soft temperature left on it, gently touching his lips, it seemed to still feel her sweetness.
When Bai Zhi emerged from the cold water in the bathroom, he just saw how he reached out and stroked his lips. His simple movements are extraordinarily and charming.
Lu Juefeng's dark eyes are like unstoppable stars, with dark light surging and gathering deep and vast expanse.
The moment her eyes met, her heart accelerated and she fled away from the bedroom.
After dinner, the family of four went out for a walk.
Both sides of the Champs Elysées are flat English lawns, quiet and peaceful. The parallel Seine River reflects the fire trees, silver flowers and grace on the bank.
There is never lack of romantic literary youth on the streets of Paris.
In the outdoor cafes on the street, you can often see young women in literature and art with cameras and wide-brimmed hats. They want a cup of coffee and a pen in their hands. Then hand it to a full-time postman and send it to the old friend in the distance.
There are also lovers who are in love, or because of a certain touch, no one kisses on the street.
After the kiss, they disappeared into the crowd holding hands.
The encounter between people is really wonderful.
She suddenly turned to look at Lu Juefeng.
He wore a dark blue raglan coat, a white shirt, and a camel scarf around his neck.
The wind in Paris, the cold is not biting.
His figure is long, and he has forced the surrounding people, the neon glory, and the hustle and bustle of the world into a background board.
He seemed to be an emperor walking on the streets of Paris, accepting admiration from all people.
Bai Zhi slowed down slightly and took out her phone.
He seemed to feel something, slightly tilted his head, and the shutter was pressed, recording his glimpse of the night.
Wherever you are, what you see is the scenery.
She felt her heart beating fast and her breathing was chaotic.
"Mommy, I want to take pictures too."
Xiao Ai's immature voice sounded, drawing her attention away from losing her helmet.
"Okay, Mommy helps you shoot."
Xiao Ai has a great sense of camera. He finds his own position, scissors, small waist, grimace, and muzzle ... his performance is over, and he pulls down the land of Juefeng and Bai Xiaoke.
Xiao Ke Xiao Ai and Lu Juefeng's height difference is too big, he directly picked up two children.
Bai Zhi said, "Look here, laugh!"
Only Xiao Ai responded to her with a big smile, and the father and son did not have any superfluous expressions except looking at the camera.
Bai Zhi felt more and more that Xiao Keren's eyes turned towards the icy mode of landing Jazz wind, which was gone forever.
Even so, this big two small, each frame is like a hard photo taken by the model, no matter what angle is very photogenic.
Bai Zhi kept pressing the shutter, and kept shooting three times in a row. Even if her photo technique is not good, but there are so many photos that she can always watch.
Many tourists nearby noticed these oriental faces.
An elderly American couple came over, and the old woman said to Lu Juefeng: "Your wife is very beautiful and patient, can you ask her to take some pictures for us as a memorial?"
Lu Juefeng heard the word ‘wife’ and glanced past Angelica dahurica without trace.
Responded in English: "This is to ask her, she is the head of the family."
"It turns out that this is the case. I heard that Oriental girls are very independent. What a coincidence, I am also the owner of the family."
The old American woman responded with a smile, and then asked with smile whether Bai Zhi could help.
Bai Zhi's face was reddish. Lu Juefeng said that when the head of the family gave her a special look, she obviously had no deep meaning.
Thinking of what happened in the hotel in the afternoon, her ears began to get hot.
"I'll be happy to help you."
Bai Zhi took the camera in the old woman's hand and found that it was a Kodak film camera that had long disappeared.
"I'm afraid I won't use it." Kodak was once a giant in the camera industry, but with the advent of the digital age, film was gradually eliminated, and Kodak once declined.
Some people say that Kodak does not know the current affairs and is deserved to be eliminated by the times. But so far, Kodak is still sought after by romantic and sophisticated artists, and has become a limited edition memory.
Bai Zhi was really afraid that he would shoot a bunch of things that would run out and waste the film.
"It doesn't matter, Oriental Girl, focus on the focus, press the shutter, you can."
The old woman finished, pulling her husband in front of the camera.
The two held hands together and looked at each other without too much language. They held hands and grew old, suitable for lovers in any country.
Bai Zhi's heart rose slightly, something called moving was rising, and she patiently helped them take many photos.
The old woman was grateful for Angelica dahurica, and she took the initiative to ask Baizhi to take pictures.
Bai Zhi didn't refuse, she held Xiao Ai, Lu Juefeng held Xiao Ke, and a family of four stood under the night sky of Ambilight in Paris, holding her happiness.
Back at the hotel, Xiao Ke Xiao Ai didn't seem to reverse the jet lag completely. After taking a shower, he fell asleep with his head on the pillow.
Bai Zhi shut the bedroom door lightly, preparing to leave to find Meng Changxin.
As soon as he walked to the door, Lu Jue blocked her wind, "Where are you going?"
"I'm looking for Sister Xin."
"So late, do people not rest?"
"Sister Xin is a night owl and won't fall asleep."
Bai Zhi was going to open the door and go out.
Lu Juefeng deliberately stopped her.
Bai Zhi glared at him, "What are you doing?"
"Of course ... continue things that haven't been done in the afternoon."
Lu Jue's tongue twisted gently, playing with these words, and looked at her with a natural expression.
Bai Zhi felt like a stone was blocked in her heart. What happened in the afternoon ... that was simply an accident.
She turned her eyes slightly and stared at him, "Lu always suffocated? Can you ask Ma Dong to help you contact the room service. Of course, don't bother, I think that Miss Vanessa of the art department is very good. , I remember that she left the contact information for you. When you were taken to the hospital in the Louvre today, she would still chase it! "
Lu Juefeng slightly hooked his lips, and the eyes with black eyes flashed stars, "I'm jealous."