Chapter Eighty-Eight: "Honey"

Yun Duoduo nodded and turned his head to look at Chenxi's meaning. Chenxi, a snack stock, heard that some of them were eating, and they didn't care about 3721 at all, and their heads were like a rattle.

Seeing this, the smile in Yibo's eyes became deeper and deeper, and then he took the two of them into the car.

Once in the car, the driver raised the baffle so that whatever they were doing in the back would not be known, even though it would be going to dinner and not having anything to do.

Yibo sat across from the two of them, looking at the clouds with a gentle smile on his face

"Duoduo, I still have a bottle of delicious red wine over there that I haven't opened, it's not a famous brand, it's a private brew from an old friend's house, but the taste is definitely ten times stronger than Lafite's, you must try it later"

Yun Duoduo also smiled tenderly and spoke

"Mmmm, that's really a blessing, by the way, did you come to Helian's auction house this time just for Su Wu?"

"It's not all, I heard the news from Helian's house that Zhuang Zhoumeng's people also came, and I guess you might also come back, so I went over there"

Someone said without changing on the surface, but in his heart he hid his little Jiujiu in a panic, still smiling and looking at the clouds

(Yi Bao heart: just for you, no need to doubt)

Chen Xi had been stuffed with dog food at this time, and he was sitting farther and farther away from the clouds, looking at the two little couples with pink bubbles around him with disgust, rolling his eyes one after another.

Chenxi, who really can't stand it, looks out the window with the glass, the exotic style always makes people feel novel, although he has also studied abroad for several years, but he still can't suppress some novelty when he comes to another country.

The traffic outside the window is different from Huaguo, with a dazzling array of shops, and the smell of perfume smells sweet when it enters the car.

Sweet?

No, no, no

Maybe those two powder bubbles are too greasy, vomit, I don't look at it, I don't look at it.

When the three of them were talking, they arrived at a restaurant called "Honey", got out of the car and handed out a card, and the attendant immediately greeted several people, with sincere smiles on their faces, and sincerely spoke in French

"Dear VIP son, your exclusive private room is on the sixteenth floor, please come with me"

Hearing this, Yibo took out a few tips and distributed them to a few people, and then followed the attendant up to the sixteenth floor

After entering the private room, a faint fragrance entered the nostrils, and the fragrance was cold and clear, like a snow lotus on the top of a high mountain, noble and cold.

Yun Duoduo looked at the private room decorated in front of him as noble and elegant as the fragrance, the admiration in his eyes deepened a little, and he secretly said in his heart (the taste of the male god is too good, I love the temperature of this perfume)

After Yibo pulled a chair for Yun Duoduo and sat down, he sat next to Yun Duoduo, picked up the menu and ordered a bunch of them, and then spoke in French

"That's all, and then I opened the bottle of red wine I kept here, and asked for two more blueberry yams, thank you"

The waiter took the menu with a smile on his face and then retreated.

Yibo looked at the clouds with a gentle face at this time

"I remember you have a sweet tooth, and the blueberry yam here is also delicious, I ordered one for each of you."

"Uh-huh, I didn't expect you to remember"

The two of them were talking, and Chenxi next to him didn't say a word, just thinking about eating, and he didn't have time to pay attention to what the two sweet and greasy people said, and he was thinking about what he would have to eat for a while, and his face was full of the smirk of the stupid son of the landlord's family.