Looking for a place to park the car on the bare Tongcheng Road, the two strolled on the street, afraid of being followed by reporters, and deliberately wore big sunglasses, their whereabouts were very strange.

'Traditional like a dream' Western restaurant is located on the top floor of Tongcheng Hotel, is a circular view of the western restaurant, mainly engaged in expensive French court dinner, take the elevator to the top floor, there are wearing a straight suit, wearing a bow tie, the action of polite waiters come forward to say hello, lead them to the large glass window of the vacant seats, this is ten floors, you can enjoy the beautiful and picturesque scenery of Zhonghai City.

"Liao Xuebing, what do you like to eat?" Murong Bingyu looked out the window excitedly, she was not excited because she was dining in a high-end Western restaurant, but because of the man sitting in front of her.

"I don't know, I rarely eat Western food. Lao Liao replied honestly, but saw the reflection on the glass: "Hey, why is that person so familiar?"

took off his eyes, rubbed his eyes, turned his face to look, it turned out to be a very stupid rich and noble boy, and shook his head: "The white-faced brother is still mating with a foreign girl in Europe, how can it be him?"

The vase on the table is a rosette with drops of water that sparkle like delvement, and the hall is slowly flowing with the "Water Lily" played on the cello, and the guests talk in a low voice, elegant, serene and secluded, as if they were in the slow-paced rìzi of the eighteenth century.

Murong Bingyu looked at the menu and said, "Let's have a cauliflower soup, pineapple lettuce, fried fresh shellfish with foie gras, fried beef short ribs, five ripe, and a bottle of eighty-two years of red wine, thank you." ”

The waiter moved his gaze to Liao Xuebing: "Sir, what about you?"

Liao Xuebing likes to set up a big hot pot the most, cut a few catties of beef offal, put thick chili peppers, and make fist orders with fox friends and dog friends, and then pour beer in a big gulp, but this is still a fart girl! So he gently closed the menu and nodded elegantly: "Me too." ”

Laying out the white sè napkin, Murong Bingyu asked, "Liao Xuebing, you must be very hard for a big man to raise your daughter so big alone, right?"

Lao Liao was adjusting the angle in order to use the oblique angle to better appreciate the scenery inside her skirt, and after hearing the words, he was stunned for a long time before he realized that it was Murong Lanluo, and in time he turned his gaze into sadness, sighed deeply, looked out the window, and fell into the memories of unknown years: "It was a miserable rainy night, we met at the corner of the street, that was the last time we met, she held a crying baby in her arms and handed it to me, she didn't say anything, and then I took the baby, and sixteen years have passed in a flash......"

Murong Bingyu's nose was a little sour: "Don't say it, I want to cry when I say it." Then why don't you find a woman to take care of your daughter?"

Lao Liao's lies became bigger and bigger, and he gradually couldn't contain it, so he had to turn home: "I'm so poor, who is willing to marry me? I went on a blind date several times, and people thought I worked hard and had a low salary. ”

Murong Bingyu looked at him with a smile: "Then why did you suddenly have a Chevrolet? And oh, last night I went to the Aohuo apartment, and the landlord said that you made a fortune and have moved out, how can you explain this?"

Liao Xuebing was immediately speechless, sweating profusely, and couldn't speak. I moved a few days ago, and I deliberately drove a Bentley to show off to the landlord, alas, people are harmed by this superficial psychology.

Murong Bingyu said again: "Don't explain that Chevrolet was picked up on the side of the road, you love to talk nonsense, I really don't know which words to believe you." ”

Lao Liao has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for many years, defrauding countless clever people, being exposed for the first time, embarrassed and speechless, just as he was talking, the waiter came up with a plate and solved his dilemma, this guy is thick-skinned enough, and he easily changed the topic: "The cauliflower soup is very good, it is very fragrant, it seems that you must often eat Western food, right?"

"Yes, the company's cocktail party is generally Western food, and Sister Yan invites French chefs, who are used to it, is it delicious?"

"I prefer rice, pork knuckles, button pork, shallots and tofu tofu. ”

"Hehe, you're weird, come on, let's have a drink. ”

The two began to talk nonsense, which was a precursor to the attraction of men and women to each other.

Half an hour later, Liao Xuebing went to the toilet, and when he came out with his pants, he met Su Bingyun, who was as beautiful as a flower, at the door. When they met face-to-face, they didn't have time to think and analyze, so they had to say something brainless: "Hey, what a coincidence?"

Su Bingyun didn't expect to question him about the "forbidden relationship", so he was a little weak for a while, and hurriedly said: "Oh, I made an appointment, and I heard that this Western restaurant is not bad, so I came over, what about you?"

"I also made an appointment, who are you with? Ms. Yan Jiang, a typist at the school, or Miss Chen in the reference room, or Ms. Mei who teaches physics?" asked Lao Liao in a big way.

