After entering the restaurant, Cheng Yi found that this was a French restaurant, and the famous dish of "cream snails" appeared on the menu. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Cheng Yi has never eaten a snail and is ready to try it.

After ordering four more dishes, he handed the list back to the waiter.

"That's all."

"Okay, please wait."

The restaurant is decorated in pure European style, with exquisite crystal chandeliers hanging in the middle of the lobby, and famous European paintings hanging on the walls on all sides, similar to Van Gogh's starry sky and daisy masterpieces.

The environment is good, and the mood of the people is good.

Cheng Yi sat and looked through the clean glass.

Suddenly, a tall, thin black figure appeared on the glass.

Cheng Yi was startled, she couldn't be wrong about this figure, it was the man who appeared repeatedly in her nightmares but couldn't see his face clearly every time, the man who hurt her pregnant mother!

The black shadow was about to raise his head, and Cheng Yi nervously grabbed the beige tablecloth on the table.

The man's chin was exposed, followed by lips, nose, and half of his face, and then the figure suddenly began to flicker.

No!

Cheng Yi stood up, his movement was too great, and he knocked over the glass kettle on the table.

The kettle hit the ground and smashed against the soft carpet with a muffled sound.

Gone.

The man.

A waiter noticed the movement here and rushed over to ask, "Guest, what's wrong?" ”

Cheng Yi sat down again, slowed her breathing, and replied to her: "It's okay, I, I'm fine." ”

The waiter knows etiquette and looks very well, and he will never ask more questions if he shouldn't ask.

Neatly cleaned up the broken glass and left.

Cheng Yi was left sitting alone on the table, looking up at the glass.

There is nothing on it, and through the glass you can see the street below, with people coming and going, and there is a constant flow of traffic.

One can't help but suspect that the scene I saw just now didn't happen.

It's your own delusion.

Cheng Yi raised his eyebrows, lowered his eyes slightly, and used his consciousness to communicate.

Kunyu, who was resting with her eyes closed in her dream, heard a woman's cold voice: Kunyu, let me ask you, did you see anything just now?

Kun Yu opened his eyes, frowned and asked, "What?"

Cheng Yi asked: Didn't you see anything? Never mind.

As he spoke, his voice stepped out.

Kun Yu pursed her lips with a displeased expression.

This conversation began without warning and ended with a twist.

What the.

After a few days of getting along, Kun Yu still has a certain understanding of Cheng Yi's personality and style, this woman is indifferent, efficient but impersonal.

In general, it is more in line with Kunyu's intention than Lin Xingtian's flamboyant tongue with just one mouth.

The most important point is that Jing'er likes Lin Xingtian.

Kun Yu pursed his lips, opened his five senses, and collected the breath around him.

As the realm master of the Kun Dream Realm, he naturally has a lot of supernatural powers on his body, and when he stays on a host, what happens in that host within a few hours, he can capture traces through his five senses.

Kun Yu searched and suddenly opened his eyes.

Is that......

The breath of the Ghost King?

No way.

In order to make the information accurate, Kun Yu searched again.

This time, nothing.

The atmosphere is full of all kinds of food in the restaurant and the smell of human beings.

Strange, is there something wrong with your five senses?

Kun Yu thought that he was staying in Cheng Yi's dream, and he would encounter a little problem from time to time in the past few days, and it seemed reasonable that something went wrong with his five senses at this time.

Forget it, no matter.

She didn't care about herself, so why should he care.

It's not him.

He only cares about Jing'er, other people, other things, it doesn't matter.

Thinking like this, Kun Yu put this matter behind him, closed his eyes and rested again.

Outside.

Cheng Yi turned off his consciousness and looked up to see that the waiter had refilled a pot of water.

She poured herself a glass and took a sip.

The cold water flowed into the mouth, bringing some calm.

At this moment, her cell phone rang.

The caller ID is Song Tianyu's number.

How did he fight.

Cheng Yi picked up the phone: "Hey, I'm Cheng Yi." ”

"Cheng Yi, early, I'm Song Tianyu."

Cheng Yi said: "I know, what's the matter? ”

This answer is changed to someone else, probably will feel embarrassed, after all, it seems a little cold, if you chat, you will definitely talk to death.

However, Song Tianyu understood Cheng Yi and didn't care.

With a smile, he said: "It's nothing, speaking of which, I am also the host in Licheng, how can I say that you should invite you to a meal and take you around when you come to Licheng." ”

Cheng Yi said: "I'm here in the food street. ”

There was a hint of surprise in Song Tianyu's voice: "Such a coincidence? I'm also in the food court, where are you? ”

"Well, a French restaurant." Cheng Yi said the name of the store.

Song Tianyu immediately said: "Close to me, Cheng Yi, you wait for me to go over." ”

"No ......"

No need.

Cheng Yi didn't finish his words, and hung up the phone.

She likes to be quiet and doesn't like to deal with people, so Cheng Jiale just arrived at the door before letting her pigeon, and she was not angry but relieved.

This meant that she didn't have to brace herself to deal with Cheng Cale.

I didn't expect to walk one and come again.

Cheng Yi frowned, and suddenly remembered the chattering Lin Xingtian.

It's better to deal with Song Tianyu than to deal with Lin Xingtian.

When she is displeased, she will roll her eyes when she wants to, and she doesn't have to estimate the benefits.

Ay.

Cheng Yi sighed slightly and accepted the reality.

Song Tianyu did as he said, and soon appeared in the restaurant.

Seeing Cheng Yi sitting by the window, looking elegant, Song Tianyu's eyes lit up.

"Cheng Yi."

Cheng Yi heard this, turned around, and nodded to him.

As soon as Song Tianyu sat down, Cheng Yi beckoned to the waiter and motioned for the waiter to hand him the menu.

"Order what you want to eat." Cheng Yi said.

Song Tianyu took the menu and was slightly stunned.

Then he smiled calmly: "Okay." ”

The Song family has a strict family education, and Song's mother requires the men in the family to have a gentlemanly demeanor, Song Tianyu and other cousins have taken the initiative to settle the bill for the lady when they go out since they were sixteen years old, regardless of the identity and age of the other party.

This is the first time he has met with a girl for dinner, and the other party handed him a menu and asked him to order what he likes.

Before, it was his line.

"How?" Cheng Yi didn't notice anything wrong, and asked with raised eyebrows.

The golden sunlight poured into the glass window and shone on the girl's face, making her face shine brightly.

Such a beautiful view, such a beauty.

Who is willing to have any whispers.

Song Tianyu smiled elegantly: "The weather is very good today. ”

So?

Cheng Yi was puzzled, Song Tianyu had a smile on his face, and did not explain too much, but quickly ordered a few dishes and handed the menu to the waiter.

"That's all."

"Okay, please wait."

Song Tianyu stretched out his hand and poured himself a glass of water.

"Are you used to staying in Licheng these days?"

Cheng Jiale is very busy in the branch, and Cheng Yi, as a secretary, is naturally not left and right, and he is not used to it.

Cheng Yi said: "It's okay. ”

It's perfunctory.

Song Tianyu didn't care, looking at this face, he felt pleasing to the eye just drinking ice water.

A plate of appetizers came up, and Song Tianyu gentleman sorted out the tableware and handed it to her: "Lady first." ”

Cheng Yi took it and said lightly: "Thank you." ”

After eating for a while, Cheng Yi looked up seemingly inadvertently and asked, "By the way, I'm going to leave Dragon City in the near future, is there any way you can help me avoid the Cheng family's eyeliner?" (To be continued.) )