After having breakfast satisfied, Song Mian took Yun Xiangxiang out for a walk.

This is a small town in the Alps. The town is really beautiful, but not a tourist destination.

Because there is nothing but beautiful scenery, no entertainment facilities, no large shopping malls...

It is precisely because of this that Yun Xiangyao was able to hold hands with Song Mian here unscrupulously, and walk on the path in the morning light.

It is only February that the place is full of green colors, green grass and lush flowers and leaves.

The river water here is clear and the residents' houses are built along the river. The spacious and flat roads pass through.

The houses are arranged in an orderly manner, and the backs are against the majestic and beautiful mountains, which sets off the countryside with a beautiful and graceful appearance.

"It's really beautiful here. I think I'll be so brisk when I walk around here." Yun Xiangxiang felt relaxed and happy.

"I specially bring you to experience the tranquility and tranquility here."

Song Mian has made plans. Yun Xiang thought that this period was too tired and was not suitable for traveling and consuming physical energy. He should go to some leisurely places that can calm down and calm down the mood so that he can wash away the fatigue.

When you leave here, your spirit will be regained.

The more I went forward, the more I felt that the clouds liked it. The cattle and sheep were eating grass leisurely among the mountains, and the white clouds were floating soothingly on the mountainside.

There is no noise or noise, it is as quiet as a painting.

Just doing nothing, quietly walking on the road where vehicles rarely see, the peace from the heart is also inexplicably satisfying.

There are many seats on the roadside, which are always available like a park.

As we walked, Yun Xiangxiang saw a white church. The church was surrounded by small bridges and flowing water, with green hillsides and rolling peaks, as well as blue sky and snow. Just a glance can make people fascinated.

Yun Xiang thought about a person who didn’t like taking photos, and couldn’t help but take out his mobile phone and took several photos at different angles.

Finally, he walked to the small bridge and said to Song Mian: "Please take me a photo. It's so beautiful here. I'll take it back as a souvenir."

Song Mian took out his cell phone, adjusted it to the best angle and light, and took several photos of Yun Xiangxiang.

There is a painting outside the church, which is also a church. Yun Xiangxiang stepped forward in front of the painting: "This painting looks really like it, why is it placed here?"

"The author of this painting is a young painter. He came here from afar. Not long after the painting was completed, he passed away. In order to commemorate him, the painting stayed here." After Song Mian explained to Yun Xiangxiang, he led Yun Xiangxiang to approach the church.

Stop outside and ask Yun Xiang: "Do you like Chinese or Western weddings?"

"Chinese style." Yun Xiang thought of the instinctive answer, and after answering, he realized that he could not help but glance at him and walked forward, "What do you want to do so far? We are still getting married early."

"It's getting late, you'll be nineteen soon. I'll wait another year before I can get you home. It's just right now." Song Mian said with a natural expression.

"Mr. Song, when you successfully propose, you will pass my parents' level, it will be not too late to think about this again." Yun Xiangyao smiled at him.
Chapter completed!