Han Shilan lowered her head slightly and leaned on Yang Feng's shoulder, replying in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz, before a sweet smile appeared on her lips.
And so, Yang Feng gently carried Han Shilan as they walked along the amusement park path, enjoying the orchid fragrance emanating from her.
Although he didn't know why Han Shilan had a natural orchid fragrance, he liked it very much.
"Wife...you smell so good." Yang Feng pressed his head against her little head and whispered.
"It's alright. Actually, I don't know why I have this orchid scent. I heard my mother say that something strange happened when I was born, and that's how it is."
Han Shilan closed her beautiful eyes slightly and replied.
"What strange thing is it?"
Yang Feng was a little curious, so he asked.
"I don't know either. If I knew, I wouldn't tell you."
Han Shilan opened her eyes, met Yang Feng's deep gaze, and spoke.
It was already noon, and the open-air amusement park on the cruise ship had become a little crowded, mostly with wealthy couples.
"Honey, look at that couple! The guy is so gentle, holding the girl so close! I want to do that too."
At this moment, a rather heavy-looking girl not far from Yang Feng and his companion patted the man beside her, pointed over, and spoke.
"This...this, maybe that girl was tired, so she asked that boy to carry her. You look so energetic, you shouldn't need me to carry you..." The man's lips twitched violently as he looked at his girlfriend beside him. She probably weighed two hundred pounds, how could he possibly carry her?
If it weren't for her family background, I wouldn't have even started a relationship with her.
"Hmph! No, no, I just want you to hold me..."
"Um, honey, how about we imitate other people..."
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Not long after, Yang Feng carried Han Shilan to the second floor area, looking at the luxurious food street, which also included Chinatown.
Yang Feng gently put Han Shilan down. Their eyes met, each glance filled with deep affection, flashing like lightning into their hearts.
That eternal affection solidified their love, never to be forgotten.
In fact, they were both very devoted people, especially after being separated and reunited, they decided to spend the rest of their lives together.
"Stop looking, I know I'm handsome." Yang Feng gently stroked her face and smiled slightly.
"Tch, vain, shameless." Han Shilan pursed her lips, almost bursting out laughing, then turned to look in the direction of Chinatown and said:
"I didn't expect there to be a Chinatown here. It seems that the Tang Dynasty of ancient China had a great influence."
"That's right." Yang Feng nodded slightly, and immediately thought of the ancient Tang sword in the storage ring. The secrets of this sword have not yet been fully revealed, but these secrets will eventually come to light.
"Let's go, shall we go get some Chinese food?" Han Shilan took Yang Feng's hand and said.
"Okay, sure." Yang Feng nodded, looking in the direction of Chinatown. There happened to be a Chinese restaurant there, with its exterior frame made entirely of red bricks.
It has a kind of ancient Chinese charm.
"Let's go, let's eat at that place." Yang Feng said, pulling Han Shilan in that direction.
Just then, as Yang Feng and Han Shilan were about to step into the hotel, they heard the faint sound of ancient musical instruments playing, and a beautiful scene immediately came into view.
In the center of the hotel was a stage, and the people on it were all dressed in bright red ancient costumes. The music and singing were captivating.
"Carving flowers in hand... the blade twists and turns, creating a painting... the Pagoda of Fame and Merit... is a house somewhere by the bridge..."
The singer is a woman in red, with bright red lipstick and alluring dance moves. She dances gracefully on the stage, holding a fiery red fan in her hand, twisting her sexy waist, and unintentionally revealing her fair skin.
Everyone dining here, including foreigners, had the same thought on their minds.
What a nice view!
"This woman is so beautiful." Han Shilan couldn't help but exclaim, her eyes darting towards the stage. Her captivating dance moves and stunning beauty were simply unmatched.
"Yes, this woman is indeed beautiful," Yang Feng chimed in from the side.
Upon hearing this, Han Shilan felt a surge of anger. She glared at Yang Feng with her beautiful eyes, accusing him of praising someone else's beauty in front of her girlfriend.
This is truly something else.
"But...why isn't she as attractive as you? Why...it's so strange." Yang Feng looked at Han Shilan seriously and said with a slight smile.
"You're such a chatterbox." Han Shilan's slight displeasure vanished instantly, and she turned around and led Yang Feng to an empty table.
Yang Feng ordered a bowl of shrimp dumplings, pan-fried dumplings, tomato and egg, and Kung Pao chicken—all Chinese dishes.
It's so much cheaper than Western food; Chinese cuisine is definitely more affordable.
After the order was placed, the melodious ancient tune came to a stop.
"Who could lift a pen and write just two lines... to exchange for a corner where you are well... to erase this vicissitude... you are still in my heart..."
Just then, a sudden change occurred. The woman in red who had been standing in the center of the stage suddenly collapsed and became unable to move.
The surrounding guests were all dumbfounded and couldn't help but stand up to look.
Several dancers on the stage rushed to the woman in red, their faces filled with anxiety.
At that moment, the hotel owner was hurriedly brought in by a waiter.