As a veteran of the love field, He Ziqiang had this feeling of being overwhelmed for the first time, and he didn't know how to start pursuing Song Xiangran.

Before meeting Song Xiangran, He Ziqiang had almost never missed in love, so everyone felt that He Ziqiang was a playboy, and there was an endless stream of women around him.

But those people are all different from Song Xiangran in front of them.

Song Xiangran is not a person in this circle, and he doesn't care about He Ziqiang's identity at all, so if he wants to pursue Song Xiangran by spending money, I'm afraid it won't work.

After all, the women He Ziqiang met before made an appointment to go out to a few high-end hotels for a few meals, take them for a ride in a luxury car, travel to a few places of interest and historic sites, and give some gifts or something, basically they can catch up.

However, it was so easy that He Ziqiang gradually lost interest in this kind of thing.

But even if He Ziqiang doesn't pursue women, there will be women chasing He Ziqiang.

What kind of celebrity star, except for a woman like Song Xiangran, what other types, He Ziqiang has almost come into contact with it.

After hesitating for a long time, He Ziqiang decided to take Song Xiangran to a home-cooked restaurant for dinner.

If you want to be different, you must use a different approach.

Since Song Xiangran is not the kind of girl who worships money, she has to move her with sincerity!

This restaurant is in the central street of the old town of Fengshi, and after He Ziqiang parked the car, he took Song Xiangran into the alley.

After turning around, I finally arrived at a restaurant that looked very rustic.

At this time, it was almost time to eat, and Song Xiangran's stomach was already rumbling with hunger.

The façade of the store does not look large, and when you walk into the store, the interior of the store is very simple, but those who know the business can see at a glance that all the wooden furniture is of the best quality.

Then, there is a burst of fragrant food, although you can smell it and know that it is just the aroma of some home-cooked food, but this restaurant, whether from the decoration or the aroma of the food, can make people feel at home.

Walking to the front desk, the girl at the front desk seemed to be He Ziqiang's acquaintance, the two said hello, He Ziqiang only left the next sentence of "old look" and took Song Xiangran inside.

At first glance, this restaurant is not large, but when you walk in, you find that it is a different world.

Because Song Xiangran felt that he had walked through a long corridor, he finally arrived at He Ziqiang's so-called private room.

As soon as you enter the door, there is a faint aroma coming in.

This private room has a large window, the curtains are opened, and the wind from outside blows in, and the aroma as soon as you enter the door just now comes from the window.

So, Song Xiangran walked to the window and poked his head out.

"Wow, that's romantic. Song Xiangran pointed to the small sea of flowers outside the window in surprise and said.

Although there is indeed a scenic spot in Fengshi that is a large sea of flowers, after staying in the small mountain village of Fengshi for more than ten years, Song Xiangran has never heard of its name and not seen its scenery.

The flower sea of Fengshi is famous all over the country, especially during the flowering season, and tourists come one after another.

Although the most beautiful flower season in Fengshi has passed, this small sea of flowers is still beautiful.

"Do you like it?" He Ziqiang looked at Song Xiangran's back and was overjoyed.

This restaurant may seem ordinary, but in fact there is a lot of world.

The owner of the restaurant was originally cooking for the people in the palace in the imperial dining room, and his cooking skills were ancestral and very exquisite.

But since the boss's father's generation, their family has lived in seclusion in the world, opening a restaurant in a small alley in Fengshi, and only those with prominent status have the opportunity to taste the boss's craftsmanship.

Therefore, thanks to the development of He's enterprise now, otherwise He Ziqiang may not have the opportunity to eat in this restaurant.

But even if the chairman of He's enterprise comes, he may not be able to taste the craftsmanship of the restaurant owner.

However, to get to this private room with a view of the sea of small flowers, it is still a breeze for He Ziqiang.

"Well, the view from here is beautiful. Song Xiangran turned his head with a smile and said to He Ziqiang, "There is a word abroad called romantic, and here it is very romantic." "

He Ziqiang raised his eyebrows, approached Song Xiangran, pointed to the scenery somewhere outside the window, and said to Song Xiangran: "Do you know where that direction is?"

The position in front of the window was not spacious, and He Ziqiang suddenly squeezed next to Song Xiangran, making Song Xiangran feel that she was surrounded by a masculine aura, and she instinctively wanted to retreat.

And He Ziqiang naturally noticed Song Xiangran's movements, smiled embarrassedly, and then separated a short distance from Song Xiangran.

On the surface, He Ziqiang still looked very aggressive, but in his heart, he couldn't help but start to feel sad secretly, it turned out that Song Xiangran subconsciously didn't want to be too close to himself.

"What is that direction you just pointed?" Song Xiangran didn't care anymore, after all, for her, Fang Qingming or He Ziqiang were all young men under the age of thirty.

You must know that in Song Xiangran's young body, there is the soul of a mature woman.

"Provence in France, where the sea of purple lavender flowers is beautiful. He Ziqiang was lying on the windowsill, with a look of longing.

"Have you been to that place?" Song Xiangran said with some surprise.

But after asking this sentence, Song Xiangran regretted it a little, after all, He Ziqiang was too unserious in front of him, and Song Xiangran would always forget that He Ziqiang was actually a rich second generation.

Although it can't be said to be the kind of rich country that rivals the country, compared to a well-off family, He Ziqiang is still the kind of rich people.

"I've been there, it's really the capital of romance. He Ziqiang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at Song Xiangran with a meaningful look.

"What are you looking at me like that?" Song Xiangran was looked at by He Ziqiang like this, felt that his scalp was a little numb, and stepped back again, simply not admiring the beautiful scenery outside the window, and sat directly on the seat.

Although He Ziqiang didn't order the food just now, after a while, a waiter came in with the food.

It didn't take long for the room to be filled with the smell of food.

Song Xiangran was already hungry, and her stomach was growling, so she hurriedly urged He Ziqiang to come over to eat quickly, and she was not interested in He Ziqiang's romantic journey at all.

"I'm dying of hunger!" Song Xiangran looked at a table of delicacies and swallowed his saliva.

Looking at Song Xiangran's greedy appearance, He Ziqiang also felt a little hungry, he walked to Song Xiangran's side, pulled out the chair, and sat down straight.

Song Xiangran's body was obviously stunned: "Why are you sitting here?"

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