Li Juli knocked the ground with the heels of her high heels, but she mustered up a lot of courage to dress like this.

What Lin Youmin couldn't know is that not only the clothes were all leopard print, but also the underwear was also leopard print, which was just to satisfy Li Juli's own small desire to control leopard prints.

Lin Youmin shrugged her shoulders, curled her lips, and raised her eyebrows, "It's nothing, it looks pretty, but you're sure you want to dress like this? If it's too beautiful, it will make the men on the street unable to find the way."

"Okay, OK, it's fine, just look good, let's go, really, when will it be as long as Xiaomin be? Will this thing be contagious? It's time for us to have breakfast." Li Juli opened the door of the suite and pushed Lin Youmin.

Go out, swipe your room card, and lock the door.

Li Juli pushed Lin Youmin behind him, and curled the corner of her mouth from an invisible angle. As long as she praised her for her beauty, it would not be useless to waste her whole night of time choosing today's clothes. She likes Lin You very much now.

The feeling of getting along is very comfortable. It seems that what Liu Zhaoyu said makes sense.

But for some reason, every time this happens, Park Hyomin's shadow flashes through Lee Juli's mind, and then she feels a little guilty, as if she has stolen something from her.

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In the past, Lin Youmin always believed that the so-called food should be exquisite in appearance, and exist in some large restaurants. Nutritional meals are various tasteless recipes that nutritionists and body stylists match you. In addition, this

, the rest can only be considered as unnutritious junk food.

But gradually, he found that it was not just some understanding. Even his preference for food had changed a lot, and he didn't know whether this change was good or bad. In the past, he would always follow the nutritionist's arrangements and obediently

Chewing boring high-nutrition foods, what about now?

It seems that he has been damaged by Jeon Bo Lan, Park Ji Yeon and Park Hyo Min, and he has no choice but to eat anything. In their words: If you are fat, you can grit your teeth and lose weight, but you must never be sorry for your stomach.

Lin Youmin and Li Juli walked along the way, and even this place was no longer within the city of Cannes, just to find a Chinese noodle restaurant. In the past, he would not spend so much time looking for food for a meal, and just live by the way.

As a star and model, body management is an extremely important thing. If the nutritionist and body sculptor hired by Kwon Eun Chan know that he is coming to eat this greasy high-calorie food, he will probably take him away immediately.

It is possible to have gastric lavage in the hospital.

"Boss, come two bowls of clear soup noodles!" As soon as he entered the door, Lin Youmin and Li Juli found a seat to sit down. He glanced at the menu and said to a middle-aged woman who was walking towards him.

He used English. Although he was in France, it seems that English is better for Chinese people. As for Chinese. Unfortunately, Lin Youmin was unable to adapt to the slightly awkward Chinese pronunciation well, even though he

I am already studying hard, and there is no need to show it out before I can finish it.

Li Juli didn't mind Lin Youmin also ordered a serving for herself. Because she believed that Lin Youmin's taste should be good, and Li Juli rarely ate this kind of food. It's good to try it occasionally.

Although Li Juli needs to face terrifying body management due to T-ara's debut, she is abroad now, so no matter what, she can go back to lose weight.

The noodle restaurant business is very good, so there are naturally many people. In addition to Chinese and Asians, the two also saw a lot of European and African faces.

While waiting for the pasta to come, Li Juli held her cheek and looked back and forth casually. There were also many Chinese restaurants in Korea, but Li Juli didn't like to go there very much.

Just as he was stunned, Li Juli looked around and suddenly exclaimed and poked Lin Youmin's arm, "Youmin, the uncle in the position behind you is staring at you."

Lin Youmin didn't look back, but instead responded casually, "Uncle? That's watching you. What's the point of looking good about me? I don't...uh."

Lin Youmin originally wanted to say that he had no special sexual orientation and hobbies, but Li Juli was a reserved girl after all, so it would be better not to say such words casually.

Li Juli wrinkled her nose and said, "No, that uncle is really watching you."

Lin Youmin's expression was a little embarrassed. He was not used to being stared at by men. Since Li Juli said so confidently, Lin Youmin turned his head and saw that there was indeed a single person on the seat not far away.

A middle-aged uncle.

He looked like an Asian, giving people a faint elegance. Lin Youmin was slightly stunned.

The uncle happened to see Lin Youmin turn around and couldn't help but push his black framed eyes. He also realized that he was inappropriate, so he showed a kind smile and signaled apologetically.

Lin Youmin shook his mind and subconsciously smiled, not having any negative emotions because of the other party's impolite gaze.

He was used to this kind of gaze as early as in Korea. In the eyes of Europeans, perhaps Lin Youmin is not too special, but in the eyes of Asians with similar aesthetics, Lin Youmin's appearance is

It seems like a ray of light in the darkness will always attract the attention of others.

What's more, it is also a good thing to meet a friendly Asian friend in a foreign country.

Li Juli tilted her head, "Youmin, do you think that uncle has any bad ideas for you?"

Lin Youmin looked surprised, and there seemed to be a crow vomiting and screaming slowly flying over his head, what does it mean to have bad thoughts for him?

"You're thinking too much."

"Is that right?" Li Juli said, still not convinced her, but after looking at her, it seemed that there was nothing strange, so she lowered her head and started playing with her phone.

After more than ten minutes, the two bowls of clear noodles ordered by Lin Youmin were delivered. The red and black porcelain bowl was a bit similar to the kind of utensils served in Korea. With a faint fragrance, Li Juli quickly

I forgot the strange uncle, curiously rolled the noodles with chopsticks, lifted my hair aside, leaned over and sniffed, and found that the bowl of noodles was really like its name, a bowl of very light noodles.

The fair gluten looks very elastic, and the slightly light yellow soup looks like there is no extra impurities, but the taste is particularly fragrant.

Li Juli slowly lifted the noodles with chopsticks and put them into her mouth. When the tip of her tongue touched the noodles, a fresh and refreshing smell soon filled her mouth, at least more than ten times better than the noodles she made.

"How do you feel?" Lin Youmin asked. When it comes to eating, Lee Juli is much better than Park Ji-yeon.

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