The tone is unceremonious, even with a sharp and hostile that cannot be disguised.

Nebula's voice is not low, and it can be heard by everyone in the quiet hotel.

Everyone in the hotel was slightly stunned.

Then one by one as if they hadn't heard, they turned their heads, ate and ate, and bowed their heads.

"Oops, this dish really gets better the more you eat it."

"It's just a little more expensive."

"Uncle, I invited you to eat the last meal, and it should be your turn to invite me to this meal."

"No problem, no problem." Uncle Qun was gossiping about the drama of the imperial marshal, and when he came back to his senses, the meal had been spread on his head. "Huh?! I obviously invited the last meal, you shameless! ””

"Which meal is not what I invited you. Growing up, have you ever treated me to a meal?! ”

“……”

Over there, when the fake Yan Tao heard Xingyun's words, the smile on his face deepened, and he didn't see half of his anger.

The cherry red lips gently raised the arc of the evil spirit, and the voice was like a stream flowing through the ears, clear and beautiful, with a vague sense of spoiling: "Didn't I just agree to your request?" Still holding a grudge like this. ”

The young man smiled and reached out to take Nebula's shoulder.

Xingyun coldly slapped away his outstretched hand, and there was no superfluous expression on his delicate little face.

"Boss, order."

Brut hurriedly walked up: "Her Royal Highness the Princess, please." ”

"No need."

Xingyun's apricot eyes swept over the furnishings in the hall, and he said in a cool tone: "I'll just eat here." ”

"You find me a place."

The manager quickly nodded.

Just kidding, this is a little ancestor.

One carelessness annoyed her, and that was the end of the lightning voltage.

He's alive and well, and he doesn't want to die.

Nebula's attitude was always cold and bad, but the fake Yan Tao was always smiling, and even pulled out a chair for her gracefully.

Nebula: "I don't want to talk to you. ”

"But I want to talk to you."

The fake Yan Tao raised his eyebrows casually, and sat back in his chair lazily and slowly, not minding the coldness of the nebula at all.

The crowd eating melons on the side watched silently.

When did Young Master Yan's temper become so good?

In the past, he always said that he would turn his face when he turned his face, how could he ever be so good at talking?

Everyone secretly glanced at the sitting Princess Nebula again.

Although the girl who only looked at her had a straight face, her movements and demeanor were down-to-earth and generous.

The gestures are even more elegant and extravagant.

Between the beautiful eyebrows, the aura is compelling.

Well......

What is it called?

This is called the hero sad beauty pass.

Their Yan Shuai must have loved Princess Nebula miserably.

Otherwise, how could she be given such treatment.

The people who eat melons consciously figured everything out.

I feel like there's a drama to watch.

"Waiter! Hurry up, give me a plate of melon seeds. ”

"I want it here, too."

"And my ......"

The waiters were so busy that they kept running back and forth between the halls.

"Okay, here, here, your melon seeds."

All the props are ready, and the people who eat melons sit in rows with melon seeds and watch the show.

In the corner, Young Master Yan's dark eyebrows casually swept over the fake Yan Tao.

A smile tugged at his lips, which were as red as blood.

It's just that smile, not reaching the bottom of the eye.

It also reveals a chilling feeling that penetrates people's hearts.

is full of malice like a ghost, just a glance at it makes people shudder.