Su Bingyun lowered his head and didn't dare to look at him, and said, "Yes, make an appointment with a colleague in the school." ”

There were people coming and going in the bathroom, and it was not very elegant to dominate the door, Liao Xuebing pulled her aside: "Teacher Su, why are you a little nervous, is there something uncomfortable? By the way, I decided to go back to the countryside on Saturday and bring back the rì notebook, recently a film company invited me to film, and I was so busy that I was alive and dead, and the woman was still my cousin, and I didn't know how to get out." ”

Su Bingyun listened to Lao Liao take the initiative to talk about filming, which can be regarded as honesty to herself, women usually don't want the other party to explain anything in rhetoric, as long as he confesses, all mistakes can be forgiven, the last trace of anger in his heart disappeared without a trace, any scandal in the entertainment industry can be hyped, maybe the cousin and sister relationship is also deliberately promoted by the entertainment company, and the last time Lost Island said that it was probably me Su Bingyun, not Murong Bingyu.

Suddenly, he regretted that he had rashly asked Mo Yongtai to eat, but the matter had come to this point, and he couldn't leave Mo Yongtai irresponsibly and walked away, Su Bingyun was very unnatural, and said, "Wait a minute, I'll call you after eating." "I secretly thought that the two of them had never dated together except for that volcanic island.

"Okay, remember to give me a call. Lao Liao thought that this was just a perfunctory remark, and agreed casually, anyway, he was happy with Murong Bingyu, and the rest could be said later.

Neither of them dared to tell each other about their status, and each of them said goodbye with a ghost in their hearts.

Liao Xuebing left her behind in a blink of an eye, thinking about which hotel to go to with Murong Bingyu to be more emotional-if you don't get it in your hand, you don't count your own things, and if you don't open the meat, you can still watch the beautiful women's thighs all day long? It's too unambitious to be a man.

After drinking half a bottle of red wine, I began to use my brain. "Bingyu, your hands are so white, how about letting me touch them?"

Murong Bingyu lowered her head shyly: "You are so bad, no!"

The old rascal had already reached over and picked it up on the back of her hand: "Touch it and a lot of your skin, why are you so stingy?" Come, cousin will look at the palmistry for you, oh, of course, look at the marriage line first, two parallel, you can know that the main body will not be lonely, and the parallel spacing is very even, indicating that the double stay and double flying, happiness, uh, this is strange, the above auxiliary line says that you have to meet the true son of heaven tonight, oops, congratulations!"

Murong Bingyu naturally knew that he was teasing himself, but he was also really happy in his heart, gently withdrew his hand, and said lightly: "Yes, palmistry is not accurate." The tone was indifferent, it was due to the girl's shyness, in fact, I wanted him to say a few more words.

Liao Xuebing didn't have much experience in love, and was stunned when he heard this: "It turns out that you don't believe in palmistry, I will also look at faces, fingerprints, iris, listen to voice lines, and analyze DNA maps, from which I can judge a person's life, old age, sickness and death, blessings and misfortunes, family marriage, career and love, and whether he was a cow or a horse in his last life, up and down for 500 years, with a radius of 40,000 miles, there is nothing I don't know." ”

Murong Bingyu chuckled: "You really look like a god stick, that's good, count my land, see if you are accurate, first count what number I am born." Her life is recorded in the database of major media stars, and birthday parties are held every year, as long as it is her FANS, there are almost no people who don't know, and deliberately put forward this simple "problem", one is not to embarrass Lao Liao, and the other is to see if he takes himself to heart.

Giggling and standing, he put his hand in front of him, his palm flattened upwards.

Unexpectedly, Lao Liao fell into deep thought, holding the dessert after the meal with a fork, supporting his forehead, and staring at the tender white hand, "Could it be that she was born on February 29, when it was relatively unpopular, or on January 1, when it was not easy to guess?"

But choose one of the three hundred and sixty-five, how small the probability is, isn't this deliberately embarrassing the iron mouth god operator Liao Zhuge coughed, and said: "Actually, observing the palm prints, the iris can't be accurately judged, I need to look at you one thing." ”

Actually, I'm going to have a party with my friends in March. Murong Bingyu saw that Lao Liao was not enlightened, and began to knock on the side to remind him.

Lao Liao shook his head: "It's not the other hand, what I want to see is the 'rǔ pattern', everyone has a unique pattern, our fortune-telling world can deduce your past and present life according to the direction, density, and size of the 'rǔ pattern', ice and rain, there are many people here, why don't we find a hotel and slowly study the 'rǔ pattern', right?"

"Shameless!" Murong Bingyu was furious, and after a while, he felt that his tone was too heavy, and said softly: "Why do you keep thinking about this kind of obscene thing, can you say a few words?" There is an ice rink near here, can you teach me how to skate?"

Teaching you to skate, isn't it just how to rub oil if you want to? Liao Xuebing couldn't make a plan and made two plans: "Well, well, you should exercise more after eating a full meal, so as not to gain weight." ”

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