outrageous romance

Jasmin 2022-04-19 09:02:18

I got Paris from my sister. I love you. I have n’t
had time to come and watch it.
Through a simple introduction to the movie,
through my love for French movies, I sighed with a
little emotion that


falling in love with France started from a book . Impossible for the French Remember writes that women in Paris can wear beautiful light blue dresses and 8cm high heels in a busy kitchen with poise and prepare a delicious meal from appetizers to sweets Falling in love with France also starts with a movie French humor, special humor, even in the gloomy and cold winter, there is no fear of the cold at all He was able to create something like those cow herders at the bottom of a career in such a gloomy place The children are so deep, the singing class that moves people to tears, the French romance may be a bit romantic and outrageous, who would spend every penny on their bodies for their lover and become a cowboy? Is the French who will kiss in the cement and use the ultimate romance to make their love eternal and beautiful? It's the French The French are romantic and outrageous, and what language can I use to describe the French? i love you paris






















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  • Fanny Forestier: [in French] Kiss me on impulse! Surprise me!

    Bob Leander: Me, me, me, me! You always want your feelings understood! But mine are childish! Sex isn't disgusting unless you make it disgusting! There can be beauty in this place too!

    Fanny Forestier: [in French] Not what I call beauty!

    Bob Leander: I need a little help! You don't know what it's like for a man when it's all gone! I can't feel anything anymore!

    Fanny Forestier: [slaps him] Do you feel *that*?

    Bob Leander: [turning to the stripper] What do you charge to watch an argument?

  • Bob Leander: Can't we walk together?

    Fanny Forestier: I'm so ashamed.

    Bob Leander: Why? You did it out of love, I assume.

    Fanny Forestier: And what do you do, out of love?

    Bob Leander: I ache... for who we were.